Ghost (FreenBecky)

The Rumor

3 years ago..

"Good morning, Khun Sarocha!" Employees bowed their bodies down, welcoming their 25 year old CEO, Sarocha Chankimha, inside the office.

"Morning," Freen passed them coldly as if they did not exist in the first place. When she had stepped inside her own room, everybody outside the room could finally heaved their sigh.

"Don't you think today is a bit odd?" Yha blurted out, speaking in a mostly inaudible voice.

Chin blinked his eyes, "Odd? Why?" he asked.

Yha clicked her tongue, "She's not usually in a bad mood.." she paused, looking at the door which was just being closed by Freen. "She looks kinda scary today.." she explained.

"Maybe she has a quarrel with Song?" Chin put his hand on his unseen beard.

"Like they always do," Yha said. Seconds later, a realization hit her. "Or.. maybe she heard about the rumor already.."

Chin cut Yha with his palm on her mouth, "Shut up, Yha!" he hissed. "Don't ever talk about that topic here, or else we might get fired!" he warned Yha.

Yha brushed Chin's hand off of her mouth, "What are you worrying about? I didn't even say their names!" she whispered.

"Still, better play safe," Chin said, "We won't know what he might do to us if he heard us talking about it again" he continued.

Yha nodded her head, quite frightened. "Okay," she said while taking a seat and starting to work.

Secret should be kept as a secret and rumor will only be a rumor when no one can prove it.

~

"How many times should I tell you that you must-"

"share my current location anytime and anywhere? I knew it, Babe" Song said, walking to Freen who was sitting on her desk, arms crossed.

"You do know how much I am worried about you, but still," Freen sighed when Song hugged her from behind, rubbing her head softly. "but still, you don't do it" she continued.

"Don't be so hard on her, Freen" Saint joined the conversation. He was sitting on the sofa across Freen's desk, sipping his cup of tea. "She might be yours, but she needs her own space too," he smiled.

Freen rolled her eyes, still feeling the rage inside her heart. Seeing that her girlfriend was in a very bad mood, Song loosened the hug and bowed down to give Freen a peck on her lips. "I promise I won't do it again. Don't be mad at me, okay? It's still in the morning yet you spent half of your energy being mad at me.." she said tenderly.

Getting such a loving attitude from her loved one made Freen could not help but to give in. "Alright," she said, her smile blooming slightly. This woman is too easy to handle, Song thought when she could finally get Freen's smile back on her face.

"However, it's not that easy.." Freen said, as if she could read what Song was thinking in her head. "You should marry me, then, I will not be mad at you anymore" she ended. Her words made Saint choke his tea and coughed a little.

Song was shocked too, but she remained calm. "Don't tell me that you want to marry me just to make me share my location every time?" she joked.

Freen shook her head, "Definitely, no'' she answered. "I am serious about it," she smiled, rubbing Song's hand lovingly.

"I might have died because of diabetes~" Saint said while getting up on his feet. "This kind of public display of affection made me want to puke," he jokingly added, simply breaking the love birds' serious talk.