Bujang Hamlet
Love is Selfish

Akbar was tasting coffee should be served to accompany a break meeting for a moment, while Je prefers to eat salad because the weather is hot and sultry

" Bab...!!!!" a subtle and gentle call disperse to the khusukan they enjoy the dish

Je turned his head first, a mania face with a beautiful smile looking so happy greeting the handsome man next to her

Je immediately glanced at Akbar, seeing the man's reaction

Akbar smiled familiarly

" Hey Grace how are you...???" reply Akbar friendly

" Kirain you are not present lohhh.. from yesterday I chat kok not bales." he said after sitting beside Akbar.

" Mum Grace on what deck is going on...???" Akbar seemed to divert the conversation

" I have other duties.now the secretary of the president is two so we can replace.." he said.

" Lohhh you're with Je...???" look, Grace doesn't like to see Je with Akbar

Je only replied with a smile, not fear, not no mental, just in the company his position is just an ordinary employee, obliged to respect and be polite to important people in the company, including Grace as the president's secretary

" Ao buk's... Je is among the competent intelligent employees so I chose him to accompany this meeting.." Akbar reply kindly.

Grace looks at Je full of judgment, I don't know what he thinks, but Je chose to be cute and not care about it, it could be this woman is not willing, jealous when Akbar intense with other women

" Dem ate buk... want to coffee...???" haggard Akbar to Grace

" Have no idea.I'm really lethargic..."

Je shifted his seat a little, their round table surrounded by three, and,

But as if the code of nature, seeing Je shift his seat gives Grace a gap sitting between them, Akbar instead pulled his chair shifted towards Je, the name of the round table will know what position

Je gasped, so did Grace whose gaze was immediately unpleasant and swung

" Deck eating salad or cake mom...???" Akbar offered it again

" Have a chat." Grace's reply became more lethargic.

" You're the coffee deck...??? eat fruit saje.. hungry deck.."

" No thanks, but I don't want coffee anymore..."

" Again keep the appearance possible." chirped Grace disarming them.

" Not also buk. indeed no longer want to just copy.. during the day it is hot so I prefer a straight nyari..." reply Je who was uncomfortable with a sniffy speech from Grace

" Ohhh.. kirain does not like coffee. Mr. Akbar is a coffee lover..." Grace seemed to deliberately compare herself to Je

" Ao.. Sumatra coffee is fat (enak) nian.." reply Akbar boasted his Hamlet coffee.

" I like to coffee but not opium." Je replied, his face looks calm, as if accepting with open play Grace.

Akbar glanced at the two beautiful women next to him, like catching something strange, they seemed to be fighting to get something

" Ahhh that meeting dem event to start aghi. let's go to the room..."

Invite Akbar to avoid this tension

" Eee I can go to the bathroom for a while sir...!!" pammit Je

" Okay, I'll wait in the room..."

Je immediately passed to the bathroom

" Ee Bar. I went back first yes. later if there is time we meet again..." Grace arrived at the party

" Ao buk." Akbar replied with a little wonder.

Grace was seen stepping towards the bathroom, but Akbar was indifferent and immediately returned to the meeting room.

" I want to talk." said Grace arrived, while Je was tidying up her makeup in the bathroom sink mirror.

Je who was stunned just stared at Grace from the mirror reflection

" What's buk...???" ask Je calmly

" I know maybe you are one of the few women who caught Akbar's attention..."

" Eee I'm sorry... Does that have anything to do with Grace...??" ask Je back, doi curious how serepot this one presidential secretary wants to know his business

" It is not. because maybe I am not a person who is considered important by Akbar.

" Did Grace like Mr. Akbar...???" Je let out his curiosity which he had been harboring all this time

Grace looked at Je full of the core, then took a deep breath

" As you can see, how much I care about her..."

Je looked over, looking back at Grace inside

" Akbar ever wrong choose a woman.he was deceived, hurt and disappointed.I do not want if Akbar again repeat the disappointment, who every day thinks about him, misses him, and always worries about his news..."

" But I see Akbar is very comfortable with you.he is so happy with you.and you are an important person to him..."

Je was speechless, looking at Grace's eyes so sincerely loving the man selflessly, but the spark seemed disappointed at being neglected

" Honestly I don't want to see it all. Seeing Akbar more comfortable with you, Akbar's attitude is softer, more caring for you than feeling my sincerity...but I can't force her to understand that, to feel that..." Grace wiped the tears on the corner of her cheek

" But if you're just playing the game, then give me a chance to make her feel and accept my sincerity..."

" Then do I have to stay away from it...??? if maybe the taste in this heart is more sincere and greater than the sincerity that you have for Mr. Akbar...!!!" this time Je replied, it felt like not only Grace had that sincerity, she was probably more

" So you love her...???" ask Grace sharply

Je nodded slowly

Grace was silent, her gaze was so pushy, as if she was angry, not accepting Je's honesty

But he just kept quiet

And then immediately left Je who was still sculpting himself

" I'm sorry, Grace... Maybe you think I'm selfish... I can't understand the sincerity you have, but isn't love selfish...??? honestly, I can't sacrifice my heart to make others happy.I also have that sincerity.so I can't let myself get hurt just because I'm not good with you...." muttered Je getir

Sometimes love is complicated

Not that Je doesn't understand Grace's feelings, he's selfish, but he also has the right to think about his own heart, keeping his own.

If Akbar really prefers him while he also loves the man, should he sacrifice two hearts for one heart...???

Well love is selfish....

Je looked back at his face in the mirror, his heart really could not bear to see the sincerity and tears of Grace who was so bitter, as if her sincerity was not appreciated

But whatever, he could not let his heart fall, he also had the right to fight for his happiness

Je immediately tidied up his make up and immediately returned to the meeting room, not forgetting the sweet smile he repeated his thin lips blushing her

hiding just a sense of fear and the shadow of Grace's crying that made her dilemma

" Mr. Akbar." call Je after being next to Akbar.

" Lama nian.. dem want to start his meeting again.ame la late embarrassed ame pak bos.." comment Akbar grumbled.

Je smiled and sat down next to Akbar

" I'm sorry, Grace., but the heart can't be lied to...."

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