Secretary Charm
Chapter.11 Dependency

Two days without a secretary who used to set the schedule and accompany him to work overtime made Aksa feel something strange in his daily life. He is back in a frenzy with Dita who is assigned to replace Alle's duties during the woman's leave.

Everything Dita did was wrong in Aksa's eyes. For some reason, he felt that only Alle understood his wish.

Like this morning, when Dita made her coffee. His tongue rejected the taste that Dita made until the CEO several times told Dita to remake coffee for him. Even so, it was still wrong until the arrogant man threw Dita out of his room.

Not to mention about all the schedules arranged by Dita, all felt not timely. Though the girl had received instructions from Alle before Dita replaced her duties as secretary.

Aksa massaged his temple which felt throbbing pain due to too much anger. Maybe his blood pressure is going up now. "Can I have a stroke if I think I keep going" he said to himself.

He kept massaging his head hoping that the throbbing was lessened. His eyes opened when a knock came from outside.

"Come in" he answered.

"Good day, sir. I'd like to let you know if two o'clock there will be a meeting with the marketing department."

"Cancel all today's agenda."

"But, Mr ...."

Aksa's glaring eyes made Silvi no longer ask much questions. His boss was in an angry fashion when viewed from the look on his face. Not wanting to disturb the kind that was raging, Silvi decided to leave immediately. However, he did not reach the door yet, Aksa called him back.

"Nr ...."

"Yes, sir." Silvi flips body.

"Aksa!" If Aksa asks to be called by name without frills sir, this man is asking him to talk as a friend. Silvi was a friend of Aksa during High School, Aksa also helped the woman to get into her father's company.

Silvi leisurely approached and sat on the bench right in front of Aksa.

"Why?"

"Gue no longer wants to be helped by Dita. Nothing really works. Keep me emotional. I could have died young because of high blood pressure against that kid."

Silvi laughed at the outpouring of her friend's heart.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Sa, it's not Dita who's wrong. He's done everything Alle instructed." Previously Dita had complained to Silvi about Aksa's anger and the task he was doing.

"If that's true, why doesn't anything go wrong. No coffee can!"

"It's not wrong Dita too, but your tongue is already addicted ama Alle."

Aksa. Mean what?

"Lo has reliance on that secretary, Sa. Only he can understand you. Know your taste, and know how to schedule your life," added Silvi.

"I don't know what you mean, lo."

"The point is, all you need is Alle, not the others."

Aksa thought about what Silvi said. It was true that he had become dependent on his secretary.

"Gue is afraid that you will fall in love with your secretary" Silvi teased.

"What the hell, lo!"

"Well, let's see. Is the beautiful widow capable of seducing an Earth Aksara. I'll bet on Alle."

Can't stand being teased by this friend Aksa exclaimed furiously. "Get out, lo!"

"Ready, Mr. Aksa." Silvi laughed to herself, then left the boss room which was her old friend.

Aksa opened her phone. He saw Alle's contact there. He wanted to contact his secretary to find out. It's been two days since he applied for Aksa's leave not once heard from Alle.

The worry that lingered in his heart made Aksa immediately turn off his phone screen and put it in the pocket of the suit. "Ah, stupid fool!"

He began to reopen the file in front of him. The file that had been all day did not make him interested in opening anything else to read it. Trying to keep busy so that what Silvi said about him is diverted from his mind.

Upset with herself, Aksa decides to leave the office. Maybe going for a moment from the routine to refresh the mind will make him re-discover the spirit of his work.

He chose to drive his own car joining the crowd of the capital's roads. While tuning the music audio to accompany his solitude. Several times he turned to the side, where usually the empty place was occupied by the secretary.

Why would it have to be Alle again?

He wanted to avoid thinking about the woman. But every thing always reminds him of Alle.

Not having a purpose from the beginning, the car he drove past the hospital which reminded him of Alle. I don't know what made him turn towards the parking lot of the hospital, which is certainly his intention to know the news of his secretary should he get today.

Aksa got out of the car and called Alle. Ask where the son of his secretary is in the care of.

"Mr, is it here?" ask Alle who's in Chilla's nursery.

"Hem."

"Where?"

"In the parking lot."

"Oh, Ok, sir, I'll just pick it up." As a tribute to her superior, Alle chose to pick up the man rather than have Aksa search for Chilla's own nursery.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to bother you, but thank you so much for visiting my son" Alle said when they reached Chilla's nursery.

Aksa just fell silent. He noticed his secretary's son lying down with an infusion tube on the child's left hand.

"Who, Ma?" chilla asked seeing the arrival of a foreign figure to her.

"Know Darling, this is Pak Aksa. She's Mama's boss in the office."

"Hello, Om." Chilla waved her right hand at Aksa.

"Eh, hello too," replied Aksa who felt stiff.

"Om, take it, what?"

Aksa was confused by the question of the little boy in front of her. He didn't bring anything, so why was he asked what.

"Chilla, it can't be that." Alle. He also saw the look of Aksa who was confused by his son's question.

"But, the Chilla's parents all brought gifts for Chilla. Like the teacher, Tio's mother. They brought gifts." Chilla replied innocently.

That's where Aksa only realized if he did not bring anything as a hand for this sick little boy.

"Yes, but it can't be like that. Ok."

The little boy was a little upset with his mother's advice.

"I'm sorry my son, sir." Alle smiled shyly at Chilla's behavior.

"It's okay, I'm wrong. I didn't know that visiting a sick person had to bring a gift."

"Ah .. not like that, sir. Just seeing Chilla made me happy." Sure oes. During his time as secretary of an Aksa, the man rarely or never even visited a sick person. Only bouquets or gifts are sent to business colleagues if someone is sick. It was also an initiative of Alle herself.

Aksa is closer to Chilla. He was sitting on a plastic bench next to the treatment bed. "Today, Om did not bring anything, but you can ask for anything you want."

"Really, Om?"

Aksa nodded.

The little boy who has not even six years old put his index finger on his chin as if thinking hard to ask what from his mother's boss.

"Chilla can ask papa?"

Sontak Alle and Aksa looked at each other. What kind of request is this? Where can Aksa grant it.