Chapitre 12: chapter 12
"I want to go home!" Amira had entered Rafa's room and was standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips.
Rafa who was silent slightly looked up when the woman suddenly entered. "What did you say? Your work here isn't done yet, beautiful lady! You haven't even done anything for me yet."
Hearing that Amira got even more angry, her eyes lit up with anger.
"What do you expect again with my presence here, Rafa? Aren't you satisfied enough after you succeeded in achieving your goals and desires? You've managed to dismantle Reyhan's affair so that my heart breaks even more. Satisfied, right?"
Amira regulates the rate of breath mixed with anger in her chest, she was only discussing her heart, she deliberately didn't mention Rafa's reckless attitude in the meeting room because she felt it was none of her business. After all, Reyhan will be the one to bear the shame, not him.
"But I want you to be here!" Rafa said while widening his eyes, eyes filled with Amira's beautiful face which seemed to hold the wound behind her anger.
Amira then turned her face away, once again she tried to divert Reyhan's damn name in her heart and mind so that her sadness would not be suspected.
"I'm tired, I want to go home!" Amira concluded.
Rafa snapped his left finger as a sign, "Give me your sincere kiss, then I'll let you go home."
Ishkk, this one human! Irritating!
Amira grumbled in her heart, but she still took a step forward and finally sat beside Rafa in order to get away from the man as soon as possible.
"Must be sincere!" Rafa said while watching Amira's angry face starting to turn red, her eyes couldn't look away at all. Staying glued as if you don't want to lose the chance to see that beautiful face in the slightest.
After catching her breath, and reassuring herself many times, Amira began to move. Slowly, her face moved forward.
There was a moment of hesitation in which the woman paused and looked at Rafa's face dubiously.
"You're so slow!" Rafa's firm intonation voice sounded faintly in Amira's ears, but the breath felt so real against her face. Now the distance between the two of them is no more than two inches. It was so close that Amira could see Rafa's firm jaw, which was covered with thin, brownish-black hairs.
Because he couldn't stand Amira's slow movements, finally Rafa forced the woman to make their lips stick together. Amira gasped before finally closing her eyes.
Silence for a moment.
There hasn't been the slightest movement apart from their lips that are already attached to each other, Rafa chooses to stay silent waiting for Amira's aggressiveness to come, while Amira is very confused about what to do.
Even though when they were dating, they had kissed many times, and they had also had an illicit relationship before. But Amira also can't take the initiative to the person she doesn't love anymore.
Part of the woman's heart kept refusing to do things she didn't like, if possible Amira wanted to scream and rebel.
It is undeniable that Reyhan's name, which is still perfectly engraved in Amira's heart, is also the impetus for her attitude in rejecting Rafa, even though the man has injured Amira many times. However, it is difficult for Amira to erase traces of her love for Reyhan in this short time.
"You want to play me, huh?" Rafa pushed Amira's shoulder hard with a jerking language until Amira jumped nervously, and Rafa's hand gripping her shoulder also succeeded in making Amira's body suddenly tremble.
"Sorry, I was out of focus. Let me repeat it again," he said nervously, of course he couldn't concentrate let alone focus. When her heart is in such turmoil, how can Amira give a maid even if it's just a kiss.
Rafa had got up from the sofa while scooping his face a little rough, the man walked towards his work chair and ended up throwing his body.
"No need to continue, immediately meet Adit outside. And ask him to take you home."
"Eummm ...." Amira mumbled while putting on an uncomfortable face, even though she felt very happy to be free from the man's snare.
"Go out!". Rafa snapped then.
"W-okay!" Amira immediately took the bag which she placed on the single sofa table not far from where she was sitting now. He quickly left Rafa's room before the man changed his mind again.
According to Rafa's orders, the woman returned home, accompanied by Adit. But the car driven by the man did not stop at the hotel where he had been staying all this time.
On Rafa's orders, Adit took Amira to a three-story luxury residence with a large garden that the children could use to play soccer.
"Where are we?" The woman asked in surprise when Adit was removing the man's seatbelt.
Adit looked flat, then leaned slightly towards Amira until the woman had to back her face so as not to touch.
"This is your new house, miss, starting today you will live in this place," he said as he unbuckled Amira's seatbelt.
"With Rafa!" The woman asked again, she was a little annoyed at the cursed thoughts she had wandered into thinking that Adit kissed her, how could that man dare.
"I don't know, it's clear that Mr. Rafa has been very busy with his work lately, maybe he will come if there is something urgent that needs to be done."
Adit looked at Amira with a meaningful grin, making the woman half chuckle and want to slap her on the cheek. "You perverted secretary."
Amira opened the car door and closed it tightly until Adit gasped, the man just shook his head patiently at the attitude of his young lady.
"This house is so luxurious." Amira muttered under her breath, her eyes wide open while praising the luxury of the house in her heart.
When her neutral was accidentally exposed to the sun, Amira suddenly felt dizzy, her eyes began to blur, her vision was blurry and her surroundings became fireflies.
Amira continued to neutralize her vision and consciousness while neutralizing her suddenly dazed body, she gripped the car's rearview mirror in order to maintain her standing position.
Unfortunately, Amira was no longer able to support her own weight, she was like a fisherman and then began to enter the pitch dark room with a cry of consciousness.
Brugh!
The woman's body collapsed on the side of the car wheel, she couldn't feel anything anymore.
To be continued.
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