Affair With CEO
Mystery man
“Mama Radit,” murmured slowly while staring at the ceiling of the room.
After messing up her husband's wedding party, she never wanted to find out who the woman who became her husband's second wife. But hearing the words of the child who seemed to know the woman, inevitably made him curious.
“Mother said, she's a widow in front of the house. But every time I come to mother's house I never meet ya.”
“But his face is not foreign. Like I've seen it.”
Kirana is at war with curiosity with her husband's second wife. The initial intention to sleep so failed because the soul of the detective appeared.
His hands play mobile phones play Facebook and Instagram. For a long time he never opened a social media account owned.
“Loh no?” her question was a little confused because looking for her husband's name did not exist. “Do not block me,” he continued guessing.
More and more the curiosity in his heart when he saw the social media account of the husband inaccessible.
Soon he made a new account, did not forget to take photos of women in sexy clothes and open to be used as a profile photo.
After the account was created, she immediately did a search for the husband's account.
Z Pranadipa's.
This is not a commonly used account, it looks like a new account.
It wasn't the name that surprised him, but rather the profile photo that was attached there.
A small family photo with two boys about five years old and one toddler, maybe six or seven months old.
Immediately sent a friend request to the account of the husband and his second wife.
“Mama Radit, who the hell!” he said annoyed himself.
Viewed by the profile picture of the small family. The faces of the two adults were very happy.
This is unwanted. If he forced to find out then the heartache received would deepen.
Not that he did not want to know, he was just keeping his heart, mind even mental to stay fine.
“One time you, Mas Zidan. I'm with you from zero until we can have all of this. But why when the material has been obtained precisely your heart began to branch?”
Long wait no notification entered, making him throw the origin of the phone into the next bed.
“Enak once you are happy while I you leave with such injuries.”
Kirana chose sleep to calm her mind.
...✿✿✿...
Half-seven in less than ten minutes, the car that was driven had already arrived at the school.
Kirana came down and took her children to the yard.
The views of the mothers there panned curiously looking at her neat and beautiful appearance.
“Eh, Miss Kirana, come here. Beautiful today,” greet Irma with a friendly smile.
Kirana immediately approached the group of mothers.
“Ah, Ms. Irma can aja.”
Her appearance this morning was really pretty with thin makeup and beautiful hair. Very different from usual who only wore a negligee and a plain face without makeup.
“Where are you going, Bu?”
“Work, Ms. Irma.”
The smile on Diana's lips looked sinister. Moreover, hearing his confession that worked made his smile even more look disdainful.
“Lho is working. Have you divorced Mr Zidan? Kasian really, Miss Kirana,” he said spicy without feeling.
Kirana kept showing off a smile on her face.
“Bu Diana carelessly when talking. Don't do it, Mom! You are not thinking about it first,” jolted Bu Irma staring at Diana growled.
“Nothing, Ms. Irma. I go first yes, afraid late later.”
“Please, Miss Kirana. Be careful on the road,” said Irma slowly, there is a sense of compassion drawn from the look of her face.
Soon Kirana rushed away because she did not want to hear any more hurtful words that Diana was about to say.
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“Good morning.”
Throughout entering the office, the warm greeting from the employees made Kirana smile.
Vim.
Today it all started.
New start.
New occupation.
Towards the twentieth floor, it takes an access card that was obtained yesterday from Riyanto.
After arriving at the top there happens to be an OB who is cleaning. From the name tag attached it says his name is Sumini.
“Good morning Bu Sumini.”
“Good morning, Miss Kirana. I got a message from Mr. Riyanto, this is my mother's desk. Pantry is at the end of the hall turn right, can make coffee for Mr. Ken there,” obviously the middle-aged woman as instructed.
Kirana nodded and threw a faint smile. “Still, Bu.”
Immediately his feet stepped towards the Pantry making coffee as he had been told before.
A cup of black coffee without sugar. After he finished he immediately rushed back and his body jumped in shock from seeing inside the room there was already a person.
He's bowing.
“Sorry, Mr. Ken. I think you haven't come,” he said disinclined for not knocking on the door.
“Put it on the table,” say it with a heavy voice. “This you learned first. And please also this archive according to time.” I pulled out some thick documents.
“Good, Sir.” His hand immediately took the document. “I'm sorry, Mr.”
Kirana immediately sat down at her desk and began to study the job as per jobdesk.
He must inspect the entire work of each division before submission, arrange a meeting schedule, make a contract letter, negotiate and perform tasks related to cooperation.
Nothing has been heard the sound of breathing that looks heavy. It turns out that the job of a secretary is not easy and a little heavy compared to being a regular staff.
Salaries and benefits received are large, but the responsibilities carried are also large. He silently grimaced realizing his stupidity.
Of course all of that is commensurate reciprocity.
He encourages himself. His eyes refocused on reading every explanation that was written.
One document is complete, now he must archive the document according to the order. It didn't take long, about an hour later everything was ready.
His eyes glanced at the watch on his wrist. Half-eleven, there was still about two hours of rest.
His hand knocked on the door of the CEO's room and entered after getting approval.
“Everything is done, Sir.”
The man immediately took the documents. He looked up to look at his new secretary. Beautiful face with lips that always bring a smile.
“Why Pak?” kirana asked as the man looked at her.
“Oh, sorry. Just surprised, really cepet,” said flat.
Kirana smiled faintly. “Moreover I can do, Sir?”
The man handed me another document. “That's a job from the marketing division, try you check and give a small paper noted if anything less interesting.”
Kirana nodded. “Good Sir.”
“Pak Ken lunch to order food or eat out?” Kirana asked before leaving the room.
“Lunch outside.”
After Kirana's departure, the man smiled faintly like he was hiding something.
Aska Kendrick Rusady, who are you?
To Be Continue ....