Nadhila Story
Mas, Careful!

Nadhila and Hessel leave together. Nadhila continued to be silent still thinking what a proper call for Hessel the big boss who now doubles as her husband.

Hessel parked his car in a special parking lot for him. Hessel went out first and opened the side door for Nadhila to come out.

"Sir, you don't have to open the door! I can too," said Nadhila who now came out after successfully opening the seatbelt.

Hessel only smiled. Feeling anxious. Against the insensitive Nadhila, the treatment that can be said is very sweet. Hessel walked first and was followed by Nadhila who walked behind him.

"Good morning Mr. Hessel, Good Morning Dhila ..," Tio said as Hessel and Nadhila were already in front of the elevator.

"For Tio," Hessel said.

Tio stared at the bowed Nadhila, "Dhila .. Why do you have to go in? rest at home!" Tio gave his attention.

"I, can not be at home continued Mr. Tio. I'd better work." Nadhila.

Hessel closed his eyes for a moment. Feeling dislike if there is a man who gives his attention to Nadhila. Especially Tio. Who had openly expressed his feelings to Nadhila. Hessel chose to breathe deeply. After that, he normalized his emotions.

"Come!" Tio lets Hessel get into the elevator first, and is followed by Nadhila. As Nadhila stood in the middle, Hessel hugged Nadhila to move near the wall. And be Hessel standing in the middle.

Tio frowned in wonder at the attitude of his superior. It was as if Nadhila could not get close to her. However, he simply put his curiosity in his heart. Without asking them both.

Ting...

Open elevator. Hessel allowed Nadhila to walk in front of him first.

"Tio, I beg you today. You set my schedule. Let Nadhila relax today," said Hessel then passed without hearing Tio's words.

Hessel stepped in the steps of Nadhila who was now about to enter his room. After the two entered. Hessel quickly locked the door. And turn on the computer screen when it's sitting in its big chair.

"Dhila .. You better just sleep in that room!" show Hessel to a special room. Yang Nadhila did not know about the contents of the room.

"No need, sir. I will work as usual" refused Nadhila.

"Ok" Hessel re-enforced his seat and stared at the computer screen in front of him.

Nadhila was immediately struggling on the file that was delayed yesterday.

"Dhila, when will our wedding be inaugurated?!"

Hessel's question suddenly made Nadhila, who was focused on the file, stop. Nadhila looked towards Hessel. Who is now looking towards him.

"Wedding?" Nadhila repeated the word 'marriage'.

"Yes our marriage?" Hessel.

"Em .. it's up to you. If possible after a hundred days the deceased mother only. How's it?" Nadhila gives a proposal. Now Nadhila will accept the reality and accept the situation. The reality that must give up the departure of the mother. She is now the wife of her own boss.

Hessel mangosteen. "All right," said Hessel. He refocused on files he had not signed yet.

Nadhila smiled as she stared at Hessel. However, what he looked at now was the back of the chair. Because Hessel was back on the table.

Hessel suddenly stood up, and approached towards Nadhila's table. Making Nadhila replex down. "Dhila, are you now able to accept that I am your husband?" Hessel asked as he sat in the front seat of Nadhila's desk.

Nadhila nodded, "Yes, I've accepted it,"

"Then. May my dong touch you?" said Hessel, raising his eyebrows, teasing Nadhila.

Nadhila glares. But he was nervous to answer. He could only nod, without speaking.

Hessel smiled happily, now he shifted his chair and placed the chair right on the side of Nadhila's chair. Nadhila was nervous and scared.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to hug you!" hessel said calmly. Hessel understood the gesture of Nadhila's body that immediately froze, when he saw Hessel sitting next to his chair.

Nadhila. However, simultaneously the sound of knocking on the door was heard.

Hessel sighed. And rise from his seat. He came to the door he had locked. Then Hessel turned the key that was still attached to the door handle.

"Sorry sir, this is the file I prepared. Ten o'clock I meet a client" Tio said when Hessel opened the door.

"Any usually never in the key," continued Tio membatatin.

"Yes," said Hessel by reaching for the file that Tio submitted.

"The client asked to meet at a restaurant that he had reserved. I'll ask for his restaurant address later,"

"Yes, just set Tio up."

"Then I took a step back," said Tio with a glance towards Nadhila who focused on reading the documents.

"Hmmm," Hessel simply muttered. Then shut the door and lock it back.

Hessel was just about to hug his wife. But there is even interference. So now Hessel is focusing on the file that Tio just submitted. He read and studied what was written in the document.

Until it does not feel the time has shown ten o'clock. That's a sign that Hessel must hurry to meet the Client who has promised his place and time.

"Dhila .. I live first yes, if you are tired or sleepy, better just rest!"

Hessel stood up and grabbed the bag he had filled with important documents to support his meeting.

"Be careful" said Nadhila. Making Hessel's steps stop when he was already in the doorway.

Hessel smiled as he realized that Nadhila called out to him with the word 'Mas'. However, Hessel immediately continued his steps out.

Meanwhile, Nadhila cursed himself who slipped to call Hessel, with the call of the word 'Mas'.

"Yes God. How is this, why am I am so upset," murmured Nadhila.

Nadhila's mind kept thinking of the call for her husband. Finally, the reflex is said unconsciously. The word 'Mas' that Nadhila had just said. Making Nadhila himself wrong.

"Bodo ah's. Hopefully Mr. Hessel didn't hear that before" he said.

Nadhila returned to the files and emails that entered alternately from other divisions. Make the sorrow of the loss of the mother, forgotten. Because of the many tasks that make Nadhila's mind and heart focus on work.

Not long ago. The time of rest has come. However, Nadhila was reluctant to go to the cafeteria. Until Nadhila chose to fall asleep in the workspace. By bowing your head over the hand that becomes a pillow on the table.

The finished Hessel met the Client, and went into his room. He was surprised to find Nadhila asleep in a sitting position in his chair.

"Dhila, have you had lunch?" ask Hessel carefully.

There was no response from Nadhila. Make Hessel step closer to the sleeping Nadhila.

"Dhila, have you had lunch?" ask Hessel to repeat the question.

Still quiet.

Without asking Nadhila for permission. Hessel holds Nadhila up for her to move into his private room. With careful movement, Hessel laid Nadhila's body on the soft bed.

"It looks like Nadhila is very tired," murmured Hessel.

Hessel's hand stroked Nadhila's hair. However, there was no movement from Nadhila's body. It was as if Nadhila had a good dream in her sleep.

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