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"Wife?" The god repeated his question to Deva.

"Yes, don't you have kids? Jason's his name?"

The god laughed off hearing Deva's words. "As you may think, Dev. Just give me a run."

"Any," said Deva as he exited the room.

The gods can only shake their heads. The first day of work at Diamond Corp was very colorful. The secretary and his personal assistant, have a difference in how to treat him 180 degrees.

****

As God requested earlier, lunch time this time, Deva passed along with his new CEO and also Sashi. The three people left after Deva performed dhuhur prayer.

Arriving at the shopping center, they go directly to the store of famous brands specifically clothing, shoes, ties, and anything related to men's accessories. Sashi is so active in aligning his steps with the Gods. Deva chose to be a few steps behind the two.

While waiting for the God who is picking on shirts, Deva tried to look around some items that according to his estimates can still be reached with the contents of the wallet in his bag. But unfortunately, almost all prices show digit numbers that can make it feverish.

Ignoring the Gods that Sashi had served so well, Deva opted out of the store. Not to go away, just looking around the store that can be used as a place to find souvenirs for Tino.

A wide smile rang from Deva's lips. After looking at a store that sells knick knacks or football attributes. Now, Deva just hope, the price of goods there is still affordable by his budget.

Deva looked back, then screeched involuntarily. How not? Clearly in his eyes, the Deity many times, was seen embracing Sashi. Deva is completely inexhaustible, besides being annoying, arrogant, and arrogant, it turns out, God is also a Don Juan.

Leaving his legs lazily towards the two, Deva deliberately let out a deheman. Perhaps because he still has shame or embarrassment, Sashi somewhat distanced his body from the Gods.

"Sorry, is it still a long time? If it's still, I'd like to ask permission to go to the sports store for a while," Deva asked casually.

"Sorry, isn't it here I'm the boss? Why did you ask me long ago if I was here? Back, Dev." The gods responded.

"Regardless of who the boss is, I think the business here is also not a business matter. All right, without compromising respect. I say goodbye first. See you at the office again. In business of course." Deva slightly bent her body, then immediately turned around and set her legs wide without waiting for the response of the new boss.

God swore in the heart. Until he was thirty-five years old like now, only this time there were women who did not look at him special. Deva's view on him is very ordinary, not a contrived ketus or even upset who deliberately to provoke his attention.

"Beb, does Deva really have anything to do with Tino?" The gods began to be a little curious. If with him alone, Deva was not interested, Tino should not enter the calculation anymore. With skin that is too white, thin red lips, neat middle split hair, and wire that fences his teeth, Tino deserves to be called beautiful rather than handsome. Just a hobby of watching football matches, which confirms Tino is indeed a man.

Sashi frowned upon hearing the God's question. He started to remember Deva and Tino's attitude and body language all along. As an employee who has not been working with the two for too long, of course Sashi can not be too judgmental.

"It doesn't seem like it, sir. Because every time we're overtime, we're always together. Mr. Tino is good with all employees. If both are close, it is natural. Because of all Mr. Tino's business, almost through Deva."

On the other hand, Deva has also enjoyed his lunch at the food court near the parking lot of the car outside. Favorite place for employees with UMR salaries to fill their stomachs. Of course because the price is relatively cheaper than those in the shopping center.

****

Deva breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she had arrived earlier than Sashi and the Gods. Deva immediately continued some work.

The gods came thirty minutes later. After sipping a glass of water to the toilet, the man immediately lifted the phone handle and dialed the three-digit number connecting to the room of a personal assistant. Hearing the greeting sound from Deva, the God immediately requested that the woman immediately go to his room. It was not until a matter of five minutes that Deva was already standing before the Gods.

"Can I help you, sir?" asked Deva, without any stale bases as usual.

"Know what's wrong?" The god looked at Deva so sharply. Deliberately replied to his assistant's question as well with a question.

"Wrongly? I don't feel like I made any mistakes." Deva squinted her eyes in astonishment.

"really? Was it in school that you weren't taught attitude or manners?" The god let Deva stand. While he instead sat where Deva usually sat if he was in the room.

"Of course taught. If something is wrong, please let me know. I'm not a typical person who is sensitive to innuendo," said Deva, sounding like a challenge to God.

"You should know, if you think you're going together, then you should go home together. What you did earlier, was very disrespectful" God said.

Deva fell silent. Digesting while remembering the back of the incident this afternoon. Gods are not wrong, but they are also not completely right.

"Sorry, Sir. If I wait for Father. I will probably be back late to the office. Didn't you ever say - good employees, will not wander in working hours. I try to keep from breaking those rules in a conscious state" said Deva.

"As long as you're with me, it's my responsibility as a leader. The important point that you must remember from today's incident is to never leave your boss at will. Don't argue with the boss, or I'll just, uh,"

"Fired me? Please, Sir! I believe Diamond Corp is the best company in labor management. The staffing section certainly has a trade record of the performance of each employee. As far as I know, we are still both employees. It won't be that easy to fire me. HRD will question professional reasons, not excuses based on dislike."

Jakun Dewa instantly went up and down, he gulped his saliva many times as long as Deva spoke. There is always a first in this life. And this time, it was the first time he was denied outright by a woman.

"Mothers may not like me. Maybe personally, I am a bitch. But please, as long as we work together, just look at my performance professionally. If indeed I am inappropriate, and you are not comfortable with my existence as your personal assistant, please submit to the HRD to find other employees who can replace my position." Deva uttered with intonation and an equally firm voice.

"Why is it so long? You are really smart. It's already! Continue yourjob. I'll see you tonight. Dandan is cute, but sometimes someone has a crush on you. Surely not me."

The god who had wanted to suppress Deva, turned around could not wince. The man was a little misbehaved. What Deva said is true. Dewa is not the son of a shareholder, it just so happens that he can be accepted to work as CEO. The rules that bind them are the same, and cannot be made at will.