The Trap of Love Assistant Gesrek
Must Hold Emotions

Lama Firlan was silent.

"Hello?" alia's soft voice sounded back.

"How, huh? I just got home. I'm sorry my work is so much, because Mr. Satya is on vacation. And you know your own daily life as an assistant" Firlan explained.

"Oh, fine then. Have a good rest,"

"May you recover quickly" said Firlan, then switched off the phone.

Firlan let out a sigh of relief as she managed to bring out a reasonable excuse to Alia. His main goal is now to eat with Vira, and that should not fail.

That carefree and joyful happy heart was what Firlan felt at this moment.

"Akh, I'm like a husband who is expected to come home by his beloved wife" he said as he tidied his hair and suit before getting out of the car.

"My look has to be perfect!" firlan said that then pressed the lock button on his car key.

Firlan immediately knocked on Vira's rented door. The man tidied up a bit of his suit before someone opened the door for him.

Bete Vira's face was nongol from behind the door. Firlan wasted no time, she immediately gawked in.

"Ck, it's like he's at home!" vira's grumble is upset with Firlan's behavior.

"Hey, ex! wash your hands before you hold food!" exclaiming Vira tailed behind Firlan who was walking towards the dining table.

"Yes, I know!" Firlan said as she lifted her thumb.

Firlan took off her suit, attached it to the chair she was about to sit on. The man then opened the water tap in the sink, soaked his hands with soap and washed his hands thoroughly.

While Vira was eating the food he had bought and poured fresh orange ice from a jug made of glass into a high clear glass.

"Vira, rice.." said Firlan who sat in his chair.

"Take it yourself,"

"Don't you see? I washed my hands. Come on, the guest is the sultan!" firlan.

"A forced sultan huh?" chirps Vira.

"I'm hungry" protested Firlan, because his request was not met by Vira.

With 5-centimeter-long lips, Vira took the rice for Firlan, and placed the white plate in front of the annoying man who had ravaged the heart of a Vira Anugrah.

"Thank you" said Firlan.

Vira sat down opposite the man. He took a roast chicken

"Where did you buy it?" ask Firlan who took the chicken grilled part of the thigh and put it on the rice on her plate.

"At the food stall, when was he at the building store?" chirp Vira who took sambel and fresh cucumber.

"Why is he so jutek like this? sshh, patient Firlan, patient.." inner Firlan. He put on his sweetest smile. But the one who saw it scrunched his forehead, astonished. Usually Firlan would be wailing or at least she would fend off Vira's curse with her scathing speech.

"Why?" firlan asked as she saw Vira looking at him with a strange look.

"Nothing. Who is also interested. Very pede!"

But Firlan clearly knew that Vira was being amazed by her mouth brake at the moment. And Firlan was so happy that she ended up occasionally stealing glances at him.

"The roasting chicken is delicious, and I love it" said a confused Firlan looking for a topic.

"The chicken is delicious" said Vira.

"The orange is also sweet" Firlan continued.

"Yes, it must be, if the bitter is life!" chirps Vira.

Firlan seemed tormented holding back her emotions at hearing Vira's annoying answer. But he has to be patient and keep holding back so as not to concede.

"Oh, huh? how was your day?" ask Firlan while condescending her grilled chicken

"My day? meaning?"

"Yes means , um. I mean, what have you been doing all day?" Firlan withstood the emotion.

"As usual, ngajar les.." said Vira who was indifferent to feed grilled chicken with chili and rice in one mouthful.

"Udah know!" vira Serobots.

"Jeez, verily, the Vira is saying it!" inner Firlan thrashed.

And their dinner ended with an iced orange drink that Vira deliberately added a lot of ice cubes to make the cold last.

Although he had eaten but Vira's mouth was still chewy snack, Firlan only shook his head to see the woman he was seizing his heart.

At 8 p.m., Firlan said goodbye to go home. Vira shuts the door and goes back to her room. Laying himself on a soft mattress that makes him instantly sleepy.

And elsewhere.

Gusti, who had finished his dinner with Gia, was forced to follow where the little girl had gone.

"Where's Gia taking Papi?" ask Gusti, but Gia doesn't answer. He just pulled the papi's hand.

"Penny you go back to your room. Because I was wanting to be with Papi" Gia told her nanny.

"Okay, Non.." replied Penny.

"Gia want to play?" gia asked Gusti when Gia invited him to a special room to play.

"There's something Gia wants to show Papi" said the little girl who made Gusti enter the room filled with girls' toys.

"What does Gia want to show you? hem?" ask Gusti.

"Close Papi's eyes!" gia told Gusti to close his eyes with one hand.

"Why close your eyes?

"Just do it, Papi.." whine Gia.

"Well, papi will close his eyes. But Gia don't take Gia's hand off the papi, okay?" Gusti.

"Yes yes. Gia is not going to be separated. Now close your eyes" said Gia. Gusti finally complied.

Gia leads the papi to walk slowly towards a corner in the room that Gia uses to express her feelings.

"Now open Papi's eyes!"

Then Gusti opened his eyes and saw something covered in white cloth.

"Open, Pih..." Gia told her papi to open the cover.

And Gusti danced the end of the cloth down. And it looks like a very beautiful painting.

"Is this Gia who made it?" ask Gusti.

"Not only Gia but also Aunt Vira" replied Gia.

"So this is the work of you two?"

"Hu 'm..." Gia nodded.

Gia asked Gusti to sit down. And Gia took the painting to give it to her father.

Gusti saw one woman in an outih shirt in the middle of the flower garden.

"It's mommy." said Gia.

Gusti's eyes immediately glazed over, he knew Gia must have missed the mother figure so much in her life.

"Well, papi thinks it's Gia." said Gusti who wiped the tears in one corner of his eye.

"No. But this is the mami ... mami that Gia always misses," said Gia pointed to a female figure painted from the back side.

"here, Honey..." Gusti peeped his son's head.

"Mommy would be proud to have a child like Gia. And mami will always be in the hearts of both of us" Gusti said as he hugged Gia. He drifts away in longing and sadness, but Gusti must not show it to Gia.

Gusti paraded the bodies of the two, he showed the painting in his hand.

"We have to put up this painting" Gusti said.

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