Chapter 19: Ch 18 Still Talkative
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"Helena?"
"What are you doing here with a Chairman?" Helena asked Delima.
"We were in a meeting, Mr. Andre want to change of atmosphere in the meeting, the office was very quiet. So they asked to move to the Hotel," Delima replied casually.
"Why oyo?" asked Helena.
"Because here is the cheapest and closest to our office," explained Delima with shrugs indifferently. "What's wrong with Oyo?" Delima asked Helena.
Getting the question instantly made Helena flinch, she didn't know how to answer, and in the end, Helena decided to yawn, pretending not to care so much.
"Nothing!" said Helena as she approached Alan, then leaned on him.
Helena tugged at Alan's shirt, whispering Gently.
"Let's go home. I'm already sleepy!"
Helena whispered. Although others could hear it, they looked casually, as if they hadn't heard it.
"Yeah, then... Goodbye for now," Alan said, shaking their hands one to one.
"Are you guys going home?"
Helena instantly petrified as she heard a voice she was very familiar with was standing behind her. Helena grabbed Alan's arm tighter because she was too scared.
"Helena? Don't you want to go home and rest early?" the man asked kindly but like a thunderbolt to Helena.
Helena didn't want to be regarded as a liar, so her Boss no longer believed her. Because a few hours ago, she went home earlier than the others, then met her Boss before entering the Elevator.
At that time, Helena did not lie about herself being exhausted and wanted to rest early. However, she didn't expect it to even be like this.
"I borrowed Helena's motorcycle just now. So I told her to rest here because she looked exhausted and I just came back from my business," Alan explained, which is one hundred percent lying.
"So, apparently you guys know each other," Bastian said as he nodded.
He noticed Helena's hand still hugging Alan's arm.
Helena immediately let go of her embrace and acted awkwardly, feeling that she was being watched. It was as if she was a lover who was caught dating another man. Helena's behavior is indeed a little exaggerated just because of embarrassment.
"Never mind, Helena go home with Alan, you're already so sleepy!" said Delima before they became longer in the Hotel lobby.
"Did you guys go home on a motorcycle?" asked Bastian. Alan nodded in response.
"It's already midnight, poor Helena." Bastian said.
Delima, who understood Bastian's intentions, immediately took over the conversation before a misunderstanding occurred.
"Helena, you'd better go home by car with Mr. Bastian. It's too late and also quite dangerous. After all, you are exhausted, you may fall," Delima explained in detail so as not to happen unwanted things.
"Mrs. Delima is right," Alan agreed with Delima's remarks.
"But, our house is different in direction, anyways, where can I be delivered continuously by Mr. Bastian?" Helena looked reluctant, and she didn't have enough reason to refuse kindness.
"It's okay, instead of something bad happening to you." Alan tried to convince the girl.
"Then how about you, Delima?" asked Helena.
"My husband is already on the road, he will arrive soon. Then you can go home first," Said Delima.
Helena turned to Alan and Bastian, momentarily unmoved before she asked again.
"Didn't I bother Mr. Bastian?" asked Helena hesitantly.
"I offer you a ride, that means I'm ready to be bothered."
Helena turned to Alan again, and then she got a nod from him. Which Alan had agreed with the advice of Delima.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, okay? Then we can have breakfast in Indomaret," Alan said, gently rubbing the top of Helena's head.
After that, Helena carried a tote bag, an empty lunch place, and a crackle containing the wrapped chicken.
Helena said goodbye, then followed Bastian to the parking lot. There was a car that he was riding in this morning. The car was not there when Alan and Helena arrived a few hours ago.
"Come in," Bastian said, opening the door for Helena.
"I can go in by myself, Sir!" said Helena, unhappy at Bastian's treatment that seemed excessive to make her embarrassed.
"Ouch...." Not even 1 minute after saying that, Helena tripped over her own feet when she wanted to enter and fell.
"I can do it by myself sir!" insisted Helena once again when Bastian was about to help her.
Bastian, who saw Helena's behavior, could only surrender. He chose to enter the driver's section. There, he noticed Helena, who was tidying up.
"Does your leg hurt?" asked Bastian.
"Nope," Helena replied quickly.
Bastian knows why Helena has grumpy right now. The girl was sleepy because forcing her eyes to open made the girl out of focus and become more sensitive. His nephew is like that if disturbed when fatigued, even worse.
Bastian didn't speak anymore. He immediately drove the car away from the Hotel area, towards the boarding house he had just come to this morning.
"Sir, are you really a good guy or just messing around?" asked Helena, opening the car window.
"No, I'm not," Bastian replied as he closed the window again through the controls near the driver.
"No?" asked Helena looking at Bastian resentfully for closing the window again.
"Yeah, I am not a good person or just playing tricks on you," Bastian replied.
He brought his body closer to Helena, then asked.
"May I lower your seat so you can lean on it?" suggested Bastian and got a nod from the girl.
After lying down, Helena asked again.
"Then, why do you want to take me home?"
"Hahaha, you are too chatty for a sleepy person." Bastian then replied.
"I just feel that I can help," Bastian replied lightly.
"So, you often give rides to your employees? How poor your girlfriend, Sir!" Helena exclaimed, still paying attention to Bastian, especially since her position is quite comfortable.
"Not really, cause I rarely meet the distressed. Usually, they are quite smart. If it rains they was book an online taxi," Bastian replied casually.
"What does this have to do with my girlfriend anyway?" asked Bastian to Helena, who had been sullen because Bastian's answer seemed to say that Helena was stupid.
"Ya, she was miserable because her boyfriend delivered another girl, just two in the car. I would have been angr if it was mey!" replied Helena, slowly closing her eyes.
"That's if you're my girlfriend, unfortunately it's not," Bastian chuckled.
"That's just a parable, does your girlfriend never angry at you?" asked Helena with her eyes closed.
"First, be mad just because of that is so childish, it concerns safety. And second, I don't have a girlfriend."
"Such a liar," Helena retorted again, even though her eyes had closed tightly.
"I don't like complicated relationships, like what you say. If I had a girlfriend, she would have sulked at me cause delivered you," Bastian said.
He turned to Helena, then found that the girl had already fallen asleep quietly. Bastian became a fool for talking to people who slept.
"Huh... She was too noisy, even in a semi-conscious state."
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