Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
The Clumsy Morning

"Good morning, sir."

Jessy's sweet smile greeted me as I entered my study, although she was a bit clumsy. It must have been yesterday afternoon, I thought. And this is the first time something like this has happened. I also am not calm.

All morning, Jessy was agitated. Without me looking or just glancing, I knew Jessy was watching from behind a monitor that couldn't cover her entire face.

For some reason, there was a desire in my heart to see it. And that's right I did, Jessy immediately misbehaved when caught stealing a glance at me. When our eyes collide, he's like a man sprained by a small piece of ice, passing but still feeling.

He's so funny. Fucking adorable.

Oh my goodness, Rangga. Conscious.do not let yourself get swept away and carried away. Your secretary. And this was only because of the matter yesterday afternoon.

Yep, I know Jessy feels bad for me, she must be feeling very guilty.

"Why?"

"Emm? Eee. anu, sir."

"You want to explain about... What happened yesterday afternoon? Da? You want to apologize to me?"

Jessy looked down, she nodded in shame. "Yes, sir," he admitted. "I'm sorry about yesterday's incident."

"It's ok."

But Jessy looked different. His serenity and cheerfulness that I see everyday-today is clearly invisible. Shingles. It is like a sun that does not rise, does not emit its warm rays.

"You got a problem, Jess?"

Jessy shook her head, but her eyes answered my question. "Nothing, sir. Sorry."

"You don't have to lie. Don't worry."

"Emm...."

"What's wrong? Just tell me."

"Sorry, sir."

"It's okay. You've also heard of my problems."

Hmm.. His face remained bent ten. He seems to have some pretty complicated personal problems.

"Jess?"

"Eh? Yes, Sir."

Uh... Jessy was wrong. I feel uncomfortable too.

"Look at your face tense like this, not good, lo, Jess."

Hmm. he lowered his gaze. "I'm sorry, sir," he said.

"Yes, here it is. Let's finish our job first. Later, at lunch, we have lunch outside. Okay?"

Oh no sound escapes her sweet little lips. His pupils also widened.

"Rilex," I said.

Jessy nodded. "Yes, Sir. I. I try."

"Do I have to go out first? Or did I enter my private room first? You don't seem comfortable with me being here."

Waw! His head is very strong. "It's not so, sir. Excuse me. You misunderstood. I. I'm just not feeling well. Yeah, I'm not feeling well."

"Lo's? Why did you go to work?"

I honestly want to stand up to him. But it didn't. I hold on and I remind myself to keep boundaries. I feel like I better get into my private room, and leave Jessy alone. Maybe he needs space to himself.

"I'd better get into my room first, yeah. Just knock later if you need to."

Jessy was weak too. "Yes, sir," he said.

But...

Woek!

I'm stunned. I was just holding the doorknob of my private room when I heard Jessy's voice about to vomit.

"Sorry, sir."

"You okay? Would I take you to the hospital?

"No need, sir. I'm just nauseous."

"If you're sick, you better go home."

He shakes reluctantly. "I'll go to the toilet first, sir. Excuse me."

Ah, that girl is making me uneasy. His wuek sound was heard several times from outside the toilet door.