Handsome Ceo's Secretary of Choice
Chapters 2. The First Day of Rania

Monday arrived very quickly. In fact, Rania still does not want to be the secretary of the famous cold Khanif. Thinking about it, made himself sigh long and heavy. Now, he was standing right in front of the door of Khanif's room.

In accordance with the tradition of the secretary who had served, he had to go greet his direct superior. He also passed from his seat. At the door of Khanif's room, he stared fixed at the door knob while taking a deep breath for the umpteenth time. Afterwards, he knocked on the magnificent door that was in front of him.

As Rania waited for the sound of the call to come in, she suddenly recalled how the thing she had avoided happened to her again yesterday afternoon.

"Ehem .. if you may know, who is the first candidate who will be the secretary of Mr. Khanif, ma'am?"

"Of course you, Lisa and Farah will take turns the following week."

"Thank God I'm not the first."

Because of Rahayu's small voice and her less focused self, Rania instead smiled because she thought that she was opening the first candidate to be elected as Khanif's secretary.

Rahayu who was so attentive to Rania's expression, became astonished by Rania's response to her. But without waiting for long, Rahayu thrust her hand to shake Rania's hand as a sign of surrender.

"Thank you, ma'am."

Rania happily welcomes Rahayu's hand with a floating smile.

"From the day after tomorrow you can try to be the first secretary of Mr. Khanif."

"Well!" Rania was astonished, "mom, not the first Lisa?"

"What the hell are you talking about, Rania? Or maybe you're not focused on what I just said?"

Rania shook her head like she did not understand the meaning of Rahayu who was now looking at her in wonder.

"I said you were the first candidate to be the interim secretary for Mr. Khanif for the next week."

Rania gasped in shock when she heard a voice from inside the room saying that she could enter. Rania then turned the doorknob slowly and stepped into the only room on the twenty-first floor. He bowed for a while, before stepping back to the man he was to serve as a secretary for the next week.

"For the sir" he said.

"Morning." Khanif replied without seeing Rania. "What's my schedule for the next week?" khanif asked directly.

Of course Rania was not surprised because before, she already knew what her work meant. He then cleared his throat before reading Khanif's schedule for the next week.

"Today, I had a meeting with a client at the grand clary at ten this morning. After that, the father is free for business outside the office until Wednesday."

"Next."

"Thursday, I went to the city of M to review the construction of the villa there."

Khanif. "In that case, starting today, prepare all my travel needs and you."

"Huh?" Kontan Rania was shocked.

He did not expect to come with Khanif on a business trip. He thought because he was just a trial secretary, he would not go wherever his boss went. Moreover, go outside the island. But again the assumption is wrong. He even subconsciously opened his lips - gawking in disbelief.

"Why?" khanif asked, squinting his eyes at Rania.

"Sir, it looks like I'm just watching from here."

"Loh, aren't you my secretary now? Don't tell me you're just taking this as a test run! Even so the real circumstances, you shouldn't have to assume that."

Again and again, Rania was unable to say anything other than just nodding obediently to Khanif, the man who did not want to be denied the slightest bit from the stories of his roommates.

"Good sir. Then excuse me." Rania passed from the presence of Khanif. But when Rania was about to hold the door knob, her hand was only floating when she heard the sound of Khanif returning.

"Wait."

Rania then turned around, looking right in the man's eyes. Can he just disappear now or can there be someone who can help him to escape in this thrilling situation? Honestly, he was even afraid to hear what Khanif wanted to say next. As if, those impending words would make his leisurely days fall apart. Slightly nervous, he agreed to Khanif's call to her just now, but was still on the spot.

"Come," call Khanif.

Rania came back closer but did not look down respectfully again.

"Yes sir."

"One more thing, because our departure is accelerated, I want you to book in advance a vehicle and a place to stay that is also only known by you and me."

"Yes sir."

"All right, you can go. Happy new day."

Deg, Rania felt like her heart beat just strengthened. I don't know why Khanif's words just now seemed to affect his heart. Not wanting to get confused, as soon as he passed from the room dominated by ivory white with the modern interior.

Behind the door of Khanif's room, Rania was leaning with her hands outstretched to her chest. He held his chest that was still beating fast. "Huff, why is this?"

He himself did not know what was going on with him. Khanif only congratulated him on the new day. How influential are these, Khanif's words? Rania immediately shook her head, trying to shake off the assumption that had perched on her head. He passed from the entrance of Khanif's room to his own desk.

There, at his new desk this morning, he began to do the task he had been given just now. He also began typing the keyword, namely the name of a city that he mentioned earlier in front of Khanif. Looking at the computer screen that is still searching, he took a small note to record their needs while they were there.

Finally, what he has done opens up as well. I clicked on one of the articles and started reading it. Then after getting what he was looking for, he began inscribing his handwriting on the note he had taken. He took turns to take notes when he had read one article to another.

Not to forget, he did a search on youtube to compare what he had read earlier and what he now saw. He nodded his head when what he was reading was exactly the same as what he was seeing right now. When all his searches were over, he cleared his desk and headed back to Khanif's room.

Once again - when Rania got there, she knocked on the white-painted door. But how many times he knocked on the door, there was also no reply from inside the room. Fearfully, Rania started to turn the door knob and put her head slightly to see what was going on inside.

He certainly knew what he was doing was wrong, but how else, he had already knocked on this door a few times, but there was no sign of an entrance or an open door.

While he was in Khanif's room, standing behind the door, he looked to the right and to the left looking for Khanif's whereabouts. But, whatever it was, he did not find Khanif anywhere. Until, he ventured into.

When he was in front of Khanif's desk, he was surprised when someone patted him on the shoulder from behind. Slowly but surely, he turned around to look at her. His eyes and the eyes of the one he was looking for clashed, at once he lowered his gaze.

He was so shocked when he saw Khanif staring intently at him. Like just eating it. Especially with the appearance of the first time he saw - koko clothes and did not forget also peci who was still in the head of Khanif.

"Sorry sir, I've knocked several times but there's no answer. So I just go in here."

Khanif silently looked at the girl in front of him scared. He also tried to melt the atmosphere.

"You think I'm a monster, until it shakes like that."

"Well!"

"Sit down," he ordered. "What makes you impatient?" tanya Khanif continued after Rania had sat down.

"This sir, I want to give this note to the father," he said while giving the note he had been wearing noted.

Khanif. His hand stretched out to take the note in Rania's hand.

"Thank you."

"It's my duty sir."

"Oh yes, if this clock I do not say, then I am praying dhuha. Youunderstand?"

"Yes sir."

"One more time, you're ready we're leaving soon.

"Yes sir."

"All right, you can go."

After nodding, Rania passed from Khanif's room as quickly as she could because of course Khanif was about to change his clothes back because they were going to go see a business friend who had made an appointment.

To be continued.

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By Siska C