My secretary the Old Virgin
6. Meeting With the President Director.

Nessa is typing a document, suddenly Fikri comes while embracing the waist of a woman. The woman was neither Vania nor the woman that Fikri had brought. Fikri brought a different woman into his office.

Well, he's got a toy. There are so many girls, Nessa said in her heart.

Nessa quickly stood up from her seat.

“Good morning, Sir,” said Nessa.

“Again, Nessa,” replied Fikri.

Fikri opened the door of his room.

“Nessa, I don't want to be disturbed, yes!” fikri said before entering his room.

“But soon you have a meeting,” Nessa said.

“Cancel it. I don't want to be disturbed!” said Fikri then maasuk to his room.

“Good, Sir. I will tell this to Mbak Septi,” replied Nessa.

Hearing Nessa's words, Fikri came out of her room again.

“What did you say?” ask Fikri.

“I will tell Mbak Septi,” replied Nessa calmly.

“You threatened me?” asked Fikri in annoyance.

“I did not threaten Father. But yesterday afternoon Ma'am Septi contacted me, if today you have a meeting with the main director,” replied Nessa calmly.

Septi is the secretary of Mr. Taufik, Fikri's father.

“So morning Papah didn't say anything to me,” said Fikri.

“Waduh, I don't know, sir. All I know this afternoon Mr. there was a meeting with the main director at restaurant Garden hotel Lotus,” replied Nesa.

“Yes already, later you remind me that I have to go to a meeting. Now I don't want to be disturbed,” said Fikri.

“But many documents you have to sign. Said the public relations devision staff awaited his signature. There are also documents from the financial division that you must sign. The word financial manager is very important, because it concerns the salary of employees next month,” said Nessa.

“When do I have fun? You are so happy to bother me,” said Fikri in annoyance.

Am I thinking? Bo-do is very upset, which is important my work is smooth, Nessa said in her heart.

“Later I sign. Now I want to have fun first,” said Fikri.

It's hard, if you've dealt with naf-su. Not the rich are not the poor, if the naf-su has peaked must be completed now. We are all afraid, Nessa said in her heart.

Fikri entered his room and locked the door. Nessa continues her work. An hour later the door of Fikri's room opened. Fikri and the woman were standing at the door, they kissed each other for a while. Nessa just glanced for a moment and refocused herself on her work.

“Later if I need you, I will tell you again,” Fikri told the woman.

“Oke, I wait. Bye, see you again,” said the woman.

 Then the woman left Fikri's room. Fikri turned towards Nessa who was focusing on the PC screen, then entered her room.

Half an hour later the staff of the finance department and the staff of the public relations department came to Nessa.

“Teh, Mr Fikri is still a guest?” ask Hera from the financial division.

“Home home his guest,” replied Nessa.

“Alhamdullilah,” replied Hera.

Suddenly Nessa's intercom rang.

“Ya, Sir,” replied Nessa.

“Call financial manager here!” fikri.

“Good, Sir,” replied Nessa.

“Manager you are called Mr. Fikri,” Nessa told Hera.

“OK, Tea,” Hera head straight to the cliff to return to her room.

“It looks like not yet, deh,” replied Nessa.

“Yes, I'll be back later,” said Elsi.

Suddenly the door of Fikri's room opened.

“Nes, give this to the public relations division. If the financial manager comes directly into my room,” said Fikri.

“Good, Sir,” replied Nessa.

Hearing Fikri's words, Elsi returned again.

“Nih, the document,” Nessa gave the document to Elsi.

“Thank you, Tea,” said Elsi.

Elsi leaves Nessa's place.

At half-twelve in the afternoon Fikri walked out of his room.

“You're coming with me!” fikri.

“Oh, I don't think I should go to a meeting,” replied Nessa.

“You want me to be scolded by my Papah?’ asked Fikri in annoyance.

“Now times only, I don't have to come. Usually also I can not come with you anywhere,” replied Nessa.

“You were chatty once. Frequently refuting my words,” said Fikri in annoyance.

“Alright, Sir,” replied Nessa.

Nessa put her phone in a bag. Not forgetting he put the notebook in the bag.

“Pocket! Later we're late,” exclaimed Fikri saw Nessa who put her things casually. Fikri immediately walked towards the liff. Nessa quickly sinks her bag and catches up with Fikri.

Fikri entered the Garden restaurant. A Chinese restaurant located at Lotus Hotel. Nessa follows Fikri from behind. Fikri approached an elderly man and an elderly woman. Fikri kissed the back of the man and woman's hands. Near them were some older men from Fikri and some women who were also older than Fikri. If noticed their faces are similar to Fikri. It seemed like they were Fikri's parents and brothers.

“Nessa,” suddenly a woman greets Nessa.

Nessa looked back. A woman stood behind him in an elegant style similar to a career woman.

“Include me Septi,” the woman reached out her hand. Nessa replied by regretting it.

“Let's sit here,” Septi invites to a table not far from Mr. Fikri's table. At the table were several men and women. Septi introduced them one by one. It turned out that they were the assistants and secretaries of Fikri's brothers. Nessa joined them.

It turned out that this was not a meeting with the main director, but a family lunch event. Today is the birthday of Dira's mother Fikri. Dira's mother wants to have lunch with her husband and children. In order for his children to attend the lunch, Mr. Taufik deliberately told Septi to tell his children that they had a meeting with the director.

A waiter came to bring food for them and put it on the table. Nessa looked at the dish, hesitating to eat it.

“Do not be afraid, it's halal. This restaurant serves halal Chinese cuisine,” Septi said as he understood Nessa's doubts.

“Iya, Ma'am,” replied Nessa.

“Come please enjoy the food,” said Septi please.

Nessa and her secretary and other assistants enjoyed the meal.

This family meal took a long time. They only returned to their offices after three o'clock.

“After this my schedule what else?” ask Fikri when he's in the car.

“Father there is a dinner with Bintang Jaya company regarding the construction of five-star hotels,” replied Nessa.

Fikri sighed.

“You're coming, yes. If you can successfully get this project, you I give you a bonus,” said Fikri.

“Good, Sir,” replied Nessa.

It's better to have dinner with his boss, than to be alone in the room. We can get a free dinner.