Cupu Girl Owns the CEO
Old friend

Dara is still standing at the door of Mr. Rajasa's room. He seemed hesitant to knock on the door of his big boss room.

Tok tok...

Dara finally knocked on Mr. Rajasa's door.

"Get in...!" mr. Rajasa's call was heard from inside the room.

Dara then opens the door and enters Mr. Rajasa's room.

"Excuse me, you called me?" ask Dara after arriving in Mr. Rajasa's room.

Rajasa smiled when he saw Dara.

"Yes Dara. Please enter!" Mr. Rajasa invited Dara in.

After Mr. Rajasa invited Dara in, Dara then entered the room.

"Sit Dara!" pinta Pak Rajasa's.

"Yes Sir"

Dara then sat down in front of Rajasa.

"Well, can I see your job application?" ask Mr. Rajasa.

"Can Sir. It's..." Dara presented her job application files to Mr. Rajasa.

"Actually, the one in charge of taking care of the new employee was HRD. But I just want to see your data," said Mr. Rajasa as he opened the Dara files.

Mr. Rajasa was surprised when he saw the values of Dara's diploma.

"It turns out you're a smart girl. Your grades, very good."

Dara just smiled.

"Yes Sir. Alhamdulillahot. During Junior High School and High School, I also got a scholarship from school. So my school is free. Actually, I will also take a scholarship to college. Only I could not continue my studies, because my mother was sick, and I had to work to meet all the needs of my family's life. I don't have time to go to college while working."

"How old are you, Dara?" ask Mr. Rajasa.

"19 years sir" replied Dara.

Mr. Rajasa mangosteen . Just this time, he found a very smart and hardworking girl like Dara.

"Well, if you want to continue college again, you can still. You are so young."

"But I can't sir. I am now the backbone of the family. I have to work to meet the needs of my siblings and me. Moreover, you know, if my two sisters have now entered the Junior High School and require a lot of costs. I no longer have parents."

"Don't you get a scholarship like you?" ask Mr. Rajasa.

"No sir."

Rajasa smiled.

"If you work in my office, Dara's free. I allow you to work while in college. You can split the time."

Dara smiled.

"What's right, sir?" asked Dara with sparkling eyes.

"Yes right. You just take your college scholarship. Goods time can still. If not, I can pay for your college."

Dara was shocked when she heard her boss's words.

"Seriously allowing me to work while I'm in college?"

"Yes. You can work part-time. And work here, there's also her shift as well. It can be time."

Mr. Rajasa reads and observes one by one the data from Dara's files.

Mr. Rajasa was silent, when he saw the name of Dara's father.

"That's my father's name sir."

"You're Darma Aji's son?"

Dara nodded.

Rajasa seemed to be remembering something.

Darma Aji's. Yes, back when SD Pak Rajasa had a close friend named Darma Aji. He is also a very good student at his school. However, is it true that Dara is the son of Darma Aji Mr. Rajasa's childhood friend. Or there's a guy named Darma Aji again.

"Why Sir? do you know my father?" dara asked who saw the unusual expression of the boss.

Mr. Rajasa took something from his drawer. He then took a black and white photo of the time he was still in SD first.

Dara was shocked when she saw the photo. Because in the photo album of his father and mother there is also a photo like Mr. Rajasa showed.

"This is a picture of my father. How could you have this photo. Did Ica give it to you?" ask Dara.

Suddenly Mr. Rajasa was immediately surprised when he heard Dara's words.

"Your father still has this photo?"

"Yes. My father used to be very often sir, save something valuable. Like photo albums, trophies, charters, he was an accomplished student as well. There is so much in our house from my father. Therefore, I love the house and do not want to let go of the house because of the many relics of the father."

"Oh yeah? can you tell me a little about your father Dara? when did your father die?"

"Dad died when I was first grade Junior High sir. He died of illness. And after my father got sick, our family life changed. Because the father can no longer support his wife and children, it is the turn of the mother who bends to meet all the needs of her children.

"He sells traveling cakes. And after my father died, it was my sick mother's turn and I who replaced her to make a living. And yesterday mother also died "

Dara looked sad. It did not feel her tears dripping profusely down her cheeks as she told about to her two parents. But Dara hurriedly rubbed it.

Likewise, Mr. Rajasa who also shed his tears when he heard the story of Dara who was none other than the son of his childhood friend named Darma Aji. Rajasa rubbed his tears violently. After that he looked at Dara.

"Why do you know, if this photo is a photo of me with your father when we were in SD," said Mr. Rajasa, pointing to the photo on his desk.

Dara was shocked when she heard Mr. Rajasa's words.

"What! is it true that Mr. Rajasa is my father's friend. The first time I saw my father's face, I felt like I had seen him. It turns out that I often see pictures of my father in my father's photo album."

In the middle of Mr. Rajasa's conversation with Dara, a knock from outside Mr. Rajasa's room was heard.

"Lake in!" said Mr. Rajasa.

A male employee entered Mr. Rajasa's room.

"Excuse me sir" said one man after entering Mr. Rajasa's room.

"What's wrong?"

"Meeting will be started soon Mr. Rajasa," said the man's employee.

"Yes. I'll be there soon."

"Yes Mr. Rajasa. Then I'll excuse you..."

The man then left after calling Mr. Rajasa. Before leaving, Mr. Rajasa looked at Dara.

"We'll continue later and talk. You can go back to work. Hope you work here."

Dara nodded. "Yes sir."

Mr. Rajasa tidied up the files. After that he walked away leaving Dara. He walked to the meeting room.

"Really, if you have an old friend who is very rich like Mr. Rajasa. I really did not expect it" said Dara.

After that Dara left the room Mr. Rajasa.

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