My secretary the Old Virgin

My secretary the Old Virgin
27. Phone At Night.


Nessa turns off the PC and takes care of her desk. He's getting ready to go home. After her desk came back, Nessa approached Fikkri's room and knocked on her door.


“Log in,” replied Fikri from inside his room.


Nessa opens the door to Fikri's office.


“What's up, Nes?” ask Fikri while focusing on her laptop.


“Father no longer need anything?” ask Nessa.


Fikri shifted her gaze from her laptop to Nessa.


“What's really why? What do you want?” ask Fikri.


“I want to go home, Sir. It's five o'clock in the afternoon,” replied Nessa.


“Come, I drive home,” said Fikri.


“Eh, no need. I ride ojek,” said Nessa.


“Do not like to argue. Anyway I'll drive home!” fikri.


Fikri turned off his laptop. Then put in a laptop bag and carried by Fikri.


“Let me bring you laoptopnys,” says Nessa.


Fikri gives a laptop to Nessa.


“Later at night have to overtime to check the hotel report in Bali and the company in Singapore,” Fikri said as they walked towards the liff. Nesa pressed the liff button and the liff door opened. They got into the liff.


“Why not find assistant?” nessa asked as she pressed the down button.


“That one for hotel in Bali and another one for company in Singapore. If I am special for this company,” said Nessa.


“Let's go, if it's not necessary now. There will still be you. I do not want the closeness of the two of us disturbed by the presence of the new assistant” replied Fikri.


Finally the liff reached the ground floor. Nessa and Fikri get off the cliff. Mr. Eno is waiting for them in front of the lobby. Fikri and Nessa get in the car.


“Pak, to where Nessa used to cost,” Fikri told Pak Eno.


“Good, Sir,” replied Mr. Eno. The car left the office yard.


The road to Nessa's boarding house is long enough because the road is jammed. Nessa's boarding place is not far from the office, if the taxi ride is only five minutes. But because the road is jammed so it is taken fifteen minutes.


Mr. Eno stopped the car in front of Nessa's boarding house.


“Your special place of cost is female?” ask Fikri while looking towards Nessa's boarding place.


“Iya,” replied Nessa.


“There are no men who stay?” ask Fikri.


“Nothing. Mother boarding is fierce. Why do you ask that?” ask Nessa suspiciously.


“Just want to know,” replied Fikri.


“Awas if you would like to stay here!” nessa Ancam.


“No. Who wants to stay here? I just asked,” said Fikri.


“I am afraid that if there are men staying here, suddenly enter your room,” said Fikri.


“Males should not stay here. Even the cos-boss guard can't get into the boarding place,” said Nessa.


“Good. Means safe,” says Fikri.


“I'm down, sir. Assalamualaikum,” says Nessa.


“Eh, this is not yet,” Fikri stretched out her palm for Nessa to kiss.


Nessa hit Fikri's palm.


“Not halal, not allowed,” replied Nessa.


Nessa got out of Fikri's car.


“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Fikri when Nessa got out of the car.


Mr. Eno laughed looking at Fikri who was hit by Nessa's hand.


“This one is different huh, sir?” ask Mr. Eno through rear-vision mirror.


“Iya, very fierce. Difficult to conquer,” replied Fikri.


Such was his daily life of Fikri and Nessa. Fikri is always trying to show love and affection while Nessa does not believe in the gombal seduction said by Fikri.


Nessa is sound asleep. Suddenly his phone rang. He woke up from his sleep.


“Who the hell is bothering night-night?” nessa asked in annoyance.


With sleepy eyes Nessa picks up the phone from the top of the nightstand. He saw Fikri's name on his phone screen.


“What are these nights calling? Disturb people to sleep only,” says Nessa.


Nessa answered the phone from Fikri. Otherwise he answers for sure his phone will not stop ringing.


“Assalamualaikum,” says Nessa answered Fikri's call.


“Waalaikumsalam. Nes, you're ready. We go to Singapore right now!” fikri said as if in a hurry.


“Hah? Not wrong, sir? What time is it?” ask Nessa.


His drowsiness suddenly disappeared hearing Fikri's words.


“Jam ten nights. Dad suddenly fainted in the bathroom. Until now has not been aware,” replied Fikri.


“Search airline tickets where are these nights? Not necessarily able to get a ticket,” asked Nessa confused.


“I asked Kang Prima for help to find a plane for rent. Anyway, now you're ready. Once the plane can, I immediately pick you up,” replied Fikri.


“Good, Sir. I will get ready soon,” replied Nessa.


“Assalamualaikum,” says Fikri.


“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Nessa.


Nessa immediately got out of bed and prepared all the clothes and items she would bring.


Forty-five minutes later, Fikri called Nessa back.


“Assalamualaikum,” says Nessa.


“Waalaikumsalam. I've been in front of your boarding place,” said Fikri.


“Good, Sir. I will be out soon,” said Nessa.


Nessa took her suitcase out of her room. Before he met Fikri he paid first to the guard at his boarding place because suddenly he had to leave for Singapore. After parting with the guard, Nessa immediately approached Fikri's car which was waiting in front of her boarding place. A driver got out of Fikri's car, but the driver was not Mr. Eno. Nessa gave her suitcase to the driver to put in the trunk. While he got in the car. In the car was Fikri waiting for him. Nessa sits next to Fikri. Then the driver got back in the car.


“Direct to airport, Sir,” said Fikri.


“Good, Sir,” replied the driver. The car rolled off Nessa's boarding house.


Arriving at the airport the car stops in front of the VIP departure terminal. Fikri and Nessa get out of the car and carry their suitcases. In front of the VIP departure terminal there was already Prima waiting for them. Fikri greeted Prima and they hugged each other.


“Thank you, Kang. Akang already wants to help Fikri,” said Fikri.


“Hopefully the journey is smooth until the destination,” said Prima.


“Aamin,” replied Fikri.


“Quick in, the plane is ready,” said Prima.


“Titip Papah, Kang,” says Fikri.


“Iya, you take it easy,” replied Prima.


Fikri and Nessa break into the VIP room, a flight attendant greets them. They immediately entered the plane.


Nessa turned to Fikri. The man looked out the window. He looks so sad. Very different from the usual who always use it


“What are you doing okay?” ask Nessa.


“I'm afraid there's nothing with Dad,” replied Fikri as he looked into the pitch-black window.


Nessa holds Fikri's hand.


“May all be well,” said Nessa.


“Aamiin. Thank you,” replied Fikri.


At two o'clock in the morning when Singapore Fikri's plane landed. Fikri and Nessa exit through the VIP arrival airport. They were picked up by Mr. Taufik's relationship driver. Fikri didn't tell Sam to pick them up. Because Fikri assigned Mr. Sam to wait in the hospital until he came.


Fikri and Nessa head straight to ME hospital. Fikri and Nessa stopped in front of the hospital lobby. The driver took out Fikri and Nessa's suitcase from the trunk.


“Thank you, sir,” said Fikri before the driver left. The driver answered with a nod of his head.


Fikri and Nessa walk inside the hospital pushing their suitcase. They're heading straight to the ICU where Mr. Lee treated.