Be My Bu ~ Be My Beloved
DPR Chapter 7

Dew fell silent in front of the mirror, lamenting her puffy eyes from crying all night. He wondered why it could be so sweet to a man. It's not that he never dated, when he was in college he was in love with a friend named Oskar. However, it turned out that it was not love, he still could not even erase Rain's name in his heart.

Dew rubbed his puffy eyes, until he suddenly heard the sound of water droplets falling from the sky. The girl turned her head, stared for a moment at the window of her room and walked over. He opened the curtains, his face was sad to see the rain that morning.

“How can I forget you, if the rain always reminds me of you, Rain.”

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“Ah ... shit!” Bump Rain when he got off the car because his shoulder was hit by water droplets. He looked up to see the roof of the company lobby of his papa leaked then waved towards the security guard.

“Tell me the authorized part to fix this,” he said flat then went inside.

Rain was famous for never being friendly and even seemed cold to his subordinates. He did not even call the smiles of the employees who passed him. Rain breezed into the elevator and headed straight for the study. He took off his suit button, and raised his eyebrows to see who was standing in front of his room.

“You must immediately find the secretary Sir,” said Beni, a man who has been a secretary for decades Scales-Papanya.

The man with four children even deliberately coughed in front of Rain, acting like what the Scale had suggested to him yesterday.

“You pretended to be whiny, if you can cough until convulsions in front of Rain.”

Beni recalls Scale's suggestion. At first he was only asked by his superiors to be Rain's temporary secretary. Scale felt Beni could give good and precise direction regarding the company to Rain, when the boy was just working at PG Factory. However, over time Rain instead felt comfortable with the presence of Beni nearby. This made Scale afraid that his favorite secretary would be captured by the son.

“I am old Sir, being a secretary Pak Skala and your secretary makes me lack of rest time, I still want to live to have six grandchildren,” said Beni memelas.

Rain who was busy hanging his suit was also feeling pity. He turned to Beni who was flickering, the man coughed again while holding his chest.

“Why? why not stop being papa's secretary and just be my secretary?” ask Rain.

“Pak, all directors have secretaries who are the same age as them. You also have to find a secretary who is the same age as you, ” replied Beni.

“Why should be the same age?”

“In order to balance the thinking and dynamism of how Mr.” works

Rain sighed then pat Beni on the shoulder, he looked at the man deeply as if he wanted to convey that in fact he did not want Beni's position to be replaced, but Rain also could not bear to remember the man was indeed as old as the Scale.

“Then find me a new secretary who is fit to replace you!” pinta Rain's.

“So, I'll accept it as long as he goes into your qualifiers. Just rate it according to your experience as a secretary. As long as he doesn't talk much, I don't like chatty people.”

"Like someone I met yesterday," Inner Rain.

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Dew evaporated, he took off the glasses that had been two hours ago perched on his face. He squirmed, breaking his neck to the left and right. His hand almost grabbed the coffee cup on the table which he did not realize was running out. Raising his middle and index fingers, Dew called the cafe waiter to order another drink.

Closing the laptop, Dew tried to check the phone that he had not touched at all. No one sent him a message, until he would put it in the bag of a call from the hotel where he worked.

“What's up?”

“Bu Dewun, someone is looking for you at the hotel,” replied the receptionist who contacted.

“Who?” dewun asked doubtfully, could it be his grandfather or grandmother. Because other than his family no one knew he had returned to Indonesia.

“Di-he's a model.”

“Model?” Dew even more astonished, since when he had the acquaintance of a model.

Despite the slight confusion, the Dew still packed. He did not even drink the coffee he had just ordered because he was curious about the figure of the model who was looking for him at the hotel.

“What did you tell him when you were looking for me?” Dewun recalled his question to the receptionist who contacted him earlier.

“As you requested, I said you are just on vacation and staying at this hotel.”

Arriving at the hotel Dewun go directly inside. She laughed at herself for almost forgetting that her grandmother was a former artist and model.

Dewun already thought that the grandmother had come to see him there. Until his forehead frowned to find a man sitting on the sofa in the lobby wearing sunglasses. The man even immediately sat up straight when he saw it coming.

“He's looking for you,” said the receptionist to him earlier.

The girl approached with hesitant steps, Dew wanted to ascertain who the man looking for her was. His mouth instantly formed a large O as the man breathed his glasses.

“Bubu,” greet the man.