I Hated My Boss

I Hated My Boss
D U A B E L A S


If you look at all the perfect things that exist in a person like Satya, most likely he can find a woman who will also be able to match him or at least have good morals. Even so, Satya who can be said to be so stubborn even wants to be betrothed to a girl with a brand and minimal morals.


It could be said that Satya was indeed impressed like someone who was stupid just because of his decision to accept a girl like Nikita who only cares about his dreams, as his future wife. Among the many people, why did the choice fall on Nikita?


Even to maintain this desire and decision, Satya had to fight first with both parents. Not without reason, just as a parent must be so eager and hopeful that his only son can find the best partner who can accompany until the hair is no longer blackened.


When both of Satya's parents who are currently living in Singapore are also very opposed to the decision to make someone like Nikita as a wife or daughter-in-law. Not intended to give a judge, it's just that they both think Nikita is very unable to be made a wife. Many aspects that the young girl still did not master. Both of Satya's parents are only worried that Nikita cannot take care of her son properly.


Although not living in the same country, they both can already know about the figure of Nikita. It's true that for many years they weren't on the side of the son, but that doesn't mean they didn't monitor everything. Without being told or told, they could already know many things about Mr. Ryan's mere puppet princess.


Childish attitude, stubborn, selfish, emotions that have not been fully stable, that makes both parents Satya sure if the girl is not the best. Often Satya is reprimanded and commemorated, but the man chooses not to care much about her.


Satya has a strong reason for her decision in terms of accepting matchmaking. Satya is in love with Nikita. Behind all his bad attitude, there is one thing that managed to make Satya can not forget about his feelings.


Always remember a past moment, where there was a little girl who came to him and did not hesitate to give a pink balloon. A smile that shows all her milk teeth and looks so adorable will never fade in memory. The first love that always worked made Satya motivated to be what she is today.


"Master?" Call Thania — a secretary of trust, who came because he wanted to convey something.


Satya who this afternoon still looks busy, struggling on the monitor screen did not forget to give a response to the call. Quickly, Satya looked up and looked towards the secretary who had worked for many years with him.


"Yes? Is there anything you want to say?" Satya asked without any meaningful pleasantries.


"Mr Ryan has arrived and is now waiting in the VIP room" Thania told Nikita's father.


"really? All right, I'll see him soon" said Satya who then moved from his seat of greatness.


It is clearly seen that Mr. Ryan is an important guest who can make Satya immediately come closer, although in the middle of work that is still piling up.


With his wide strides, Satya could finally arrive also at the doorstep of the VIP waiting room. Without wanting to waste any more time, Satya rushed to make a knock and started to step into the room. Satya's two beautiful eyes have also been able to see the figure of Mr. Ryan sitting on a long sofa, while reading a magazine.


Satya is very respectful of Mr. Ryan, clearly visible from the way he bowed his head respectfully. The presence of him was indeed anticipated by Satya. Because a few hours ago, Satya who was in the meeting room was suddenly contacted by him. Don't know what the problem is, but it's clear Mr. Ryan wants to talk about something important.


"Sit Satya. Don't make the atmosphere awkward!" Pinta Tuan Ryan in a smiling face.


Satya who really according to him immediately put himself sitting on the empty part of the sofa. Seeming a little nervous, Satya did not hesitate to immediately question the reason for this meeting.


"So, why did Mr Ryan have to force his way here? Though it should have let me come to visit you," said Satya too so formal.


"It doesn't have to be that way, after all I'm close to here too" said Mr Ryan followed by a smile and a small pat on Satya's back.


Without much further ado, Mr. Ryan began to convey the reason for his arrival. Of course, it will not go far on the issue of matchmaking.


"It's about the match between you and my daughter..."


Serious conversations began to form between the two of them. It is clearly visible from the strangeness of a stiffened Satya, without any expression. Now they're not talking about canceling the match, are they? What efforts Nikita to refuse can already get the sweet fruit?


......................


In his mind he always wondered, why would his parents be so cruel as this? Why did they decide something important without any compromise with Nikita? Though the decision was clearly very impactful on the future of a Nikita.


When Nikita was busy staying in her room, unexpectedly her ears could hear clearly the voice of someone who kept calling her name. Feeling familiar, without needing to guess again, Nikita already knew who made the passionate call.


Nikita who felt so long for his figure, rushed to step out of the room and hurriedly down one by one stairs. Until the end, Nikita immediately threw a longing embrace to the mother. Finally, after a long time left, Nikita was able to meet back in the figure of her mother.


"Moeuuu... Severe kangen.." said Nikita sounds a little splashy.


Though his mother only went away for a few days, but why did her longing get like this? This close embrace continues to be made until finally the mother herself who forced to release it.


"You are yes, kangen can be! But, if you're bowing, don't be tight! Very short of breath mother," grumbled the mother not because she did not like the embrace of her daughter, just a hug that is too tight is also not too good for her breath.


Hearing that made Nikita smile awkwardly and her eyes looked guilty. He really didn't mean to do that.


"sorry. I just had a hard time controlling her longing" Nikita said, feeling a little unwell.


"Where? Grandpa's situation? Is it okay?" Add Nikita with a question that leads to the condition of the grandfather.


"It's much better. The doctor also allowed her to go home" the mother told him.


Nikita also felt relieved and happy because she knew that her grandfather was in good condition. But, all that should be covered by the expression of his face that looks still grim. As a mother who also realized this, she did not hesitate to ask


"Why? Do you still think about the match?" Ask him and get a nod of his head.


"I just want to know, why am I not allowed to refuse that matchmaking? Do you know that I have no intention of getting married young?" Nikita said everything she felt.


"On matchmaking, it would be much better if you do not think too much or try to refuse, because I believe all you need is time to get to know each other. Satya it—" had not been able to continue his words, unexpectedly the father who had left since this morning also returned.


"Satya is best for you. The only man who can balance your childish attitude and your brand," the father continued the speech from the wife.


Reluctant to hear these words, Nikita decided to leave her place. Never mind, it feels so lazy to reply about the matchmaking with the father. At most he will only continue to insist that Nikita will accept and marry Satya.


Feeling that there was nothing to talk about anymore, Nikita was just saying goodbye to her mother. Nikita ignores her father. Still mad? Of course, especially if you remember about his dream of going to Paris that was rejected outright.


"Are you sure you want to go?"


"Don't you listen to what I'm going to say?"


As if he did not care, Nikita also continued to move his legs and has now started to climb one by one stairs. Rather than hearing things that he did not want, it would be better if he now returned to the room.


"And I plan to let you go to Paris" said the father and immediately attracted Nikita.


Seriate...