RICH MAN
ANEH

Nagita is a nineteen-year-old girl who has been working in a well-known company as an Office Girl. The diploma he had was only a high school graduate, but it was not a problem for him to work as an office girl in a company owned by a big boss who was known to have a cold and uncaring character.

Although often the target of anger he never intended to quit the company. Given that only he who works with a fairly high income compared to his brother who only as an angkot driver.

His brother used to work in one of the companies but the company went bankrupt until in the end his brother chose to become an angkot driver while getting a more decent job in his field.

However, until this moment the brother never knew the office where Nagita worked. He always refused to be interceded knowing that his job would not be approved by his brother. Nagita was always asked to continue her education. But she refused because she knew it was impossible to make things difficult for her brother.

"Gita, how come we daydream? I'm told to make tea, Father!"

"Okay ready Ma'am, I finish this first,"

In addition to being an office girl, she also took over for the kitchen. Prepare drinks for guests and their own bosses.

Finished mopping in the front of the kitchen, he went to the kitchen to make his boss' order earlier. And when he finished he brought a cup of tea to his boss' room. Before entering, he took a long breath. How not, his drink was rejected several times, thrown in front of him. It was even spilled out and told to clean it by the boss.

"Good day, sir?"

"Jiang,"

"Drink sir,"

"Just put it there!"

Nagita put a drink on the table and then turned around slowly and his heart felt like it was going to be dislodged every time he did this.

"Gita wait!!"

"Is there anything less, sir?"

"You've done enough, thank you. Today there are no more glass throws,"

Nagita smiles.

"Why smile?"

"There is no sir. I'll go first,"

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Azka Winata, a man less than thirty years old who was in his head only worked and worked. Not caring about the affairs of the heart that even he himself was already reluctant about love. Every time he wanted to channel his biological needs, he looked for a woman one night or commonly called One Night Stand who often made him throw women away without caring what happened next.

His age is fairly established, does not mean there is a plan to marry in his head. There are only people looking for money and money.

Azka himself was always cold to all his employees. No matter the heart of others. Although his words were heartbreaking but there was never anyone who came out of his company.

The person he suffers most often is Nagita. How not, if not throw a drink. He threw food in front of Nagita. Fortunately, the woman was still working for him. But even so, often he slipped a bonus on Nagita every payday. He knew that Nagita was very young and even the youngest among his dozens of employees.

Azka herself once had a lover of an adult magazine model. Since then Azka began to be depressed and did not care about women. Women can be bought with money. The event that broke his heart was when he wanted to give a birthday surprise. What he found was a woman he loved hugging a man on a bed whose body was covered in blankets and clothes scattered. Since then he has been a jerk and slept with many women.

"Az, are you out tonight?" Said someone suddenly without permission to enter Azka's room. He was Damar, Azka's trusted man all along.

"No, you find me a girl for tonight tell me to go to my apartment!"

"Worn out?"

"Noh that's pretty downstairs. Not your interest?"

"Who?"

"Sirv."

"Fuck you, she's a good girl. Plain and again he's my employee where I might touch him,"

"Lo know not? She's never been together at all, which means she's a virgin,"

"Once in a while don't stay. I don't want to ruin people's lives. Let him have his own life. I want something like usual,"

"OK on."

Damar came out of his room. Azka refocused on her work. The memory of her lover always made her mood cloudy and emotional.

Arrive at eight o'clock in the evening. He is still struggling with his work.

Being too tired, Azka went downstairs to see a very quiet state in her office.

Bugh

Sounds coming from the kitchen. He immediately ran to the kitchen.

"Nagita what are you doing here? Why haven't you come home?"

"How do I want to go home Father himself is still in the office. I have to clean up, sir."

"I'm done, what are you doing?"

"Oh that's me taking a shower sir. Not accidentally my elbow buckets so fall,"

Azka took a deep breath.

"Yes, you're home!"

"Yes sir,"

"Who are you going home with?"

"Himself."

Azka gawked at the girl's words. Going home alone in the middle of Jakarta is amazing.

"Follow me!"

Azka drags Nagita's hand towards the parking lot.

"Where is sir? I want to go home,"

"My company's dinner, I'm hungry."

Azka opened the car door and immediately threw the woman's body in the car. He doesn't usually behave that way to his employees. But because the atmosphere is quiet, it means he is free with anyone.