WANTED : YOU

Chapter 15 : Dumplings

"Good morning, sir!"

"Great morning, too. How's your weekend?"

I asked, feeling my own voice seems jumping in an unexplainable joy, as I stopped from my track for a moment after I did my greetings at one of my staffs whose eyes were now all open wide, my brow raising up, wondering if I just said something odd.

But I just shrugged it off for I don't have any spare time to think about it in such a wonderful day like this.

After that friendly talk, if that was even considered as one because as far as I remember I never did something like that with my staffs before since all in my head was all pure business so if ever I had to encourage even a small talk with any one of them, it's rather about reports from every department, proposals, new ideas and strategies, anything regarding about business nothing more.

Then I walk straight in my office, greeting my secretary with a smile who was now standing from his seat and follows me at my desk.

"Hey! Did something happened?"

Man asked from behind me while me, casually walking, but really I feel like both my feet, each had wings, until settling myself on the comfort of my swivel chair.

"Happened?"

I asked back while leaning my back, swirling a bit my seat, my elbow I propped on the table, tapping the wood, absent-minded with my fingers, then thinks hard.

"Nothing."

My response after few seconds before my hand reaches for the first folder that was already on my desk, flipping it and starts reading the contents.

"Nothing?"

I heard him asked again.

"Yes. Why?"

I inquire, my eyes moves fast, comprehending everything what's on the papers I was currently holding.

"You seemed odd."

That made me stop from what I have been doing, looking up at last yet at his so confused expression.

A low chuckle then comes out after seeing his face before opening my mouth.

"The one who's looking more oddly here is you."

Before averting my gaze back on the papers.

"You never greeted back your employees, with a smile like that before, moreover talking and asking about their lives like it was your normal. What really happened to you? Just last time I saw you, you were pacing back and forth here, stressed out, phone almost glued to your hands like almost every hour while fast dialing until I thought it will start burning and calling someone I don't know who that made you act out of your self and out of your mind and you almost fly out of this room to God knows where but I remember you said you were going to hunt someone down."

"Ow...."

"Is that it? After everything I've just said, is that the only word you have to say?"

I finally look at him, leaving the papers aside as I clasped my fingers together, propping comfortably my arms on the wooden table.

"That three days of hell? Is that what you mean?"

"Hell?"

"Yes! I didn't even know that brat could turned those three days of mine so easily upside down."

"Brat? You mean... Tine?"

"Ahmm."

I only hummed, though I felt the side of my lips quirks up just thinking about my silly boy.