I Love You My Boss
Section 6

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Viola ran to the kitchen to catch her breath.

"What the fuck Mr. Stevan is that crazy lunatic lunatic-just a joke,bikin people in shock huh" said the curse that Viola certainly aimed at Stevan.

It was almost noon, Viola just played his cellphone at the dining table, because he did not know where to go, to the sofa was reluctant but if at the dining table was still near the kitchen so he was not too reluctant.

Stevan had not come out of his room to make Viola calm, although he knew it was just a joke but still afraid, he and Stevan were both adults, Viola also understood such a thing only sometimes his brain was a little shaken.

"Hahh had to go to Mr. Stevan's room, I had to leave, the time to go home was not polite to the boss" murmured Viola.

"My master told me to go home first" Viola said in front of Stevan's room without knocking and opening the door.

Chequelek

The open door revealed Stevan, who had changed clothes, from casual clothes to clothes to go out.

"Yes,ayo" Stevan took a step.

Viola was dumbfounded what does it mean come on?

"Where are you going, sir?" viola asked not to understand.

"I'll drive you home" Stevan replied at the front door, Viola followed.

"No need my master will go home on a motorcycle taxi" he refused subtly. Yes, it must be bad when the boss takes his assistant home.(call him assistant anyway, even the housekeeper hehe).

Stevan's sharp eyes stared intently at Viola's eyes making Viola only dare to obey.

While on the way they just keep quiet, dissolved with their respective minds.

Viola looked awkward but not with Stevan, he said.

Finally Viola said "Master actually doesn't need to drive me, it'll be troublesome" Viola said softly and politely, afraid that his boss is angry.

"No hassle, after dropping you off too I'm going to my house" Stevan replied with eyes focused on the streets.

"Alright sir thank you" Viola who smiled but Stevan did not turn her head immediately turned her lips.

"What's after you're gonna make bread?" ask Stevan to know.

"Yes, sir, why?" viola replied casually but with confusion.

"I didn't ask you"

Viola is just a shah.

Arriving in front of the very simple Viola house, Stevan researched the house and looked at Viola who was also staring at him.

"Sorry my host is so small" Viola said, describing her with her thumbs and index fingers bent almost together.

It was indeed very small, but not for Viola as he only lived with his father, also because the house was very comfortable in his opinion.

"No" Stevan replied briefly, smiling.

Viola was instantly stunned, again with that smile, he daydreamed without him noticing his boss' gaze had already turned as sharp as an eagle.

"Ehmm ehm" Stevan cleared his throat to wake Viola from his daydream.

It turned out that Viola's father was already at the door, he wanted to see if Viola had gone home because it was already noon, but he saw his daughter just staring at the handsome man 2 meters away from her, but he saw that his daughter was only looking at the handsome man 2 meters away from him,the handsome man looked at Viola, but with a sharp look while Viola looked at him with a dreamy look.

Viola's father just shook his head at his daughter. She knows it looks like Viola is in love.

"Ola" called Bima's father making Viola surprised and immediately turned towards her.

"Oh dad, you know I have to rest" Viola replied, leaving Stevan near his car, apparently forgetting that Stevan was there.

"Dad's okay, is this you how the time there are guests not asked to come in?" ask dad as fast as lightning so Viola realizes he left someone behind.

"Geez sir, why keep quiet I forgot" Viola said guiltlessly.

"Let's go in" Bima's father asked Stevan on Viola's ekori from behind.

"Are you Ola's boss?" ask dad to the point.

"Yes sir, introduce me Stevan" Stevan replied as he extended his hand.

Greeting father Bima.

"Thank you sir for driving Ola home" said Bima's father politely, although in fact in his mind is now wondering, is there a boss who drove his assistant home on the first day of work?.

"There's no need to call like that sir, just call names, it's okay I'll all come out" Stevan replied with a sincere smile.

Viola's father was very gentle, Viola was the same, so I hope it's easy to get the blessing from him Stevan sincerely wishes from his heart.

"Is it okay for me to call by name?" ask Bima's father to make sure. He realized only from a simple family, thinking of calling businessman number 1 by name?is deserved?.

"Of course it's okay sir, I'd rather if you call me by the name as before" Stevan replied still faithful with his smile.

"Yes, you also do not need to be as formal as that, talk as usual" also in a smile reply by Bima's father.

Just a few minutes chatting Bima and Stevan's father already look familiar, like not their first meeting.

Bima's father told me he used to meet Viola's mother until his job at the office. Yes, Viola's father used to work as an employee in one of the offices, before he knew that he had heart disease, as well as before Viola's mother died.

Their chat is indeed connected because it only discusses office work. Although Bima's father used to only be an employee but he used to be the pride of his boss because of good performance and smart of course.

Viola stared at the two people not far from him standing up.

Why it feels so happy to see father and master Stevan chatting so familiarly Viola's mind, his heart warmed to see two different people of that generation continue to chat and stop when Viola approached.

"Please on the master drink, I'm sorry there's only this" Viola said as she placed two teas and a layer cake in front of her father and master.

Stevan just smiled and drank the tea and tasted the cake. And she likes her cake not too sweet not as she thought, sweet that can still be enjoyed.

"Hmm this is so good, did you make it?" stevan asked, pointing at Viola.

"Yes, sir, just try to be thankful that it's delicious" Viola replied with a smile, behind the cake he continued to taste his homemade cake, fearing that his master did not like it.

Stevan is just a mangosteen and continues to eat layer cakes.

Viola's father smiled at the sight before him, even though he realized not to be too hopeful. Later Bima's father will also advise Viola, not too carried feelings. Although Bima's father knew that usually the rich only look at the eyes of the poor, there are still people who still care, such as Stevan for example. But maybe the hospitality is just caring, nothing more.

"Ola, aren't you making bread?" ask Viola's father while eating his daughter's sandwich.

"This Viola wants to make it well" Viola replied while standing but not directly behind.

"Sir, is it okay to make bread dough?" ask Viola because it's not good that his guest was left behind.

"I want to see bread making" he replied casually but puzzled Bima and Viola's father.

"Don't you get dirty" Viola said, because of course, making bread with flour and will surely make the clothes dirty.

"Yes son Stevan do not follow Viola will be dirty exposed to flour" prevent Bima's father, he also certainly will not make his guests go home dirty.

"I have a change of clothes in the car sir no matter only flour can be washed later" said Stevan kekeh with a smile.

"Alright sir but you only see from a distance yes" replied Viola warning because he knew his boss was jail.

"Baiklaah" Stevan smiled widely, yes besides he will see the process of making bread he will also take a little look at Viola if.

"Yes, I'm going back to my room first, let's take Stevan"

"Yes sir, please" Stevan replied happily as Viola's father would rest in his room.

"Why are you smiling like that?" viola asked confusedly as well as suspiciously.

"Mmm it's okay Vio" he replied calmly but containing kejilan.

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