
just hit the phone button on his desk."Bim, get in my room immediately" Azlan said and disconnected the phone.
Before long the sound of knocking on the door sounded from outside.
Geck.
Geck.
Geck.
"Come in" Azlan said.
Chequek.
Bima opened the door. "Excuse me sir" he said, entering Azlan's room.
"What time are we meeting with the Blanco company?" tanya Azlan looked at Bima.
"An hour, sir," Bima replied politely.
"Let's go with my brother for a little while" Azlan said.
"With Miss Clarisa?"
"Yes. Clarisa's sister will be here for a while" Azlan said.
"Good, Sir."
Bima said to throw himself back in his room because there was nothing more needed or said by his master.
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"Randomize my schedule now," Pinta Aditya flat.
Qesya's sinister gaze was very clearly visible staring at Aditya who always displayed a dull expression. "I read it now?" qesya asked still with the same facial expression.
Aditya raised his head with both his hands propping up his chin staring flat at Qesya. "No. Later next year alone," said Aditya flat.
"Oh, alright," Qesya said and returned to sitting on the sofa continuing her work.
"Why are you sitting down, I will tell you to read my schedule," said Aditya firmly.
"But you said it yourself" said Qesya cut off as Aditya ambushed his words while staring at her horror.
"Bakan❄," Aditya said firmly and coldly.
"Okay sir," said Qesya rusahan to his annoyance.
Qesya took a deep breath before reading Aditya's schedule. "Today at 10 o'clock there will be a meeting with Mr. Dirga from the company Dirga company, after that meeting and lunch together with klein from Singapore, Mr. North. And lastly at 8pm you have to attend a Mr. Winata company's anniversary party" Qesya said, reading out Aditya's schedule for today.
"Now you prepare all the files needed during a meeting with Dirga's company," said Aditya flat.
"Okay, sir," said Qesya and walked towards the sofa.
Just want to sit down, even Aditya again asked himself to make coffee for him.
"Oiya, please make me some coffee" Aditya said.
Qesya clenched her hands holding back her frustration. "Okay sir, I'll make it right away" he said and exited Aditya's room to the pantry.
Author POV: "Qesya you are still vengeful and upset by the incident at the cafe or how?, How upset are you."
"Wait," Aditya said again.
Qesya turned around with restraining her frustration. "Yes sir, is there still something you want?" tanyanya while forcing a smile.
"Cooking the water with fire, not using the water from the dispenser," Aditya said.
"Well, sir," said Qesya well, but not with his grouchy heart because he thought making coffee with water cooked or straight from the dispenser was the same. Same as coffee, right.
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"Where do you want to go?, early in the morning it was neat," said Ny. Arsy sees Maira coming down the stairs.
Maira walked towards her in-laws. "Maira wants to go to Arhand's office first, Ma," he said gently.
"Arhand's office?, Why, honey?" ask Ny. Arsh.
"No idea, Ma, this is Maira just going there," said Maira lied, even though she already knew why her husband asked her to come to the office.
"alright. You be careful, dear" said Ms. Arsh.
"Yes. Mamma. Assalamualaikum, Ma," said Maira greeting her mother-in-law.
"Waalaikumsalam, dear."
Maira got into the car that was prepared by Mr. Tono.
"Road, sir," said Maira.
"Well Mrs."
In the guest room, Mr. Blanco came to his wife who was watching Drakor.
"Watch what baby?" asked Mr. Blanco sitting next to his wife, but his wife ignored him, and focused on the spectacle.
"Drakor mulu's. Gantengan also Papa," said Mr. Blanco with annoyance, but annoyance ignored by his wife and remain focused on his Drakor film.
"Ah tojja, daebak," cried Mrs. Arsy is excited during the romantic scene.
"Ahh so sweet" said Mrs. Arsy again by biting his finger because he looked at the romance of the Drakor couple.
Mr. Blanco squeezed the tv remote, really wanted him to turn off his tv, but was afraid of not getting his night rations and ended up sleeping on the sofa, propping up only being able to resignedly see his wife praising the other man in front of him.
"Where are you going?, here is Papa's friend," said Ny. Arsy but his eyes are still focused on his Drakor film.
"Lazy, Mama also ignored, Papa," said Mr. Blanco in an annoyed tone.
"Yes if Papa does not want, it's okay, but Papa stop talking Mama did not hear the sound of the film," said Ny. Arsy relaxed without seeing her husband's increasingly sour face.
"It's a good thing you're not in front of me otherwise I make sure your head won't be in place" said Inner Mr. Blanco staring intently at his Drakor male player.
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"Good morning Madam" greeted the receptionist kindly.
Maira smiled looking at them. "Morning, all."
Maira climbed the CEO's special lifh, then pressed the top floor button, yes even if there is only one floor button anyway.
Lifh stops and Maira comes out immediately but is nervous Maira walks unfocused and almost hits someone.
"Ah, sorry, sorry," said Maira for almost spilling someone's coffee.
"Khumira."
Maira raised her head. "Qesya?, are you here?, Why?" maira asked looking at her friend.
"I work here. Eh no longer means apprenticeship," said Qesya honestly.
Maira nodded her head. "Hub. Where's your room?" tanyakanya.
"There," pointed Qesya towards Aditya's room.
"That was Aditya's room, my husband's personal assistant," Maira said.
They chatted while walking towards their respective destination rooms.
"Yes that's right, I'm an intern as an irresponsible male secretary" Qesya said suddenly upset.
Maira laughed at Qesya's annoyed expression. "Hahaha .. You're still upset with Aditya. Though he has apologized to you," said Maira.
"Yes .. but he's sorry because you and his way of apologizing is not sincere. Bayangin aja nih (stop step ) he apologized with a flat face like this 'Sorry', how would be sorry if apologized like that. It makes my emotions go up," said Qesya instead mengedumel.
Maira who saw that felt chuckled. "So every time you see Aditya's face you're always upset?" ask Maira.
"Always!"
"Then how now?, you become Aditya's secretary even you are one room," said Maira looking at her friend who rubbed her face rough.
"It is precisely what makes my head now want to break, because it holds back the irritation every second and every breath," said Qesya Kusar.
Instead of coming down sad to see the suffering of his friend, instead Maira laughed because of the expression of Qesya's face that looks funny. "Hahahaha .. You're there-there-" he said cut off because of the ringing of his phone.
Drtts.
"Wait a minute" said Maira gawking at her bag.
"Mas Arhand?" he said he saw Arhand's name on his phone screen.
Maira picked up the phone. "Yes, hello Mas," said Maira.
" ...."
"Yes, Mas" said Maira and hung up.
"Qesya I go in first. We'll see you later" Maira said, reinserting her phone.
Qesya smiled. "Pb . Bay," said Qesya.
"Bay," said Maira.
Maira entered Arhand's room and Qesya entered Aditya's room.
"For a long time," said Aditya coldly staring at Qesya.
"Sorry, Sir. I met Khumaira earlier," said Qesya honestly.
"Mrs Khumaira, is it here?" ask Aditya.
"Yes, Sir. Khumai-"
Not finished saying Aditya immediately attacked Qesya's speech. "Call her Madam while she's in the office, because she's the wife of the owner of this company. And in this office there is no relationship that can be highlighted. Understand," said Aditya firmly, as well as telling one of the rules in the office.
"Well, sir," said Qesya with a sweet smile, but different from his mind that cursed out Aditya. "Arrhh .. If I kill innocents, I will make sure his body is chopped up. Basic irresponsible guy, cold, flat, and what else well?, Arrhh, that's obviously all that's not good is on him."
"You're swearing at me?" tanya Aditya arranged Qesya who stood staring while looking at him.
Qesya regained her senses and immediately shook her head. "Hu?, No, Master. The coffee" he said, putting the coffee on Aditya's desk.
In the room next to Maira stood pecking while squeezing her fingers, while Arhand just kept staring at his wife without saying anything.
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