From the Secretary Malah Becomes an Affair

From the Secretary Malah Becomes an Affair
Sensually


Zefanya arrived at the office at exactly 07:00 am, he did not want to be late and made a mistake on his first day, all night Zefanya also studied and read whatever Gala schedule today.


Zefanya entered the Madava building, the atmosphere is still low because this has not entered working hours, the woman looks neater than usual, the atmosphere is still calm, this time Zefanya is willing to buy a new pair of blouses and skirts to look more different. As usual, Zefanya's long hair is fastened neatly to the top so as not to interfere in work.


Be thankful Zefanya has a supportive physique so whatever she wears looks nice and elegant. Zefanya entered the elevator to the top floor where the Gala room is located. Zefanya arrived there and he saw a new table right in front of the Gala room complete with a set of computers and also a signboard that read Zefanya Eleanor there. Zefanya smiled and touched the nameplate made of semi-glass material.


Zefanya put the nameplate back, she stepped towards the Gala room and knocked on her door.


“Masuk” someone replied from the inside.


After hearing the order from Gala then Zefanya went in there, he saw the man was buttoning his shirt, Gala had even arrived earlier than Zefanya, surely the man was very timely.


“Good morning Zefanya, today you came on time.” Greet Gala.


Zefanya smile. “Good morning Sir of course this is my first day of being a secretary and I will do my best”.


Gala smiled, she grabbed the tie that was on the table and put it on. Zefanya only saw it, Gala looks difficult to conclude his tie, until finally finished but still less neat.


“Sorry Sir, the.” point to Zefanya.


“Iya why?” ask Gala who doesn't understand.


“That's your tie less neat sir.” Zefanya.


Zefanya felt anxious, finally he stepped over to Gala and confirmed the tie of the man. Gala smiled since then she just pretended not to be able to wear a tie so that Zefanya was wearing it and Gala could enjoy the beautiful face of the woman.


Zefanya tidied Gala tie until finally finished. He smiled when he saw the results.


“Thanks Zefa, you are very deft turns out.” Gala.


His ignorant Zefanya simply smiled and took it as a sincere compliment from Gala. The man continued to wear his suit and looked back at Zefanya.


“You read my schedule today?” ask Gala.


“Already sir, this morning you have to sign cooperation from Corpou’s Group, then after lunch there is a meeting with a client from Bimantara company.” Reply Zefanya.


“Make sure they are really present in the meeting, tell Bian also about this now.” Gala's Order.


“Good Sir, if so please excuse me first.” Zefanya said slightly bowing her body.


Gala nodded, Zefanya came out of the Gala room to return to her table, while Gala smirked in satisfaction if like this she got closer to Zefanya, the easier she was to get to, but Gala also had to be as natural as possible so that Zefanya could not read the intention behind her kindness. Of course, there is a price Zefanya must pay for the position she now occupies.


Zefanya followed Gala's steps with Bian and some of his other assistants, his first day was already quite heavy. Zefanya attended meetings Gala, met clients, and checked the reports that must be signed carefully, Zefanya also prepared any files needed and it should not be anything wrong.


“Zefa checked the file? Bring it to my room.” Gala's voice was heard from the intercom next to the computer.


“Good Sir.”


Zefanya tidied up the file and went into the Gala room, she put the file on the table.


Gala smiled and shook her head.


“Sit down, you must accompany me to check his files so as not to go back and forth.”


“Alright Sir.”


Zefanya also walked towards the sofa and then followed by Gala who sat next to her. Zephaniah shifted his position a little because they were too close, Gala put his files on the table.


“Did I trouble you a lot on the first day?” ask Gala while flipping through her files.


“Of course not Sir.” Zefanya said as she shook her head violently, Gala just smiled.


“Do you feel tired, your legs hurt?” gala asked as she glanced at Zefanya's feet who had taken her feet out of the shoes, it made Zefanya surprised and then put her feet back in, he cursed Gala's vision so observant that he saw her feet.


“T-no Sir, it's just that today we walk a lot.” Little grandson Zefanya, honestly Zefanya felt his feet ache, the shoes purchased were not too good, maybe the back of his feet had been scuffed, how not did he follow every step of Gala that was quite fast.


“The job as a secretary is quite heavy, so you have to adapt well, but you already look very good on the first day, I like the way you work Zefa.” Praise Gala made Zefanya smile thinly.


“Thanks Sir.” Zefanya was delighted at Gala's current praise.


“Try checking his files” Gala's orders.


Zefanya nodded, she opened the file and explained to Gala, the man sitting closer to Zefanya.


Gala noticed every strand of Zefanya's hair was brownish, Gala did not understand anymore, only this time he found a woman who fit his dream type, why not from the beginning he found Zefanya, Zefanya, and why the woman should have the status of a wife.


“What perfume do you use?” ask Gala who feels comfortable due to the smell of Zefanya perfume.


Zefanya turned towards Gala. “This cheap perfume sir, does its smell bother you? If true then I will replace it tomorrow.” Zefanya.


Gala shakes. “Harum is sensual.” Sizzle Gala while looking at Zefanya with a gaze that could not be interpreted.


“B-well I will change tomorrow.” Zefanya Sahut.


Gala smiled, she opened the pen lid and signed the file that Zefanya had just described.


“Zefa, you don't need to come down for lunch, I've ordered food, your legs are sick.” Gala.


Zefanya felt bad why Gala was so kind to her, Gala was far from being arrogant and authoritarian the man was gentle and firm at the same time.


“Thank you sir, but you don't have to bother. I can eat with Davira and Raka.” Reply Zefanya.


“Do not dispute Zefa, this is an order from your boss.”


Zefanya nodded, she could not refute Gala's words.