Falling in Love With the Secretary
Recollecting

Different at Kingsly's. Mr. Nixon and his daughter Vina were sitting in the living room. The father was focused on watching the news on television while Vina herself was busy looking at something on her phone screen.

“Dad, according to the father of this ring how? Good not dad?” vina asked suddenly while thrusting her phone and showed what she saw from earlier to Mr. Nixon.

“Ya..?”

“Share dad?

Vina shows a diamond-eyed ring with a simple design, but still looks elegant.

“Ah, looks very good. But, how does it look different from the one you wear?” mr. Nixon asked after taking a closer look at each size and model of the ring on his daughter's phone screen.

“Certainly very different, dad. The plan is that I will give this ring as a gift to Deen and Shana”, Vina explained.

“Hmm…? Shana, who is he...?”

“Aduh…! Why am I flabbergasted anyway. There's no way I'm ahead of Brother Deen to tell Vina's inner father”.

“It... Anu...”.

“Mmm... It looks like they've been fine lately. Then I can say, right?” vina was still considering it in her heart.

“Kak Deen already has a girlfriend. I don't know yet, do you?”

Finally Vina decided to tell him. And Mr. Nixon was shocked to hear the news.

“What..?”

“Iya. I've met him a few times. Looks like she's a good woman” replied Vina explaining what she had seen.

“Gosh, finally the boy..” said Mr. Nixon hanging up his sentence.

“Ah, I also seem to have to do something. What was his name? Is it possible that Deen will introduce him in the near future?” ask Mr. Nixon.

“Shana. Deen's girlfriend's name is Shana. What's his full name, huh? Full name is good also” replied Vina while trying to remember.

“Ah, I just remembered. Her full name is Shana Savita Yashvi”, Vina said after she remembered the name Shana.

Mr. Nixon was very surprised to hear the name that his daughter mentioned.

“Shana Savita Yashvi..” murmured Mr. Nixon.

The middle-aged man had become reminded of him twenty years ago.

The Flasback

At that time Mr. Nixon was busy working in the office and his assistant suddenly came to preach the news. News that Desmon, Deen's father was involved in a hit-and-run accident.

“Basic of that bastard. He even made others lose their lives. Didn't he feel enough to have lost his wife. Poor Deen has a father like a brash man it” said Mr. Nixon at that time while massaging his forehead which suddenly felt his head dizzy.

“Mr...” call the assistant.

“Huuff…! Please continue” said Mr. Nixon after he felt a little good.

“Good. The accident happened on suburban street X. Inside the car were a couple of young parents and a toddler girl. They're one family.”

“Because the car they drove was thrown and rolled for approximately twenty meters, the father and mother of the naak died on the spot. And the only survivor is the girl toddler.”

“Did the child have been identified?”

“Ya, already sir. The boy's name is Shana Savita Yashvi.”

Flasback off

“No... This boy and Deen..”.

“No... It must not” inner Mr. Nixon when knowing the truth. Mr. Nixon, who had been caring for and looking after Deen like his own son, felt that the two young people were in touch with each other in his life would not end happily. Especially if both of them know the incident that happened to both parents.

Deen and Shana are in the car. Both are heading somewhere.

“Aduh, why today feels so hot huh. Fortunately you came to save me” Shana said as she opened the car window and enjoyed the wind that directly hit her face.

“Not felt it was summer only turned out, huh?” said Deen who remained focused on driving even though he responded to the talk from Shana who sat the chair beside the wheel.

“I can't wait to also enjoy autumn and winter with you, Shana” continued Deen with a slightly timid feeling while glancing at Shana at a glance.

Shana heard it very much. He smiled looking at Deen from the side who was refocused looking forward.

“You you suddenly turned into a very romantic sih” asked Shana very curious without distracting her gaze from Deen's face.

“Hahaha…! Oh, yes Shana..”.

“Iya” Shana replied.

“You're fine, right? You see from earlier I noticed you look very nervous” asked Deen who saw Shana's hand from earlier not to be separated holding her seatbelt.

“Ah. You don't remember I told you that I had an accident. Perhaps the effects of the trauma of the incident have not disappeared completely. That's why I'm like this when I take a private car” replied Shana explained.

Deen, who remembers this, shocked her and stopped her car.

“Sorry. Then I'll find another transport. Let's go down” said Deen who felt guilty because she could forget the fate that befell Shana.

“EEh…! Its alright. I don't want to have to get used to it. I have also been in a taxi before. And not hit-napa” said Shana who increasingly tightened her grip on the seatbelt she was wearing.

“Aduuuh….! Why did I tell him again sih” Inner Shana who felt guilty became. He shouldn't have to say it so Deen wouldn't have to worry about him.

“Still visible, yes?” shana Gumam.

“This is a shame. Though the incident was decades ago, still I still can not forget it. Still like to worry if you remember the incident, Shana's inner”.

“Aaah…! From now on I have to forget it. Yes, I've forgotten kok” Shana muttered again.

Deen immediately hugged Shana who saw that the woman looked less comfortable.

“Sorry. I should have been more attentive. All this time you must have been having trouble alone, huh?” deen said while asking to make Shana so faint when he felt the rubbing of Deen's palm on his head.

He became moved to see and feel the actions of the man. Although Deen said he lacked attention, but according to Shana the attention Deen showed now was more than enough and not excessive as well.

“When you are still working in the company, we will often ride in the car. It seems like I really didn't kidnap you just yet” Deen let go of her hug and looked towards Shana while gently stroking the woman's head.

“I'm fine. What matters now is that you have noticed me” Shana said so that Deen does not worry too much anymore.

Seeing Shana who was not too nervous anymore, Deen began to run his car again.

“Let's eat a sweet-sweet” Shana suddenly.

“Ok, let's” Deen replied smiling after seeing Shana's mood return to how it was.

“You are truly a strong woman, Inner Shana” Deen praised her woman silently in her heart.

Deen also does not want to discuss the past events that have happened to Shana. Fear later it was sad again and Deen did not want to see it sad again.

Unless Shanana himself wants to go back to tell it, then Deen will want to discuss it again.