One Night One Billion
CHAPTER 09 - The Hate of the Flesh

While both of them were confused, someone came to them, which was none other than Ayuza who saw they were still there like they were confused.

"Aqila what's wrong?"

"Eh, eee.., this is Miss, the car broke down."

"Oh then just use my car, where will this food be sent?"

"Purnama Corp, Miss," replied the driver named Fikri.

"It just so happens that I will be there too. Eeemm.., look at it, you've got a pissed-off car, but before that move the food to the trunk of my car first, let me help you deliver it."

Ayuza offer they do not directly accept, Aqila enough to keep it, because it feels bad, a good car brings a food box? it is unethical, after all, whether it will not trouble the owner of the car, Inner Aqila.

"No need, Miss. Let us use Taxi services only," Aqila declined fine.

Not liking the rejection, Ayuza continued to force, and finally Aqila and Fikri agreed because Ayuza continued to force them.

On the way, Ayuza who was sitting in the back seat with Aqila continued to invite Aqila to talk, in fact, he did not hesitate to say that he had experienced a chase with some paid thugs and was saved by a man. Aqila is quite amused by the story of Ayuza's experience, which unknowingly turns out they have arrived at Purnama Corp.

"Goodness turned out to have arrived, sorry if you are bored with my story," said Ayuza who helped Aqila drop the container containing the box

the food.

"It's okay Miss, I'm glad to hear it."

"I'm very busy, so I didn't have time to have a friend, I used to have but school time. You want to be my friend." Aqila only smiled because she herself felt unsure of the friendship requested by the woman named Ayuza. Because judging from anywhere, they are very different, in terms of sircle, or caste.

BRUUGH!

Ayuza and Aqila almost dropped the big box because Ayuza's body accidentally hit someone who would enter the main door of the company. "I'm sorry, we're not miserable...."

Ayuza was silent for a moment, now stood a man who was looking at her so deeply. Aqila who did not understand the situation just fell silent, not daring to say a word.

"Mr Erik, how are you?" ayuza's lips moved on their own, asking a question.

That man was Erik, Dirga's best friend.

"Emm, sorry Miss, I'll deliver this first." Finally, with Aqila's courage, he interrupted the conversation.

Ayuza just nodded with a faint smile. Aqila went inside with the help of Ayuza's assistant.

Feeling unanswered by her question, Ayuza would pass away and close the trunk of the car, but Erik's barinton voice stopped her strangulation.

While Ayuza who went with Erik, Aqila was already in the pantry with a woman who was in charge of taking care of the consumption of employees. "Then I say yes, ma'am." Aqila was going to get out of there, but the woman immediately stopped the lungs.

"Eh! just one!" Aqila's steps came to a halt instantly.

"Yes, Madam? what was? is there anything less?"

"No, this gives it to Mr. President!" The woman who was no longer young gave up one box with a different teampat from the others.

"Huh? me, Madam?"

"Yes, it's your duty, your responsibility, if anything is eaten, the boss can rebuke you directly.'"

"Hurry up, you're late."

"But isn't it my job to just deliver all this and then get the company back?"

"Indeed how it works like this, don't ask too many questions, take it and deliver it, make sure the Boss eats it!"

Aqila let out a long sigh, only to find out how it works like that, he said. Surely he was getting tired, but imagining akakn getting a doble salary, his spirit was burning again.

By continuing to ask several employees, Aqila was finally able to find the room of the President of the company. "This damage is huge, if only I could work here" murmured Aqila.

Tok Tok Tok! Aqila knocked on the door and after getting the message from inside, she went in there and put a paper bag containing the food very carefully.

"Sorry sir, I put it here, excuse me." Aqila would pass away but again her steps would have to come to a standstill.

"Do you not understand how a delivery resto Purnama works?" Aqila is imprinted, she is pegged in her place.

"That sound again?" aqila mutter.

Slowly turn around and. jreng! who was currently standing in front of him by folding his hands was the man he hated, hated so much.

Feeling very stupid, he just realized that the name of the restaurant and the name of the company where he currently stands are indeed the same. The owner is certainly the same.

Yes he is Bima Dirgantara Houten. The man who had taken his chastity, the pia who humbled him by giving him a check to hold a precious crown from a woman.

Staring sharply and stepping closer, his eyes glanced at his watch and said, "You're 15 minutes late."