
I woke up late like never before because I finished my pending file yesterday. Today my brother didn't wake me up as usual because last night I told him to go straight to the office to do the job I gave him.
Right now I am on my way to my office using my sport bike. After I parked my bike properly and suddenly I remembered I would be responsible with someone for my mistakes yesterday.
I breathed a sigh of relief because now I was wearing torn jeans, a plain shirt underneath which I put into jeans and did not forget I was wearing a women's levis jacket and wearing sneakers. I used to look like that because it was so comfortable for me.
I entered my office and stopped in front of an old receptionist who already knew me.
“Re, later if there is a guy who you think is handsome and bring my business card, contact me immediately!!!” I said a little lazy.
“Good miss” said Rere was friendly to his boss.
“One more....” I hung up my words making Rere swallow his saliva, “Do not until you are confused about my identity!!!” I said as I stared intently at Rere who was holding back his fear.
“I – yes miss” replied Rere nervously and his heart skipped like he wanted to dislodge.
I immediately sauntered away from the front of Rere towards my work space. While Rere still calm himself because he was heart gymnastics when dealing with me.
Surely the young lady gave the man a fake business card. Aish..nona you are so slippery like an eel, inner Rere.
While in my study, I laughed with satisfaction because my men had killed the black-robed man.
“Good work very good, not in vain I brought you into my group” said I praised by phone.
“Thank you miss for the compliment”
“You rest wait for my next command” I said then turn off the phone.
I smiled as I played my phone and called someone again.
“Halo ms”
“How is it?” my many.
“Aman miss, sir is going to the branch office in follow by us”
“Alright, take good care of him not to get hurt a single inch!! Or you will know the consequences, UNDERSTAND?!” sayku pressing word ‘understand’.
“Understanding miss”
I turned off my phone and resumed my work.
Meanwhile, there was a handsome young man dressed neatly entering the company of LM Group casually but he put on his flat and cold face. Who else if not the young man who was accidentally hit by Lina Marsheilla. All the female employees who saw him immediately whispered and talked about him.
“*See there's a handsome young man once”
“Yaampun handsome once if only I could approach him”
“Kok seems like I've seen that handsome guy deh but where is it?”
“Kayak oppa oppa korea tuh jeng”
“Wah I want a dong like that*”
That's how it went, the young man was just indifferent and did not care because he came to LM Group just wanted to collect my responsibilities. Then he walked closer to the lobby followed by a young man of his age who was walking beside him.
“Call the one with this business card!!” said the young man coldly and handed me my card.
“Before tuan” said Rere was friendly and then contacted me.
I got a call from Rere to go straight to the lobby to meet that annoying young man. When I got to the lobby I didn't see any guests here and then I asked Rere and he answered the young man waiting in the park, and then I went to look for him to solve yesterday's problem. When I got to the park I saw two young men sitting and busy playing with their phones.
“Hekhemm” I cleared my throat while staring intently at them but they still remain focused on the phone.
Suddenly a strange idea appeared in my head.
“AAA...THERE ARE COCKROACHES UNDER SANA” I shouted pura panicked.
“AAA......ARGA THERE'S AR COCKROACHES!!!HELP AR!!!” the young man's friend shouted frantically and I just giggled at the look on his panicked face.
“Whispering lo, here there are no stupid cockroaches” said the young man stared intently at his friend.
“Well keep saying who's cockroach?!” ask his friend to the young man.
The young man only shrugged his shoulders in ignorance, they both immediately turned to look at me who was standing while folding both hands on his chest and staring intently at the two of them.
“Eh there are beautiful girls” said his friend put on his cool pretentious face.
While the young man looking at me from top to bottom makes me feel uncomfortable.
“Quick the indemnity yesterday!! I don't have much time left!!” said ketus.
“Alright, can I know the names of you two?!” I asked while extending my hand.
“Hai Beautiful, my name is Sean Dzaky Saputra. Call me handsome” Sean said as he shook my hand and blinked one eye. Then he released his handshake.
“I Arga Razhisky Admaja” he said coldly then shook my hand.
So she's Arga Razhisky Admaja the CEO....Ck, handsome from where did he try?? this guy is so annoying, my inner self.
“I Arshe an ordinary worker in this office” said I then took off her handshake. “Oh yes, this check I have written the nominal” said me while handing over the check.
“Good thanks” said Arga cooler.
“Then I say goodbye first, excuse” I said then go to my room.
“Ar, see how many nominal?!” sean asked very curious about the nominal.
“Hmmm” reply Arga with deheman.
The two of them looked at his nominal and suddenly they both immediately rounded his eyes. The two of them then looked at each other in disbelief with the nominal given by Arshe.
“Gila...kalo this anyway can buy new mansions” amazed Sean. “The girl got so much money from whom to try? Ordinary employees will pay a little” muttered Sean thinking about Arshe how he could get that much money.
Who is the real girl, what is an ordinary girl in general?, inner Arga.
Arga is still wrestling with his own thoughts. He is very curious about the girl named Arshe but not now because he and Sean have to return to his company. Finally they both left LM Group with thoughts that still ask who the girl really is.
While I was still sitting quietly in my room thinking about something that stuck in my brain.
They both see the nominal yet? If you have seen for sure they will find out who I am, my mind.
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