The Trap of Love Assistant Gesrek
Debates

"Vira...!" firlan exclaimed while knocking on the door.

"Where are the boys!" muttered the man.

The man pulled out a sophisticated phone from his pocket.

"The vira? I'm in front of your contract. Quickly open the door!" say Firlan once with a single pull.

Slowly the door opened and displayed the figure of Vira who seemed to have just woken up from her sleep.

"What's wrong?" vira said as she rubbed her eyes.

"What's up, anyway? I brought you some food,"

"Tomorrow, it's sleepy. Don't forget the gate's closed again,"

"What the hell, boy!" firlan Mum.

The door that was about to close was immediately held back by Firlan.

"Can't! you haven't eaten and I'm tired of coming here" Firlan gawked in and slammed into Vira's shoulder.

"I didn't tell you!" exclaiming Vira was upset because her sleep was disturbed.

Vira who was left behind finally followed the man he was trying to forget.

Firlan delicately took out a large bowl as if he was in his own home.

"Eh, why glatakan in people's homes!" vira said.

"It's not your home if you forget it" Firlan replied casually.

"Yes, yes ..not my house, but I pay the rent of this house," replied Vira did not accept.

"Oh, just until this month, right? I just happened to get paid until December of next year. So, I also have the right to hang out in this rented house that you live in," Firlan pulled one eyebrow up.

"No need to make it up, yes!"

"No punishing! if the jago ngarang I have become a famous writer," said Firlan who now put rice on each plate.

"Good taste?" firlan muttered in his heart.

Firlan had arranged the food on the table, but Vira left.

With her hand speed above average, Firlan prevented the woman from stepping even one step.

"Where are you going?" ask Firlan.

"You are packing! it turns out that this contract already has a candidate for waiting,"

"God! I said so you know that this house I paid for. I didn't mean to upset you,"

"But I don't need you to pay the contract, either,"

"I pay not because you need it, but because I want to!"

"Now sit down and eat" said Firlan, slipping his fingers between Vira's hair. He held the girl's head to look her in the eye. Firlan gently rubbed Vira's cheek before she patted several times making Vira blink.

"Not be fascinated! as much as we eat, because I'm a laper!" firlan said that drew Vira to the dining table.

They both ate in silence, only the sound of spoons and forks occasionally clashing together.

"You don't intend to hire one person to help you take care of those private lessons?" firlan asked to break the silence.

"No" replied Vira briefly.

"Why?

"No strong pay," replied Vira lightly.

"I'm done" said Vira.

"But I haven't! accompany me to eat" said Firlan.

Vira took a sip of water and he took medicine and drank it. Firlan occasionally noticed Vira's slightly thinner face.

"You're a mess" said Firlan as he finished his meal and grabbed his drink.

"Aren't men like the trepes-trepes right now? I was just following the trend" replied Vira.

"You mean? you're deket same guy? who?" Firlan put another glass on the table.

"Well, how come? relax, Sir..." Vira directly piled up their second-hand dishes, and vented them into the sink.

"I don't have any intention of going out anymore. Afraid of heartache" said Vira, who began washing her cutlery.

"We're still dating, Vira. So you don't mess around," Firlan held onto Vira's arm, making the woman look up slightly and look at Firlan's face while her hands were filled with foam from dish soap.

"Who? am I fuckin' about it? not you? ah, anyways we're breaking? that means, I'm free from this painful relationship. Really nooo?" Vira raised the corner of her lips. Vira resumed her dishwashing.

"Break is rest, you know not rest? And rest doesn't mean breaking up!" Firlan's getting a little bit cuddly, fanash!

"Why do I say we break, so we can reflect on the meaning of our relationship, Vira..." Firlan tried to change Vira's mindset.

"Wearing? by walking with other girls, hmmm good idea too, huh?" Vira turned off the faucet and wiped her hands with a towel.

"You say that, you're jealous of me? means there's still a dear dong for me?"

"Not really," Vira flicked her lips, then she sauntered into the room.

"You haven't seen all this time my struggle to make in your heart? that's Evren, he's a year old!" firlan stopped Vira's steps.

"What does this have to do with Evren's son Amartha?" Vira turned to look at the man who made her very upset.

"Yes, my efforts to improve our relationship have been going on for more than a year..."

"Continue?"

"Yes, I want us to be the way we used to be." said Firlan.

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That's why some say, don't decide when you're emotional. What has been slid from the mouth will not be able to be pulled again.

The business of being an assistant, the man is indeed his master, but not with matters of feeling.

The handsome man with white skin walked over to his room. His debate with Vira this time made him think a little. If the woman turns out to often see him with Alia. Firlan threw her suit and tie towards the dirty basket she had in her room before she flushed her body under the warm water that came down from the shower like rainwater.

"Vira.." he muttered as he turned his face upwards with his eyes closed.

After a long time in the bathroom, Firlan came out while rubbing her head with a towel.

The man opened his closet choosing a white shirt with black shorts.

He threw his fresh body on the bed. Vira's words kept ringing in his ears.

"How could he say this relationship hurts?" firlan Mum.

"Me and Alia were not related, we met it in coincidence. When I was wrong, I used it to make you jealous. But it turns out I'm making this relationship even more complicated,"

Firlan began to close his eyes letting go of the fatigue that hit him today, as he had to reschedule all the meetings because the master was going on vacation.