How Are You?
Episode 5's

This morning Ayra was preoccupied with a variety of new documents that she had to read and sign. He could have told his secretary to do all this work only he did not like if there was something that did not match what he wanted and again his signature must be original. So he had to wrestle with a lifeless pile of paper but was able to kill it within a few weeks.

A tired face still lingered on Ayra's face, still fresh in her memory of what she had just experienced when she woke up from her sleep.

The flasback

Birds chirping and noise from outside the building did not seem to disturb Ayra's deep sleep, but all that did not last long when he felt the roar of breath at the nape of the nape and an arm that was gently wrapped around his slender waist. Without much thought Ayra just kicked the body behind her back. Instantly there was a sound of complaining as well as moaning from under the bed.

"Shit. What are you doing, Honey?" yell someone off the floor. Hearing that voice Ayra immediately headed to the edge of the bed to ensure that what she just kicked was not a figure that Levi had wrongly persecuted overnight.

"Azka Novaleo Frankline?" call Ayra so see the red hair and babyface face and amber eyes that welcome her sense of sight.

"You why?" ask the man who is none other than Azka.

"Haah~I think she is," muttered Ayra with a sigh that sounded relieved.

"If this is what I am?" sahut Azka with a flash of gold in her amber bead, made Ayra's two emerald eyes widen in surprise.

"You!" ayra's beaver with index finger held out in front of Azka's nose.

"Look down, I just missed you, Lovely!" concluded the man with the fingers that pulled Ayra's index finger, bringing it to his lips that were grinning. One kiss he pinned on Ayra's index finger continued into Ayra's palm.

As if hypnotized by the beauty of the amber bead, Ayra let the man kiss his hand until the sound of a break stopped what the man was doing to Ayra.

"Fuck what you did to my sister!" shouting someone from the door made Ayra wake up and immediately look towards the door.

There Levi was standing, staring at the two more precisely at the man who now carved a knotty smile on his lips.

"Ah, you're bothering me nee, Levi!" ledek Azka angling emotions Levi.

Wearing only shorts without a top, Levi immediately walked up to Azka who was still sitting casually on the floor.

Before anything bad happened Monday morning, Ayra got up to stop the two men. Without saying much Ayra first dragged Levi towards her bathroom.

Chequelek

The sound of the door being locked made Levi frown in confusion. Is Ayra flirting or even being lustful on her jar body, Levi thought.

"Don't think anything!" hardik Ayra when he saw the perverted face that Levi put up.

Levi's eyebrows raised next to. Come on, did Ayra just say he was a pervert? Come on who wouldn't think so as to look at Ayra's seductive appearance, with lingear and messy hair. Ayra looked like a poison to men at this moment.

"You better take a shower, I'll get your clothes ready!" ayra said before exiting the bathroom, leaving Levi who snorted annoyed at the decision Ayra made.

"Mandi? At this hour, you must be kidding Ra!" levi shouted from the bathroom.

While Ayra was only able to plot her eyes was careless of Levi's behavior that had never changed since many years ago. It feels sorry he knew Levi for a long time, but what would you say he also loved that annoying man.

One problem finished, one more.

"Why is it still here?" ayra said as soon as she found Azka still lying in her bed.

"I just took a short break, it took a lot of energy to pull the Athenian twin back to it!" lamented Azka. Ah, he just realized that now there is no golden luster in the amber's eyes.

"Yeah!"

The cry from outside the room made Ayra massage her head. It felt like the beautiful morning had become chaotic due to the presence of the four people in his apartment.

Flasback off

Now Ayra just hopes that no one will be able to make her day worse. There was already enough commotion in the morning and the pile of documents before him that messed up the morning, no longer for the others.

While seriously reading the agreement documents between his company and Loyer's company, Ayra had to hold her heart so as not to be dislodged as soon as she heard the sound of a break from the door of her room. Luckily the door was a wooden door how it would be if the door was made of glass, it was definitely over.

"Fuckin' shit!" ayra said without seeing who was the perpetrator of breaking the door of his room because he was still busy neutralizing his crazy heartbeat.

The figure's sweet smile pulled, "Well, your lips are so sweet darling!" the insinuation of the figure made Ayra turn her gaze towards the door. It does not take a matter of minutes both emerald beads are made sharp memicing.

"Hey, I'm just kidding."

"With my life bet? Wow, you really don't love your life anymore ehh?" cibir Ayra with a slanted smile on her flat face. The look in his eyes looked straight and innocent towards the figure, making him instantly goosebumps in the face as fast as Ayra.

"W-how about ki-we talk at the cafe?" bargain the figure with a broken voice. For God's sake, he would often give alms as long as Ayra would stop looking at him that way.

"Eh."

Only a mutter could the figure, but seeing Ayra rising from her chair made the figure smile. Without even asking, he knew for sure that Ayra wanted to go with him.

The two finally came out of Ayra's room in unison. Once in front of the elevator, Ayra did not go directly into the elevator but visited the reception desk on the floor of her room.

"Akira," call Ayra to the woman who is the receptionist.

"Yes, Miss?" sahuta Akira looked at Ayra politely, making a thin smile etched on Ayra's lips.

"I'm going to go out with the Loyer Group representative, so if anyone's looking for me he'll have to wait and tell Piter to clear my room!" clearly Ayra before stepping into the elevator left Akira who immediately contacted Piter as Ayra's secretary.

°°°

Cafe located not far from the company Zeon became the second choice. Using the man's car, the two headed for the cafe. The hours are still early, making the road feel lengthened because work and school hours are ongoing.

Once in the cafe parking lot, Ayra and the man immediately got out of the white lamborghini car they were riding in. The two walked back into the cafe. The clang of the bell as they entered welcomed their sense of hearing.

The table in the corner close to the cafe window became Ayra's choice, because he did not like it too much if he had to be in the crowd especially to attract attention. He hates that so much.

Shortly after the two sat down, one of the cafe waiters came to the two intending to record their second order. But when he was in front of the two, the waiter was made to blush embarrassed when he met the man in front of Ayra.

The flirtatious look and gesture full of temptation of the maid catapulted at the man before Ayra. Instead of being tempted the man just looks indifferent in contrast to Ayra who looks very uncomfortable.

"If you want to tease my girlfriend, I suggest you dance naked here right now!" sarkas Ayra made the visitors and the other cafe servants surprised while the waiter in front of Ayra immediately stiffened with both cheeks flushed red with the frustration and embarrassment.

"Ma-af!" he exclaimed the pelyan with the body he had bowed. Whether intentionally or not the waiter showed his chest towards the man Ayra acknowledged as her lover.

"Ck, get the hell out of here before I pop your eyes out and rip your intestines out!" tukas Ayra with eyes that squeak sharply towards the prlayan.

"Haah~, you better go because I won't stop whatever my lover will do to you and another one, ' she said, I will not be drawn to such cheap temptations because my beloved is so much more than attractive" said the man staring lazily at the waiter who was now staring at him with his eyes glazed over.

Eve killed clearly felt at the table, feeling it immediately the servant left before he died for the handsome man's lover.

Ayra's sharp gaze still followed where the servant had gone. It felt like he wanted so badly to mutilate the brash servant, that he dared to tease the man before him. Ck, find his name dead.

"Love eh?" the ridicule of the man before her made one eyebrow of Ayra lift up.

"It's good that I admit that my lover knows this I say that you are my babu" Ayra replied with a raised corner of her lips forming a slanted smile that mocked the man before her.

"Ck, sister has no morals. You two are the same," chirped the man with a tangled look, but did not throw off his good looks especially in addition to the expensive black suit.

"That's the point, what do you want to talk about?" said Ayra without bothering to order food because she already has no appetite to eat.

A snort was heard clearly from the lips of the man before Ayra. Once the man thought why his father and grandfather wanted to raise this annoying woman into their children and grandchildren?

"He did it and I regret seeing him!" confide in the man with an annoyed look on his face. Can Ayra make sure there's an unfortunate incident when the man left to obey his message.

"I'm lazy to talk about it. I just want to go home, spoiled with cake made by Mama," said the man before rising from his seat with eyes still staring at Ayra.

"What's? You think I'm gonna whine for Mama's cake?" pause Ayra, "Without asking Mama will send it to the company," continued Ayra with a big smile on her face. It was true, however, without him asking for the cake to be on his desk when he returned to the company.

"Basic fucking sister!" the man muttered before turning around to leave the cafe and also Ayra.

"That guy, just look I'm gonna make a curse on Grandpa!" ayra was upset.

Ayra still seems reluctant to leave the cafe, she seems to be thinking about something. His sharp eyes continued to stare at the glass window beside him. Never did he think that he would be so fast to meet the figure who had been his adopted sister. Hoping to meet with a good and pleasant impression, he was greeted with a forgotten scene in his memory.