My secretary the Old Virgin
14. Meet Boyke

Ricky and Nessa have lunch in the dining room. Nessa does not feel worried about eating in the dining room because there the food system buffet. No one would dare to store poison in food. But when a waiter delivers a glass of clear water to Fikri, Nessa forbids Fikri to drink. Nessa took a clean spoon to sample Fikri's drinking water.

“Yes, Nessa. What clear water should you also taste?” ask Fikri.

“Sssstttt don't make a fuss! I'm afraid there's put poison in Mr.'s glass,” replied Nessa in a whisper.

Fikri shook his head to see the behavior of his secretary. Similarly, when Fikri asks for a glass of coffee, Nessa must taste first with a clean spoon before being drunk by Fikri.

“If you want coffee order only. No need to taste my coffee,” said Fikri with annoyance.

“If you have cyanide coffee, how? I could have been scolded by my parents, Mr. and Mrs. Lee,” whispered Nessa.

Fikri thought for a moment, right also with what Nessa said. There may be someone who doesn't like him. Especially with Mr. Lee showed all his employees that Fikri was a believer.

“Later tell the hotel management that your room and my room do not need to be cleaned by housekeeping. Let me clean up my Dad's room and my room,” said Nessa.

“Yeah, Nessaaaa. Not until it has to be. Let only those who clean,” said Fikri with anxiety.

“Bapak want someone to slip illegal drugs in the room Mr, then suddenly the room Father raided the authorities?” ask Nessa.

“The arrival of the Father is now disturbing the comfort of someone. He feels his position is not safe, he will definitely do anything to get you out of here,” Nessa replied in a whisper.

“All of you in the room we ask to be installed cctv,” said Fikri with annoyance.

“Sounds can too. Later you ask the hotel to install cctv in our room both,” said Nessa.

“My room, time. You don't have to!” fikri.

“My room too. What if they try to drive the Father out through me? If I why-why, you are also a bother,” said Nessa.

“Ya already, later I tell them to install cctv in our room,” said Fikri.

Finally their lunch was over. It's time they started working. Fikri gathers all hotel management in the meeting room. From general manager to staff. They must report the development of the hotel until the obstacles faced by the hotel.

“I need the report to be prepared right now. Especially financial statements, I want to look at hotel finances. I also ask for the names of companies that are our partners,”, Fikri said to the finance and purchasing department.

“Good, Sir,” answer them.

“I want as soon as the report is given to me, with nothing covered. You must know the sanctions that will be given if you dare to cover up. I will not hesitate to fire you guys,” said Fikri.

Everyone in the room was shocked to hear it.

“You must be wondering why I dared to fire you guys? Now I say, I am Mr.'s foster son. Lee was assigned to monitor this hotel and also Mr. company. The other lee. So if anyone tries to defy me, I will not hesitate to fire that person,” said Fikri.

“Understanding?” ask Fikri.

“Understand, Sir,” replied everyone who was in the room.

“Oh yes, one more. I want my room and my assistant's room to be cctv mounted. To monitor that no one has entered my room and my assistant's room,” said Fikri.

“Good, Sir,” replied Leo.

“OK, now you can disband to continue your work,” said Fikri.

Fikri and Nessa return to their room. They will work in their rooms. While they were in the room some of the hotel technicians came to install the cctv. Then came some staff from various departments delivering reports. Fikri and Nessa start working on checking all the reports.

At seven o'clock Fikri and Nessa head to the dining room. They'll have dinner there. Now they're waiting for the liff to go downstairs. When the liff door opens Nessa sees Boyke inside the cliff, embracing a young pregnant woman's affection. Nessa's smile that had expanded to see Boyke, suddenly disappeared.

“We ride the other liff only,” Nessa told Fikri.

It just so happened that the door to the next liff was open, but it was headed upstairs. Nessa went straight into the liff next to her. Boyke came out of the liff and approached Nessa.

“Nessa.”

Boyke was about to go to the liff Nessa entered but was prevented by Fikri.

“Let him alone first,” says Fikri.

Boyke finally stopped and did not get into the cliff. Fikri follows Nessa into the liff. Boyke could only look at Nessa from outside the cliff. Nessa looks down, she doesn't want to see Boyke's face. The liff door closed and the liff went upstairs. Inside the liff Nessa just kept quiet. Her tears started to flow down her cheeks.

“On the top floor there is rooftop restaurant, how about we have dinner there?” ask Fikri.

Nessa nodded. Fikri squeezed the rooftop restaurant floor. Liff stop at rooftop restaurant. Fikri and Nessa enter a restaurant. Nessa headed to the restaurant terrace, she looked at the city of Denpasar at night. Fikri allowed Nessa herself to calm her mind.

Nessa let the night wind blow her face. Fikri stood beside him.

“Are you disappointed that Boyke already has another woman?” ask Fikri while looking at the city of Denpasar from above.

“No,” answered Nessa without turning to Fikri.

“Since the beginning I have not wanted to be betrothed to him,” replied Nessa.

Fikri turned to Nessa.

“Then why are you sad now?” ask Fikri.

“I am sad because my Mom and I could match me with a married man. Will a woman my age be despicable because she is not married? So they betrothed me to a man who already had a wife,” replied Nessa. The view continues just ahead enjoying the city of Denpasar from above.

“They must have their own reasons, match you with Boyke,” said Fikri.

Nessa turned to Fikri.

“But his wife is pregnant, sir. I'd rather be a spinster all my life, than be an actor,” said Nessa.

“Not necessarily the woman is his wife,” Fikri said.

“How could the woman not be his wife? She is pregnant,” Nessa said.

“Come on, Nessa. Don't be naive! Not necessarily a pregnant woman is a person's legal wife. It could have been just a serial wife, lover or mistress of someone,” said Fikri.

“I don't care if she's the wife of the series, lover or mistress of Kang Boyke. What is clear is that I do not want to be an actor,” replied Nessa.

“I've often felt my lover being snatched by actors. It feels very painful,” Nessa said.