My Boss My Enemy
The story of Devania 9: Want to be like Him

Dania was pacing indistinctly in her room, her long innocent nails becoming the venting of her teeth to relieve her endless uneasiness. The events of the past few days that he had seen were very disturbing to his mind. Devan's laughter, his smile, his cheerfulness with the woman kept flashing in his memory.

"Do I have to be like Sandra, huh? Let Mr. Devan be interested in me."

Dania stood in front of her bedroom mirror, touched her own face, then turned to her hair.

"He should not be interested in me. People never groom, while women make up like Korean artists. Not like me, and and the way it is," he murmured by continuing to pay attention to his reflection in front of the mirror.

A moment later, a brilliant idea flashed through his brain. He immediately grabbed the phone, then opened a make-up tutorial of an app. Dania is so focused on watching a content creator apply all of his makeup tools. Not to forget, he also told her his function.

"Why is this complicated? Not yet dizzy. Where much more. That's why I also wear lipstick in two colors, a waste."

"Eh, but the results are good too. So want to try, '' he said to end his comment session.

Without thinking long, Dania immediately look for products like the one in the video, on an online buying and selling platform.

After finishing making the order, the woman again stood in front of her makeup mirror. Rewind a little bit of his body a little backward until it was reflected all over his body.

"Women are fashionable, meaning I should be like that too."

He immediately unpacked the entire contents of his closet, then took out all the work clothes he had.

"Hemm, I'm confused. I have to be able to mix and match, so that it looks beautiful and charming, '' he said in the style of Lebay.

"Okay, I'll be different tomorrow. In terms of clothing first, in terms of makeup follows. Mr. Devan look at my performance tomorrow. You'll be fascinated."

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Next morning....

Dania walked a bit slowly due to the high heels she wore. Repeatedly he tried to balance his body because he almost fell down. It was not that he was not used to it, it was just that the shoes he was wearing, his feet were too small too high. Unlike the ones she used to wear, not to mention the over-narrow span skirt. It's really torturous.

Given, usually the woman wears long pants with matching colored tops. Now, he had to wear such clothes.

"I'm just as much of a girl. Not complicated, I just try hard to look like a gini cake. But for the love of my life, I'm willing" said Dania between her steps into the lobby.

"Wow, something's different."

Dania rotates her eyeballs, why is this single guard who always comments, when everyone looks indifferent to her appearance.

"Aryo again, Aryo again," complained Dania.

"What mission is there, huh? Until dressing up like this," he said while scanning the appearance of Dania from top to bottom.

"Loe can't, anyway, that's like the others. Not most of the cincong. I wish Vienna was here, yeah."

Aryo gulped. Among Renita cs, only Vienna did not dare to disturb him. That woman is too scary to call a woman.

"Hehe, sorry. Not anymore, not anymore. Please come in, Ms. Dania," she grinned.

"Gue gibeng loe" cried Dania before leaving the place.

"Tremendous starlings."

Dania passed by with slow steps until a few minutes later, she was already in front of the elevator.

"Oh, my feet are sore, yes."

Dania undoes her intention to check the condition of her legs when she sees the man is also in a position not far from her.

"Morning, Mr. Devan," said Dania in a tone made as smooth as possible.

"Morning."

As usual cuek, flat, minimal expression similar to a walking wooden board.

Dania tried to tidy up her long hair that was deliberately stroked, hoping that this man in front of her would take a glance at her. But nihil, Devan did not pay attention at all just busy with cell phones.

Ting!

The elevator door opened, Devan immediately entered it, then Dania followed. Due to lack of balance, one of Dania's legs sprained itself and fell on the front of the body of her superior.

Devan who was not ready almost dropped a flat object in his hand, while the other hand reflexively cupped the girl's waist.

"Can't you be careful?" asked Devan with a flat look.

"Sorry, sir."

The woman was about to re-establish her body but Devan immediately tightened the hold of his hand that was on the girl's waist.

"Why, Sir?" dania asked with a confused look.

The man just stared intensely at her. Dania moved her eyes agitated here and there to avoid those sharp eyes. Really, he was very uncomfortable with this position.

"P-pak, ki-we're in the elevator-''

"Who said this in the cafeteria?''

Dania shook her head quickly.

"Fear no one is looking" he said.

"It's just the two of us."

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?''

Dania ventured to look into those eyes.

"I mean, Father?''

"You purposely thrust your body into me."

"No! I was sprained because of my shoes." Dania tries to get away from the man but Devan's hand is getting stronger.

"Detach, sir," he asked in a slow tone.

"No will! before you admit it."

"No, Sir. I was not intentionally. I'm sorry."

Devan further tightened his grip to make Dania have to hold her breath due to the closer distance. The smell of mint is evident in its sense of smell.

"Sir, the elevator will be open soon."

"Let it be time" Devan said casually.

"Later someone sees us like this our secret will be exposed."

"Why indeed?''

Dania gasped at the man's answer.

"Could it?'' his inner.

"Are you ready for that?"

"Very ready!" answer it firmly.

There was a twinkle of happiness from the look in the girl's eyes.

"That way, everything will be perfect."

As if invited to fly as high as possible, then thrown rough to the bottom of the earth deepest.

That was how Dania felt, the smile that had originally developed slowly faded away on its own. There was a deep disappointment from the radiance of his eyes. He could only smile wryly.

He pushed firmly against that burly body, then immediately distanced his body as far as possible from Devan's reach.

"What's the matter, Dania?"

Dania spoke only a thousand languages, refusing to answer a word. He was really disappointed with the man's attitude.

Ting!

Elevator door opens.

Regardless of the pain in her legs, Dania stepped in hastily ahead of the boss. He does not care if he is considered rude to the boss.