Secret Marriage
Chapter 45 The Secret Marriage

This morning, Diandra had to fly to Paris to attend a meeting there with the ranks of the company officials who financed the production of several designs he made.

All the gear Diandra brought was enough for him to be there for two weeks. And it will be used to explore himself more developed.

"Be careful, Di. We'll catch up." Rini's hugs deliver Diandra to the airport.

"Yes, I'll wait for you." Reply Diandra hugged Rini.

"Don't forget to call us when you get there." Kevin opens his voice.

Diandra nodded after taking off a hug from Rini. "Yes, I'll call you later. I'm putting Mama on you guys."

Kevin and Rini nodded compactly, "Yes, Di. We'll take care of Mama Mona. You just calm down. We're so proud of what you've got now." Continue Rini with teary eyes.

"This is also thanks to all of you who have always supported me." Diandra wiped Rini's tears.

"Hurry in!. You'll miss the plane." Kevin pulls Rini and embraces her possessively. "Let Diandra go for his success."

Rini nodded while looking at Kevin then hugged him from the side.

"I'm going, take care of yourself, take care of my mom!." Said Diandra while waving her hand and started leaving Rini and Kevin waving as well.

Diandra disappeared behind the door, she immediately headed for the waiting room. Because there's still about thirty minutes left before getting on the plane.

"I will fight to restore what was lost from Mama's hands because of me." Diandra looks at the exclusive cooperation contract from Paris.

After several hours of air travel, Diandra has landed and set foot in the city of Paris.

Arriving at the airport, Diandra picked up the driver from a company that had contracted him.

The driver will deliver Diandra to the apartment he will be staying in for the next two weeks.

"Thank you." Said Diandra when the driver had helped her get to her apartment.

"Together, Miss." The reply, then he resigned without receiving anything from Diandra.

Diandra just rested her body with a fall on the bed. Look at the white ceiling of the room.

At a time like this all those memories returned again in his memory. Only in his memory, because he did not have any precious objects from those who had already left. Only the wounds they inflicted were very deep, especially from those he loved.

Next morning...

Diandra is already very beautiful with a dress that covers her body. He will attend his first meeting.

Entering an office building that is so elite, with all its employees who look very super fashionable.

Diandra followed the steps of the person who had walked in front of him, to take him to the top of the tallest building.

"Please come in, Miss Diandra!. Everyone's waiting for Miss Diandra." Said the person who brought Diandra so politely. Slightly bowed his body while opening a little meeting room door.

"Thank you." Reply Diandra bowed a little and then he entered from the door.

Clapping cheers greeted the presence of Diandra who was still quietly pecking near the door.

"Welcome, Miss Diandra." Welcome the middle-aged woman but with a style that looks like a young child.

The middle-aged lady hugged Diandra so warmly, accepting Diandra's arrival to their company.

"Thank you." Reply Diandra a little awkward.

With the ever-expanding smile of the middle-aged woman, Diandra was brought closer to those who were already sitting in her chair.

"Let's sit here!." Diandra immediately pulled out a chair to sit on before the middle-aged lady did.

"You're so good." Said the woman while sitting next to Diandra.

Diandra sat among the people she had just seen today, until she saw the figure of the man sitting at the very end of himself, along with a beautiful and sexy woman next to her.

"Morgan." Inner Diandra.

"Patience first, Andreas. Now the dollar coffers are in our grasp, because this young designer. You can't wait to get to know her. Be patient, wait a little longer" Reply Monica and then look towards the door.

Yes, one of the company officials who attended this meeting was Dad Andreas, Anggara's father. But Diandra did not recognize him at all, because indeed he had never met. And vice versa.

"My son won't be at the meeting, he's going for a walk with his kids and his wife." Andreas Dad who understands Monica is waiting for her son.

For several days Anggara has rarely followed meetings anywhere. Because his three children are none other than the successor of the big company owned by Dad Andreas.

"Well if it's like that, pay attention to everyone." Said the middle-aged woman, so that not only Diandra who focused on staring at her, but everyone who was already present there.

Monica began to introduce them to Diandra, so that Diandra as a younger person and as a form of respect for them, the higher-ups of the company she worked with. He shook their hands one by one while lowering his body slightly. No exception to Morgan.

The atmosphere in the meeting room became warm instantly, they spoke according to their capacity in the business world they had been in. Diandra only become a good listener when they convey their hopes and dreams to Diandra through the design that Diandra will make for their company.

Until it is not felt until it is time for lunch, do not hesitate they invite Diandra to lunch together. And Diandra accepted it.

Just to tidy up the makeup, Diandra whispered to Monica to say goodbye to the toilet.

"Hi, Diandra." Greet Eliana from behind the toilet door.

"Hi, Eliana." Reply Diandra.

"I'm one of those people who really likes all the designs you produce." Praise Eliana honestly, there are even some clothes made using the Diandra design, which she took from the internet.

"Oh thank you, Eliana." Diandra is so happy if anyone appreciates his work.

"Welcome to this company, Diandra." Eliana welcomes the cooperation that has been established between Diandra and the company where she works.

When finished, Diandra said goodbye to Eliana to come out first. Eliana simply nodded while polishing her lips.

"The hydra!." Call Morgan while walking towards Diandra who just came out of the toilet.

Diandra's standing by for Morgan. Until the toilet door opened along with Morgan who arrived in front of Diandra.

"Morgan, did you catch up with me until here?." Eliana asked from behind Diandra's body.

"Excuse me..." Morgan stuttered at the two women standing in front of him.

"All right, I'm sorry." Diandra said to Morgan and Eliana, she walked towards her dining table.

At lunch age, Dad Andreas said goodbye to go home early because of business. While Monica brought Diandra to go around in the company building she led. Showing some adult clothing designs as well as some other collections.

"You're young, Di. But the talent you have is incredible." Praise Monica when they are already in one of the places that can see the sights of Paris very clearly.

"You're overdoing it, I'm also getting this all up isn't easy." Diandra replied while admiring the beauty of Paris in the afternoon from a place this high.

"But you're gonna be a great designer, Di." Monica has nothing to stop praising Diandra.

"Thank you, I can only say what you say."

Because the real Diandra felt very uncomfortable, because he had to call the middle-aged woman without any frills in front of him. Diandra asks Monica for permission to call her Miss. And Monica doesn't mind the reason for the respect for the older ones. Just for Diandra.

Both of them looked at the city of Paris which was almost dark because of the night. Monica again opened her voice while looking at Diandra.

"Here one of my favorite places, I can spend hours, even days here, just to get a brilliant idea. Or just to get rid of my tiredness."

"Yes, I think this place will inspire a lot." Diandra agreed with Monica.

"You're very smart, Diandra." Monica praised Diandra.

"Isn't Miss tired of praising me?." Diandra smiled broadly enjoying the wind that had penetrated her dress.

"Do you have a boyfriend, a husband or something?." Ask Monica bravely.

"I don't have to answer that, Miss!." Reject Diandra while looking far ahead, now in his life there is only Mama Mona, Mama Mona and Mama Mona. Because of Mama Mona that she had in her life.