Happy After Divorce
Section 22

Time and again Rano was just speechless watching the truest man, He was the God of superiors where he worked.

A man who is talkative, but when angry like a tiger who gripped its prey.

His mind traveled everywhere? even bad things he thought, fearing this it if blaaaaa.

Trying to catch his breath to ease the already heightened emotions, wanting to vent but not daring.

Maybe later he will be fired, finished my history.

Rano shook his head, imagining that until that happened I would be angry with myself.

Awakening from his daydreams, Rano began to run after the god Pak.

With great difficulty Rano tried to chase after his superiors, which this time in fashion is not okay. Not the intention to offend, it's just all that reflex he did spontaneously.

"God wait for me!" Rano screeches.

Rano did not realize that he was the center of attention of many people, not least the security guard who stood guard on the bassement floor.

With each other's enthusiasm to quickly arrive, Rano did not care about his usually neat appearance is now a little disheveled with clothes that look tangled with sweat droplets soaking the temple.

The god who was not too far away paused for a moment, feeling very bored with his secretary who was shouting like he was in the forest alone.

What the heck shy you Ran, in thought later I'm the boss who let his secretary go home alone.

His image as a good-looking CEO went down with the judgment of others, which is what I don't like.

High fighting spirit, Rano ran very fast. Not minding the hungry gazes of the ciwi-ciwi, who are on the spread of charm because there are Gods.

Men who became the dream of women, especially employees in the place where he served as Ceo.

"Hoshhh.hosh.." Rano ran a little bored, even though the distance was not far from his reach.

The god who is not far from his reach, just staring with a look of careless, lazy to be the center of attention of the crowd as did secretary Rano.

"Why are you running? want to find sympathy that your boss is inhuman, and fairies of justice. "the God's lick who has been ignited emotionally with her secretarial scene which he thinks is very much better.

Why did I get the lecture, he should have lectured to himself. It must be funny hihihi." her inner Rano who was in his heart laughed giggly, if it happened it would definitely be very funny.

"When you smile? is there anything funny?" ask him a God who feels not appreciated the interlocutor.

Rano was immediately speechless to hear his chattering, afraid of any repercussions that made it fatal the better he was silent. Listen to what God says.

Both were silent, busy with their thoughts. God is busy with the gadget he holds, while Rano is silent to pay attention to the movements of the Gods.

They are both still in the bassement, Dewa has walked first, while Rano is busy imagining the unclear.

Seeing that the God had left far from his sight, Rano hurriedly followed behind hoping that the superior would not be angry anymore, his face was asemic when he was badmood.

Both are silent every once in a while Rano glances at his superiors who sit in the back seat through the rearview mirror of his car. It seems nil, the God is busy closing his eyelids which tonight really makes him tired.

On the way home, not a word came out of his lips.

The god got out of the car straight inside, there was not the slightest bit of pleasantries with the secretary.

Because fatigue makes him lazy to argue, when discussing about a little incident in the bassement.

"Just come home, Dew?"

"Yes Mom!"

"I'm going to Mom's room first."

"Don't forget the shower."

The god responded with a faint smile on his lips, his feet just continuing up the stairs to immediately arrive at his room. Tired, tired, and dizzy all become one unit.

Bruuukkk

God threw his body on the mattress, still complete with work clothes, closed his eyelids to relieve dizziness due to work that makes him often overtime.

Almost a few hours later the God awoke from his sleep, not knowing that the day had gone to midnight almost morning.

No time ba bi bu, God immediately went into the bathroom. To wash his body to eliminate body odor that is not pleasant to smell his sense of smell.

After the ritual was completed, the god descended down to enter the kitchen. Who knows there is still leftover food for him to eat as a wedge in his stomach. Even though the day is approaching morning, talking stomach problems cannot be compromised.

At least he can rest peacefully, stomach problems can he condition right, when his stomach is full.

The god had already returned to his room, starting to rest before the early morning for him to start waking up again. With the stomach filled, God is very comfortable in his beautiful dreams.

❤

Unlike the case with the two people who are friendly, they have a beautiful dream in their respective rooms. Even though he only lived together in the apartment, he did not make him sleep in the same room.

They have their own privacy, do not want to interfere with their personal lives. The best step is to have a private room, a room for them to rest their body from the crowded routine in the office.

They did not wake up at all until the morning before, until the sound of crowing chickens began to build both of them who breezed buana dream beautiful.

"Hoooammsss." Anin covered her mouth with both of her hands to cover her yawns.

"What time is Ndy?"

"Hour 5."

Anin went straight to the bathroom, a lot of rituals that she had to do before she started her routine at the office this morning.

Finished with all the rituals, they were ready to go to the office. The feeling they had just come home, now he had to go back to work.

The spirit of '45 they are ready to start their activities, the face of the cherry is already very sparkling to welcome the morning.

Although there is still fatigue, drowsiness but does not make her not smile widely. The morning is beautiful, dear if you have to pass with her pouting lips, the spirit is burning to welcome a beautiful morning for a happy soul.

The morning he was waiting for, the morning to start the activity, the routine as an employee in the company of men who had made the heart, the feeling of being swayed like a Coolster rool.