
Hanna rushed to Damian's room. Miss Siska nodded in greeting, Hanna replied with a friendly smile. At the secretary's desk he was looking maybe in the waiting room of the secretary there was a newspaper, it was not there. His heart was relieved. He went straight into Damian's room.
Damian was reading a newspaper, behind which was news of a missing person. Hanna was surprised to see it.
“Damian, there are guests outside looking for you,” exclaimed Hanna, walking closer to her desk Damian.
“Guest? Why didn't Miss Siska tell you?” damian asked, still reading the paper. Hanna saw Damian open the next page. His heart is pounding.
“Damian, let's try to see the guest first,” Hanna said again. Damian looked at him now.
“Just let the guest come in, why do I have to go out?” ask Damian.
“It's okay the occasional host who welcomes his guests,” persuade Hanna.
“Who is the guest?” damian asked, folding the paper and keeping it on the table. He got up from his seat, walked out of the room.
Hanna hurriedly picked up the newspaper and took the last page fold, hurriedly folded it up and dumped it into the trash can. Newspapers are back in store at the table neatly arranged. She sits on one of the sofa sets on the left. His eyes glanced at the tabloids and newspaper –koran. He hastily saw the papers and took away his last page, folded up small folds were thrown into the trash.
Damian walked back into the room, looking at the woman who was sitting casually on the soft sofa.
“You have guests, ko no, bu Siska said no,” Damian said.
“Oh maybe the guest is gone. Let it go,” Hanna said, while grabbing the tabloid and pretending to read it.
Damian scrunched his forehead feeling astonished. He returned to his chair and read his newspaper. Hanna's eyes glanced among the tabloids at Damian. The man was turning over his newspaper that had no last page.
“Bu Siska!” call him to his secretarial.
“Yes sir,” replied Bu Siska appearing on the open door.
“Why is there no front and last page? The feeling was there on the front page,” Damian said, confused.
“Pack time?” ask Miss Siska not to believe it.
“Tadi there is a front page,” continued Bu Siska while approaching and looking at the newspaper in the hands of damian.
“Yes yes where is the front and back pages?” muttered.
“Take another newspaper, sir,” said Ms. Siska, and walk to a shelf near the couch Hanna occupied. The same newspaper. No matter where the astonishment because the first and back pages are missing.
“Nothing too, the feeling was complete page,” muttered Bu Siska.
“Next time you check the newspaper again,” Damian told Bu Siska.
“Iya sir,” replied Bu Siska.
Hanna pretended not to notice, she was seriously reading her tabloid.
Miss Siskun came out of that room.
Not long after, the phone on Damian's desk rang.
“What? Didn't he? All right I'm down now,” Damian said. Then look at Hanna.
“I go down first, you don't go anywhere,” Damian said.
“Yes well, you take it easy,” Hanna said lightly. In his heart he wanted to laugh, they didn't know the first page and back of the newspaper he threw in the trash.
Not long after Damian came with a CD. He closed the door to his office.
“Tumben once,” think Hanna. Still busy with the tabloids.
Damian pulled the chair he used to wear in front of his desk. He pulled it in front of Hanna and then he sat there, propping up one leg, looking at the woman who was reading it.
“Ehm!” Damian. Hanna Cuek just didn't bully him.
“Ehm! Um!” Damian cleared his throat many times.
“You're less miinum. Drink lots of water,” said Hanna, without looking to make Damian upset.
“See me!” Damian's orders.
“What?” hanna asked, still not looking.
“See me! You heard no?” ask Damian. Finally Hanna looked at Damian who was already sitting in front of her.
“What's up? Why should I look at you?” ask Hanna.
“I'm not messing around, look at me!” damian said seriously. Hannapun.
“What's up? I'm serious too,” Hanna said.
“Before leaving here did you hear what I said?” ask Damian.
“Iya, why?” Hanna asked back.
“What do you remember?” damian asked, looking intently at the woman.
“So I keep my attitude and don't embarrass you,” replied Hanna.
“Good. Have you done it?” ask Damian again.
“Have you seen, I'm sitting here reading the tabloid,” Hanna replied lightly.
“You sure?” ask Damian.
“Yakin, why not?” ask Hanna.
Damian got up from his seat. Turn on the television and insert the CD that he brought earlier.
Hanna looked at him.
“You told me to watch a movie?” ask Hanna.
“Iya.”
“Film what?” hanna asked again, curious to look at the tv screen.
“Cartoons,” Damian replied.
“Really? You are understanding, I am saturated reading the tabloid directly from earlier,” exclaimed Hanna.
“Try you near,” Damian said. Hannapun approached, standing next to Damian watching the tv, which immediately turned on and the CDpun spinning.
But as soon as he saw the screen on TV, he was shocked, widened his eyes sharply, then walked closer to the television.
Damian folded his hands looking at Hanna, with an angry look.
“The wife of the Director recorded CCTV dumped all the newspapers in the loby! Really embarrassing!” damian said in a high tone. Hanna immediately turned pale. He did not think that his actions had thrown the newspaper in the lobby recorded by CCTV.
“Explain to me, why are you doing that? Why do you lack the job of throwing newspapers in the lobby? Wait, don't you also throw away the first page of the newspaper I read?” ask damian. He walked over to his desk and picked up the paper. Showed it to Hanna.
This time Hanna really couldn't pucker up. He also directly lowered.
Damian looked at him sharply.
“Where is the first page of the newspaper?” ask Damian.
Hanna was silent.
“You heard no?” damian snapped, making Hanna startled so.
“There is garbage,” replied Hanna listlessly.
“Take!” damian's orders. Hanna wakes up and covers the newspaper she threw away.
“Sini!” Damian's orders.
Hanna gave the newspaper hesitantly. Damian wants to take it but Hanna pulls it again.
“This is the newspaper!” damian said with a ketus. Hanna gave it away, again undone. Damian finally took it.
“Damian please, don't give me back to Cristian. Justjust please. I will definitely be scolded by my parents, I will be married to a rich old grandpa, I do not want my old husband,” Hanna said while holding Damian's hand. The man looked at her.
“Yes, I beg you, Don't tell Crsitian I'm with you, please,” pinta Hanna, clear up. Damian opened the small folded newspaper and read it, nothing strange, then turned the last page. Missing Persons News, there's a photo of Hanna there and the contact's name is Cristian's number.
Damian looked at Hanna.
“So you hid this?” ask Damian. Hanna nodded.
“Please don't tell Cristian,” pinta Hanna. Damian seemed to think, walking back and forth while holding his forehead. Hanna followed him back and forth.
“Please Damian. Yes, yes,” pinta Hanna.
“Sit!” damian's orders to Hanna. The woman sat on the sofa.
Damian sat in the chair in front of Hanna.
“So you hid the missing persons news?” ask Damian. Hanna nodded.
“The man promised to give money to the person who found it,” Damian said. Hanna looked at him please be anxious.
“So...” Damian hasn't continued speaking yet.
“So what?” ask Hanna curiously.
“You'll tell Cristian?” ask Hanna again.
“About how much he'll pay if I tell you you're with me?’ Damian asked back.
“Damian, please, don't tell Cristian, please,” pinta Hanna, walk over and crouch in front of Damian while holding Damian's hand.
“You sure you don't want me to tell him?” damian asked, his eyes looking at the woman who was resting at his feet.
“Iya,” Hanna replied.
“Why? I have to know first the reason,” Damian replied.
“Of course I will be returned to my parents, maybe I will be remarried to Cristian, or to grandfather,” replied Hanna. Hearing married back, Damian's heart suddenly felt uneasy.
What if Cristian finds Hanna and takes her from him? Especially if until Hanna is married to Cristian, who will hug her while delirious? Damian seemed to be scratching his non-itchy head.
“How?” ask Hanna.
“Of course not. You have a contract to hold me for a year. You think I'd waste money just like that?” answer Damian. Hanna immediately smiled broadly. He got up from his seat.
“You're right! You're a stingy, calculating rich man! Why did I forget? Without begging you don't give me to Cristian, you'll lose!” hanna exclaimed, irritating Damian. His face immediately flushed.
“What are you talking about? Rich men stingy calculations? I paid you very dearly, still you call stingy?” damian asked in annoyance.
“You didn't give your wife this house, you bought a beach house for your girlfriend, did you?” hanna said, making Damian surprised. Hanna know where that beach house is?
“Do you know where the house is from?” ask Damian.
“From the home sales agent.I forgot to tell you about it, the key and certificate are ready,” replied Hanna.
“Oh so?” damian.
“You must love your lover very much, right? You bought her a very expensive house!” exciting Hanna. Damian.
“You want to see that house?” ask Damian.
“Can I see it?” ask Hanna, beaming.
“Iya, just look at it, not occupy it,” Damian replied with a sniffle.
“Yes yes I know it's home for your lover. When do we see it?” ask Hanna.
“Later I asked Bu Siska first, there is something that can be canceled not scheduled today,” replied Damian. She went to her secretary's desk.
“Bu Siska, All kinds of newspapers today please keep in the warehouse. Do not let any employee read it,” Damian's orders.
“But why,Pak?” ask Miss Siska.
“Just follow my orders. And one more thing, cancel all my work schedule today, I want to get out of town,” Damian said.
“With mr Indra?” ask Miss Siska.
“No, alone with my wife,” replied Damian.
“Alright Sir,” replied Ms. Siska.
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