First Woman President
Episode 2

"Everything, be careful if you stab me in the back or unload my identity" he added again while pointing the fork he was glued to Sarah.

"Now, I stab you in the front!", so they play the war with the fork they hold.

"Just calm down, Ana. You can trust me the same. I know I'm not a rich man, but it doesn't mean I'm a poor man who doesn't know what to give back. Ana you're a good person, always caring for others. I will not forget your kindness as I do" Sarah said, glazed over her eyes.

"Easy-after. Why so serious like this", Ana felt no need to discuss what she had done regardless of others. But unlike Sarah, she will always remember all the kindness Ana has helped her mother's hospital expenses, also helping her get a job here. Moreover, Ana's low-profile nature makes Sarah more amazed at him.

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Tuesday, 8pm. A wall clock in the lobby of a building indicates the time. There was the sound of an elevator opening, a man with legs rising out of it. His tall, sturdy body filled with a cold aura that enveloped him gave a high charismatic impression. He is Ken, Keanu Wiratmadja. A young president who is now 30 years old but has become the number 1 person in this city. The business has also expanded abroad. Glory Corporation, not the legacy of his father who lived continued its glory. He started everything from scratch when the company was on the verge of bankruptcy due to the actions of his greedy uncle.

Now his uncle is sentenced not to return to the country. Not just punishing, Ken still has a conscience. So he sent his uncle to C to develop a subsidiary there.

Ken is a cold-handed young businessman who is also cold-blooded. Within 5 years, he could already resurrect his company even beyond his previous glory. But he also does not hesitate to anyone who does not have loyalty and integrity in his company. The choice between life and death.

Returning to the lobby, Ken walked towards the parking lot accompanied by his personal assistant Han. The curly-haired man who was no less cold than his master.

Han took over the wheel, while Keanu sat in the passenger seat. There were tired strokes on their faces. The car also walked out of the company.

Loosening of Ken's tie. Then he put a cigarette on his thin but volume lips, so sexy for women. After the window of the car opens, in the exhale smoke from the cigarette. While occasionally staring out of the streets to relieve fatigue due to a day of work.

Before long the car they were riding stopped, but their destination was still far away. "Sorry sir, it looks like the tires are leaking" Han gave a report.

"Call a mechanic to fix it, I'll wait at the minimarket" Ken said, pointing at the minimarket opposite.

"I'm sorry but you're not used to such a place", Han felt bad. Because after all Ken is used to luxury places, the upper class. The place is clean without blemish plus service like a five-star hotel.

"Then I have to how! Hah, come on!", Keanu moved while waving his one hand a sign he did not mind it. From Ken's side, a girl was wiping the minimarket glass. Her hair was long pigtailed 2 with large glasses and a mole on her cheek.

Ken walked there, ordered a cup of coffee to just drive away his fatigue. Ken chose to sit near the girl who was wiping the glass, she was Ana.

Ana tries to be friendly and greets him, "Good night, sir. Are you alone?". Ken flicked his shoulders and pointed towards his car across the one being fixed with the direction of his eyes. And Ana just rounded her mouth, a sign of understanding.

The atmosphere became silent, until Keanu opened his voice. "Why do you look like that?", he asked sharply.

Ana rolled her eyes, "do you know me, sir?". Ken shook his head briefly, Ana breathed a sigh of relief. "Then?", Ana was still confused by this interlocutor's question.

"You can't hide your true appearance behind this far-fetched makeup of yours" explains Ken.

"Is it too visible?".

Ken put his shoulder out. "You think?", while sipping his coffee.

"Aah, I think it's perfect, haha", Ana smiled stiffly.

Silent for a moment, "you know sir, with your appearance like this it really looks you're not just an ordinary office person. Are you a boss?", asked Ana a little doubtfully.

"Of course you are! Ooppss!", Ana shut her mouth feeling lethargic.

Ken glanced sharply, "And you, who are you? Is it a big lady?".

"Where is possible!", said Ana nervously as she waved her hand and smiled stiffly.

"I said yes" he said in his heart.

"Being ordinary is delicious sir, there is a sense of warmth when you can get along like a normal human being" Ana added.

Ken saw a piece of paper fall out of Ana's pants pocket, and he picked it up. It is a simple but elegant ring. "This is yours?", he asked Ana.

"Well, thank you, sir", Ana took the paper from Ken.

"You drew it?".

"Well, I love jewelry design. And you know, sir. I hope this will be my wedding ring later" explained Ana.

"Can you give that to me?", asked Ken politely.

"But sir?".

"You'll be able to make it again" said Ken and took a picture of the ring. And put it in his pants pocket.

"Curtain, what the hell is this! This is called coercion" Ana said in her heart.

Ken's phone is vibrating, drret, drret, drret. And he said, "Well, I'm going there". He got up from his seat. "I'm leaving!", Ken said farewell to Ana. And step away.

"Thank you, sir. Good evening. Until we meet again!", said Ana slightly shouting while bending her body and smiling sweetly.

"yes, yes go there. Goodbye also my ring", grunts in heart.

A few steps outside the minimarket, Ken stopped his steps and turned to Ana who was still busy with her work.

"See you?! Hmh! Will we meet again. So optimistic of you! But, who are you really?!", said Ken in his heart.

He continued his steps towards Han who was already standing beside his car. And they continued their journey. The roar of the car engine left the place.

On the way, Ken took out a picture of the ring he had taken from Ana. I saw that picture a long time ago.

"Even he could draw a beautiful ring like this. Who are you?", said Ken in his heart.

The picture was reinserted, and his gaze was directed out the car window glaring at something in his mind.