
Zafier laughed happily considering the incident in the hotel lobby. He really enjoyed every scene that happened earlier, where he managed to make the hazel-eyed beautiful woman upset. When he saw that beautiful face was flushed like a boiled crab, it was indeed an amusement for him.
Along the way to his room, Zafier was still in a smiling sumringah mode. Ruben who was beside him earlier seemed to frown his forehead. Feeling strange with the behavior of the boss who usually appear with a flat face plus cold.
Finally, Zafier arrived at his hotel room. A legendary penthouse located on the 17th floor of the garden tower. This penthouse is an entire floor of an 800 square meter intact building and has access to a special private elevator, and is the largest penthouse in the city of J.
The penthouse has two large bedrooms, including the master bedroom, each with bathroom fixtures and a high-end bed, respectively, it is also equipped with a sauna and jaccuzi overlooking the magnificent cityscape. The lounge and spacious living room leads to a private dining room that can accommodate up to 15 people and has a grand piano.The terrace and balcony are large so that it can host small parties or special events, which can be, as well as an outdoor pool with a beautiful view to the sky. Penthouse is also equipped with maximum service and can meet the needs of guests who stay for 24 hours.
Zafier chose to sit in the living room. While Ruben remained faithful to follow him from the hotel lobby earlier.
Zafier looked at Ruben sharply, without speaking Reuben understood the meaning of his boss' gaze.
"Report mister, we have tried various ways to access information about the lady, but all we got was simple information. His name is Shezan Shaziya Arshaka. The second son of Arshaka and Veyaa. Have one brother. Born and came from the city of P. They come from a very simple family, even having economic difficulties. For the time being he's staying at this hotel, the presidential suite room", explains Ruben.
Zafier was silent, for a moment he digested every word of Reuben. When viewed from the names of his parents and the economic conditions of his family, it looks like they are native Indonesian. But if observed from his posture and face, especially the color of his eyes, Shezan is not like most Indonesians, he looks more like an overseas crossbreeder, he said, just like him who has Dutch blood from his mother. Zafier felt quite strange and curious about the woman's origin.
"Is there no other info you got? like his current activities or other info", Zafier asked in surprise. Usually his men will give a lot of info when he ordered to find someone's data, but why this time there is little information they can get.
"Sorry sir, the data about this lady cannot be accessed further, as if someone is blocking others from accessing her data further" Ruben replied in a worried tone.
Zafier was silent again. Who is this woman, Zafier thought. If he comes from a very simple family, how could he stay.in a presidential suite room owned by the most luxurious hotel in the city. He also eats at the most luxurious restaurant in the city. When viewed from the clothes he wore, although simple but is branded goods.
Just after the collision happened, Zafier saw a woman approaching Shezan. Judging from the woman's clothes, posture and style, she was more like a female bodyguard who was deliberately sent to protect and protect the woman named Shezan. A person with a bodyguard next to him is not an ordinary woman, he certainly has an unusual background. Zafier breathed out violently, he was really curious about Shezan's identity. But how else, his own men are not able to access this woman's data any further.
"Ruben, you keep an eye on Shezan, don't let your guard down, and keep me informed of whatever you get" Zafier ordered.
"Every master", replied Ruben obediently. Ruben was still silent in front of Zafier, he was actually very curious and wanted to ask why his master was so concerned about this woman named Shezan. As long as he worked for his master, only this time the master was so enthusiastic about facing a woman. It is a very rare event, Ruben thought. Finally a woman conquered her master. Reuben is happy.
"Why are you still here? ", asked Zafier coldly.
"Sorry sir, do you love this Miss Shezan? ", asked Ruben to vent.
Zafier looked at Ruben, not believing the assistant would ask him the same thing. The love.... Zafier tried to digest those words. The only woman he wants is Gwen, his love is only for Gwen. For years his heart was closed to anyone, for years he was very cold to any woman except his immediate family, but why suddenly his attitude was like this to this woman named Shezan. He himself did not know why he cared. Zafier himself was confused as to what was going on with him. He does not know whether he is in love or not, all he does is follow his heart.
"Have you ever been in love? ", Zafier asked back, looking at Ruben coldly.
Ruben was gaping because his question was answered by the master.
"Eh, sir... ", reuben stuttered while scratching the back of his head that was not itchy. It felt like he was being interrogated.
"Why are you so nervous, you just answer it already or not" Zafier said in a flat tone.
"Oh yes, sorry sir.I think you've been master, just monkey love, when I was in school" replied Ruben embarrassed.
"Hmm.. love monkey yes", muttered Zafier nodding.
Ruben was silent, inwardly wondering why he was talking about himself, not earlier in his life asking about his feelings. Reuben grimaced, unable to say anything, other than resignation. The fate of the subordinates, his inner.
"So after this old age you never love someone again? ", Zafier asked flatly, expressionlessly.
Ruben almost choked, hearing the old word in the boss's question, if he was old, then what the boss was, was not the age of the boss older than him, ruben was only able in his heart. After all, how can you have time to get acquainted or even date a woman if you always have to be beside the boss. The boss is allergic to women. Reuben was really tortured.
"Hmm. I rarely meet women because there is no master time" replied Ruben again.
"Good life Ruben" said Zafier flatly, without feeling guilty. Ruben felt like he was gonna vomit blood hearing it.
"Yes sir", replied Ruben grimacingly. It felt like he wanted to curse the boss, but he still loved his life.