He Is CEO of My Husband
(Recommission)
Oh so this is all my fault ?
"I just want to say, you're selfish and I'm selfish too" - Sheren
Me and Vian were once again quiet with each other. Is that right ? He was selfish and I was selfish. Sama² does not want to give up. Defeat of the same will and will.
As a result I did not sleep in the room with him, I came out of the room and went to the room I had previously slept in.
"Where are you going ?"
Yes he asked.
"No, I'm only comfortable if I sleep in this room tonight" I replied, holding the doorknob of the room without seeing the figure that was talking to me.
"Whatever"
I shut up, somehow unable to press the doorknob.
His voice...
Back to how it was. Sounding cold, indifferent, cruel. I felt like I couldn't hear that voice anymore. I really don't want to hear that voice anymore.
But what is my day ? He might be badmood again or do he want to go back to how he was ? Who knows, right ? Haha.
I went into that room. Don't ask me if I can sleep or not. The answer is simple, I can't sleep.
So many unexpected hal² things are happening right now and today. For example, who is the woman I bought mineral water for ? Why, could anyone want to poison me ?
Does he include Vian fans ? Ahhh it is impossible, it is Vian's friend who knows marriage is only Devanno.
I did a hal² that was very unworked. I just took out a piece of paper and bit by bit painted the face of the man I loved to death.
I'm sure I can love him to death.
Honestly, I still have a bit of painting talent. And yes. But it has not been sharpened for a long time, yes the possibility of being able to paint it is minimal.
I don't feel like I'm stuck in my painting.
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The morning light blinded my face from every slit of the window covered in curtains.
'Eungh, what time is it ?'
I'm looking for a cell phone because there's no clock in this room. I saw it around 06:30 in the morning.
I was a little pensive and sat on the bedside of the bedroom. Yes, originally last night I slept on the desk because maybe too focused on painting haha.
My body hurts a little bit, sleeping wrong maybe yes. I rubbed slowly my slightly itchy eyes. But there is one thing that bothers but what ?
"Ahhh, now at 06.30 it is still very early in the morning again" I said as I curled back on the mattress hugging my favorite pillow.
'06.30?'
I arrived² thought about that number.
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WTF!!!! 06.30??!!!
CRAZY ONE!!! I COULD BE LATE FOR THE OFFICE.
I got up and got out of the room, rushed to the bathroom.
'Heren crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy. Bisa² you don't accept stupid dinterview. The first day is late. You're a fool sheren'
Arhghhhh I'm a kebo huh ? His sleep woke up at this time. Maddened.
I rushed to and fro, took clothes to the kitchen, rushed to and fro. When everything is ready.
I just realized...
Does the apartment feel very empty ?
Ouhhh like Vian has gone first.
I made a little smile, and kept the one word I always said to myself.
'Miris'
My life is this beautiful. I got out of the apartment and rushed to the taxi I had ordered just now that was waiting for me.
"We're going to the JOHN NEW company yeah"
"Okay mbak"
I also saw the clock in my hand, this Argh is too late. It's 07:10 I'm 10 minutes late oh my god.
I looked left and right looking at the situation outside, thank goodness there was no traffic jam. "Ok sir, thank you sir"
I paid the money, and got out as fast as I could. I ran to the company, not forgetting to wear decent clothes so as not to be looked down upon by arrogant employees here.
"Hallo mbak, where's the interview room ?" I got a guard there.
"New mom, right ? Why just came mbak ? It's really noon already. Usually the interview people come around at 06:30 already here. You see, for the last interview, the CEO was interviewed here"
'Ohh that's ya hehe' I murmured in my heart
I arrived² immediately smiled listening to him, feeling that I was here 100% would pass and very easy to pass. Try you guys at my office, the husband's own CEO. If the right-hand interview of the CEO is definitely Devanno.
Wkwkwk is really good.
"Why am I smiling ? It's not easy, mbak. Good luck, ma'am. This has reached his room. If you meet women with short hair tajem eyes, hope lati² is usually the barrier of prospective workers here to enter. Usually he's the one who's making things difficult for you"
I'm surprised apparently in this office there are still good people like this mbak. He closed his eyes at me. I smile. Before he steps away, I want to know what his name is
"Hhhh you, what's your name ??"
He turned to "A N N A, double N yes!" He said while pressing the letter N. I smiled and gave a 'OK' sign using my Finger (👌)
*tokkk tokk tokk*
I knocked on that door three times. "Come in" The voice behind that door. Huh, the sound is creepy.
"Ma.sorry to me. I'm late. Sorry sorry" I said, bowing my head many times.
"Who do you think you are, huh ?! Not yet an employee here but it's too late!" Shake the woman at me.
I saw it, yes her feature² exactly what Anna said. Short hair and sharp eyes aka have a sharp air.
"How dare you look at me?!" Prattling
"Ti.no. sorry" I replied, bowing my head again.
He took the file in my hand forcibly. He opened it, and read it
"Name Sheren Alka. Job objectives Take an interview as the principal CEO Secretary... Are you serious ? Hahaha" She laughed not even just him. The people in this room were laughing.
Well they underestimated me.
"Is something wrong?" My toot.
Okay I started to vent to straighten my head and reply to them. They started to stomp on me.
'Working in my company is hard. Especially when interviewing. I can't help you'
I remember the word² that Vian threw. Yes it looks difficult but I can get through this.
"You know what ? The guy who comes along like you sees it! Look at 'em! They are gorgeous² and elegant. Not like you! Being a Secretary not only serves the office, but also serves the personal matter of the CEO! YOU UNDERSTAND ?!"
*DEG*
Is that true ? Does it also serve. 'it' ? I was his wife never.
"So what do you want now ?" I'm firm.
"Ohh you asked yes, then. Get the file² stack on the first floor. Now." Now."
Hell... He's not reading books, is he ? I got out of there, and I took the files he wanted.
Wow a lot too.
'Sheren! Fighting!'
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I'm done doing what he wants. I wonder if I graduated or not. My hunch says it doesn't seem to pass huh. I also sit in the same row of candidates² as me.
But arrived²
"Uppss sorry, your clothes are wet. Is it hot ? Your clothes must be cheap, huh ? Until² ngebayang. Hhhh" said the depraved woman.
"What are you doing?!!!!!" I'm upset. I'm too patient with this. Okay, I admit it. I can't stand to face it.
"Eitss, remember. You're still under me. Ohya, you must be hoping to graduate huh ? But dear this. You didn't pass. You have no skills, and you are not beautiful. Cuehhh"
I feel so humbled here. I growled in anger at wanting to slap her pretentious face. Though the face is like a cracker warteg.
"Who said he didn't graduate ?"
The sound behind the door is out there. I looked up, and yes he was again.
Again help me....
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"A hope is not wrong, but what is wrong is how you respond to what you expect.don't overdo it." — Sheren Alka
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