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Zoya walks into her room first, before Sarah walks behind her. The woman glanced cynically at the Zoya team cubicle. Since the beginning of the entry room the marketing team did separate their seats in groups to facilitate communication and work on their respective marketing projects. Although at certain times will be done job rotation so that all members of the marketing team can work together.

“Lo to toilet long ago, Zoy. To the toilet what stray into the room Mr Ridwan anyway?” ask Sisil.

“Tiolet lah, why also to the room Mr. Ridwan. Ntar is thought to play back again.” He answered loudly, glancing at Sarah whose desk was far enough away.

“Just been in the toilet meeting people neselin anyway. Not a professional but how well, like just on the lips doang is professional without the application.” Further.

Sarah goes to Zoya's desk, “lo quirks me?”

“No, mba. But if you're sorry.”

“Lo! Bener-gener's yeah! About the baking of the director's son so it's more disrespectful as a senior huh?” snapping while breaking the table, his team members then approached and tried to calm Sarah. They can be understood by Sarah's current attitude, the team leader must be upset because the first time he failed to get a new product launch project. Their team was always number one.

“What is this? Why fuss?” Rika came out of her room.

“Lo Ajarin the new boy, Ka. Nothing like seniors!” answer Sarah.

“Kasih understand if the product marketing is not kidding, do not wait around the same deck of the director's child can be at will. I'm sure he's playing behind!” continued.

“Stop! Don't dilutujin.” Firm Rika. “everything is in the meeting room now. I don't want any crush on our team.”

All members of the marketing team enter the internal meeting room. A place they always use to discuss projects in general. As usual Zoya and her friends who are new children sit on the end seat, in contrast to the seniors who sit near Rika.

“Zoya, you moved here.” Call Rika, “Ani move to where Zoya used to be yah.”

“Ready, Mba.” Ani replied as she moved.

“Ka!” sarah's protesting dislike of the new boy sitting next to her.

“Although you deket me, but here I am your superior.” Rigorous Rika.

“Zoya, Sarah! I'm asking you to hold hands during the meeting.” Further.

“No! What the hell, Ka!” reject Sarah.

“Tuh mba... look! mba Sarah who does not want me.” Zoya.

Rika takes Sarah's hand and gives it to Zoya, “hold!”

I don't like Sarah letting it. Rika if being a top fashion is difficult to argue.

“Listen! This goes for all. Not just for Sarah. For me there is no such thing as a senior and a junior if it is related to work. Every job is given to a person or team who can handle it. Senior and junior mentions for me only apply to mutual respect and respect, not related to the division of labor, it has no effect at all.”

“As you know, I can even change the team that handles the project even if it has been appointed directly by the director if I think the designated team is incompetent.”

“Not because defending Zoya who lately reportedly close to our director's son, nor because I want to look for face by letting Zoya's team get a project when it is still fairly new. Here I really see the potential of him and his team members. Although they are new but the experience cannot be taken lightly.”

“He has been selling a lot of our products. And Sarah, I admit your marketing skills are very good, but it's not wrong that we let the new team handle this project. After all, any team that handles, isn't it if we all succeed is proud? Also got compliments?”

“We as seniors must support new seeds to be more potential, not just turn off their steps.”

“I don't want to hear there's a disagreement on our team. If you or anyone feels senior, please teach them a new one. Embrace them with your experience so that we can be a solid team and advance the company.”

“Udah is enough, Ka! My ears are hot.” by Sarah. “Gue Just emotion earlier this boy immediately nyolot aja no politely-copanannya.”

“I'm sorry mba, his sister was Sarah talking about me playing back.” Zoya. “I know I was a little disrespectful. I'm sorry but I can't let anyone who wants me carelessly.”

“Kill you two. I do not want a noisy and compact marketing team. Hugs!” rika's orders.

Although a little prestige but Sarah hugged Zoya, “gue apologized about the previous.”

“I also mba, sorry.” Zoya.

“Gue wait for the success of your team. Proof if you don't play back.” Then go first.

From inside Rika's room, Sarah sees Zoya and her friends working. “They look serious.”

“The name of work must be serious. You think I picked them up during the interview for what?” answer Rica. “Originally you know, Sar. Who chose Zoya at that time was Mr. Darmawan directly.” Further.

“Wah means it's a kid playing behind well. In vain I apologized earlier.” Sarah shook her head, “not just playing behind her son, her father was also treated.” Further.

“Hus! Just now if you talk.” Sela Rika then tells about the relationship Zoya who initially did not know at all if Ridwan is the son of the owner of the company, even asking the man to sell and settle the contract.

While talking about Ridwan, Gilang and Zoya eh discussed even nongol in the room while carrying a file.

“Long life nih child.” Mumbled Sarah.

“Eh no mba Sarah.” Sapa Zoya's.

“Mba Rica, I brought the final file. Did you acc want to use marketing from my team? This is just the file signature.” Continue on Rika.

“Let mba see briefly yah.” Speak to Rika before signing the file that Zoya brought. Soon the woman signs it and gives it back to Zoya.

“Udah okay just ask for a signature of Mr. Darmawan aja, uh Mr. Ridwan because it is handled directly by him.”

“I asked for his signature, mba?”

“Iya is you.”

“Mba Rica aja, I'm afraid ntar thought play back.” Answer Zoya.

“Heh! Lo nyindir again.” Excite Sarah, “Sana request signature. Work must be professional. Remember to ask for a signature, not even girlfriendana.” Ledeknya.

“Mba Sarah yes! Who is dating.” Answer Zoya.

“Eh yes prospective wife well? I forgot.” Error Sarah. “kan earlier already circulated photos of ring fingers using a beautiful ring.” He continued, pointing at Zoya's hand with a glance at her eyes.

Zoya instantly closes her left hand, “Aaan sih mba! This cheap ring buy in night market.” Elaknya. “aku pamit mba, want to ask for a signature.” Then the next one passed away.

Zoya heads to Ridwan's room. Until there he was allowed to enter without being asked for necessities. Mikayla has been warned to let Zoya in whenever the girl wants.

“Good afternoon Sir.” Zoya.

“Pak! Sir! Sir! I told you not to call me dad!”

“Kan again work Sir.” Answer Zoya.

“Call dear or I fire!” Ridwan.

“Mas!”

“Bener-benere lo! Mending out there if you do not want to call baby.”

“Ya already if you are told to come out I want to go out, let the other members come back here mainta signature. A Miss for example.” Answer Zoya.

“Heh! Yes, herein the file! I'll read first.” Ridwan retrieves the file from Zoya's hand. The girl's smile was instantly blotted out. He watched Ridwan who was reading the file carefully. It turns out that if being serious about his boss's good looks increases by a thousand percent, Zoya's inner self.

“Honey..” Ridwan smiled to hear it, finally he was called dear. But her voice was different, not Zoya's.

“Once again.” Said Ridwan while looking at the confused Zoya. Followed by a girl who suddenly entered the room Ridwan with a lot of paper bags in his hand.

“Kak Ridwan darling, I'm home. From Surabaya directly here, I bring a lot of souvenirs nih.”

“Lea? Why are you here?”

“Ngapain? Thanks for the surprise for the future husband dong. Brother didn't miss me a week?” lea said spoiledly. He continued to cling to Ridwan even though the man tried to break away.

“Why are you still here? When you're done please come out!” drive him to Zoya.

Zoya held back the cry as much as possible, trying to flat expression without showing sadness or disappointment even though in her heart the carut marut was not careless. Just this morning in the lightning application but now there is a woman who claims to be Ridwan's future wife.

Zoya took off the ring that had not even been twenty-four hours circular on her finger and placed it on the table. “Good, I'm sorry.” His words then passed away no matter Ridwan called out to him repeatedly.

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Well, if you'd like to continue making about PTS.

Do not forget like the same comment for the future wife of Kak Ridwan wkwkwk