Bridal Stain
Red Mark

In a special room like a kitchen that is only intended for drinking and brewing coffee, now Shasha and Grey stand face to face.

Shasha still put on her cynical face, she seemed to be so annoyed with Grey. But I don't know what made the girl upset with her best friend. Grey just looked at her in confusion.

“Quick tell the truth! Is there a relationship are you with Mr GM?” shasha asked with her face looking at Grey so seriously.

Grey was stunned by the question posed by his best friend. “M-you mean ... what relationship?”

Shasha clucked in annoyance, while draping her hands together on her chest. “Ck, don't be so stupid! Answer me honestly Anggreya! What is your relationship with Mr Aryo?!” the question is getting more serious and upset.

“Connect? ….” Grey is worried.

Hygiene ….

“Why silent?” shasha asked fiercely.

“Yes what should I answer? … My relationship with Mr. Aryo is only limited to superiors and subordinates. I'm just his employee and he's my boss,” Grey replied, as much as possible trying to look neutral.

“Are you seriously?” Shasha narrowed her eyes, as if probing Grey. Grey nodded nervously.

“Hm ...” Shasha throbbed in surprise, rubbed her chin, then looked back at Grey with an intimidating look.

“Then answer me! Why, Mr Aryo suddenly raised you as his assistant?”

"K-okou know about that, Sha?" tanya Grey is nervous.

“I know from his secretaries. And everybody's gossiping about you right now, Grey. So quickly be honest with me, what is the real relationship between you and Mr Aryo?!” shasha is so strong to know.

Grey clutched tightly onto his skirt, Really, he was really nervous and confused by all this.

"Oh my God, why the hell do bad things have to come to me?" his mind, feeling anxious.

“Actually, who the hell is Mr Aryo? How does it look like she has something to do with you?” search Shasha.

Grey finally could only breathe. He sighed softly, drowning lamenting the new problems he had to face.

“Alright, I'll be honest with you,” Grey. “But ... You have to promise me."

"What promise?" shasha asked, folding both hands on the chest.

"You must promise, that you will keep this a secret, and will not divulge it to anyone!” said Grey.

Shasha fell silent, then glanced cynically while glaring bitterly. "Hm, okay, I promise. But watch out for you, if you don't reveal everything, I'll be mad at you!" he poked his lips.

"Yes, Shasha!"

"Well, let's quickly tell you your secret!"

“But not now ... later, the break I will tell you everything is the same as you,” Grey said with his face turned sad.

***

Throughout Grey's story, Shasha's face looks fickle, ranging from moaning, astonishment, confusion, disbelief. And the words he uttered were only. “Wah, seriously?, time anyway?, crazy!, huh, what?! Astagfirullah!, Woah Parah!”

And the more Grey told me everything, the more Shasha couldn't have thought of it.

“So, he went to London just because it was cut off the same, lo?” ask Shasha.

“Sttt …. Don't be so loud!” grey said slowly, with great emphasis. Shasha hurriedly closed her mouth, then spoke more slowly even sounding half whispered.

“Certainly, now he lifts you to be his assistant and you want to?” ask Shasha slowly.

“I don't want to, but he's the one! I rejected him, even I rejected him harshly, but yes. That's why I'm actually not at home working here, want to resign,” lamented Grey cut his lips.

"Yes, if you resign, it is not good that you are in a toxic environment like this."

“Iya I want to rush to resign, but my responsibility is the same project that I can not currently stay so, so. Anyway finished the project this month, I have to resign from here,” said Grey full of determination.

“OK, I support lo, Yes.”

After talking for a long time at the caffeshop, the two of them returned to the lobby to go up the elevator to the floor where the study was located. And when they arrive at the workspace, coinciding with the clock coming to work again, they are all now focusing on their respective work, seriously struggling in front of the computer desk.

When Grey was busy making a design for his project, Anton suddenly stood in front of him.

“Nona Grey, you are called Mr. Aryo to face his room,” Anton said politely and formally.

Grey clucked in annoyance. “Moreover the heck!” slowly rutuknya.

He tiptoed from his seat, left his job and hurriedly stepped away to meet the call of the thickest GM.

With tempers churning in his chest, Grey forgot his royal tatoo as an officer. He walked with long steps full of anger, then without knocking on the door of Aryo's room, he immediately opened it violently, grumbling with annoyance.

“Aryo! Actually what the hell is ka—” His words hang just like that, when both eyes found a middle-aged man who was sitting chatting with Aryo on the sofa.

Aryo and the middle-aged man, gazing confusedly at Grey who was standing in the doorway, were holding the doorknob. While looking surprised.

Both of Grey's cheeks immediately flushed to hold the embarrassment that was very tight chest.

He nervously lowered his head, apologized and turned to close the door, undoing his intention to meet Aryo.

Meanwhile, Anton who had just arrived because he had been walking leisurely, the man innocently said. “Loh, Miss Grey isn't in?”

Grey looked up. “Why didn't you say?!” grey asked in annoyance.

Anton knitted his eyebrows together feeling confused not understanding. “What did I say?”

Grey clucking. “Why not say that there is a client in Pak Aryo?!” said annoyed.

“Really? Oh he has come yes,” reply because actually Anton did not know that there are people inside.

“Then, Miss Grey just wait in my room, there,” Anton said pointing to her study not far from where they were standing.

Grey, too, walked into Anton's study just like that. And when he entered the workspace owned by Secretary Anton, it turns out that the room is still connected to Aryo's room, just blocked by a large enough clear glass.

Not wanting to see the whereabouts of Aryo and his client over there, Grey sat his body on a sofa that was near a shelf closet. He shakes his face while cursing his stupidity.

“Yeah, why the hell should be so shy!” regrettably, stuck his foot hard on the floor.

After waiting for almost half an hour, Aryo finally came to him in Anton's workspace. Anton who is busy with a laptop at his desk, he was told to get out first by Aryo. And now in the room there are only Aryo and Grey both.

“What did you call me?!” tanya Grey is so sniffy.

Aryo did not immediately answer, he even looked at the wonder of Grey's appearance is different from usual.

“Grey, are you sick?” aryo asked as if worried.

Grey shakes his face. “Do not switch the conversation!”

“T-but why do you look so pale, are you sick or cold?” aryo asked still curious.

Grey did not reply.

“My answer, Grey. You're okay ‘kan?” aryo asked, trying to get closer.

“Stop! Don't come any closer. I'm here to fulfill your call not to mind my health or my appearance!”

“Quick say! What did you call me here huh?!”

Aryo fell silent, then smiled grinning. “Ya for especially if not to see you, and make sure that you still obey me,” he replied lightly.

“What?!” Grey was wide-eyed, unable to understand what he had heard from the mouth of the man in front of him.

He shook his head in annoyance. “What kind of manager are you, calling your employees with unclear reasons, until your employee leaves his job!”

“If nothing matters, next time don't call me!” exclaim Grey is full of emphasis. He then walked away from the room in annoyance.

However, Aryo back in action, the man was about to pull Grey's back shirt to hold him away, but his hand even accidentally pulled the rectangular veil that Grey was wearing. With his tricks and speed, the man accidentally removed the hood, until now the pentul needle embedded in the gray hood was lost somewhere, and the hood was so disheveled.

Grey was surprised. "Argh! Aryo! What are you doing!" Grey hastily confirmed the return of his quadrilateral veil, closing it to his head, with a thumping feeling uncharacteristic, added to the growing resentment in his chest.

"Argh! Lost the needle!" his grunts stared in annoyance at Aryo.

 Aryo pegged in place, his feet as if glued to the floor he was on. His facial expression changed so cengo. He was shocked at what he had just seen on the neck of Anggreya.

Grey is still confused as to where his pentul needle fell, and now his two neutrals catch a sparkle from under Anton's desk. Turns out his pentul needle's down there. Hurriedly Grey picked it up and pinned it again under his chin.

"You're too much, Aryo!" exclaiming Grey was disappointed, because Aryo's attitude this time was really outrageous.

Aryo was still silent in his daydream. A glimpse of Grey's neck full of kiss mark marks.

"How can the mark be on his neck?" aryo muttered in his heart.

"What mark on your neck is that, Grey?" aryo asked suddenly, instantly making Grey buy both eyes, feeling dumbfounded.

Hygiene …. There was no sound in the middle of both.

Until in the end, Grey chose to turn his back on Aryo with his thumping feelings.

Both of Aryo's eyes looked reddened, there was a flurry of anger he felt. His hands clenched tightly. The man stared intently at Grey's back.

And when Grey was about to set foot to leave from there, Aryo's hand first blocked Grey's wrist, making Grey immediately turn his head in annoyance.

“What did Vishnu do?” aryo asked, looking full of emotion at Grey's eyes.

Grey was silent, a little embarrassed if he admitted it.

“My answer, Anggreya!” his jolt is getting emotional.

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