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Draga spoke without looking at Dhandeli, only struggling with the documents in front of him.

"What Sir?"

Dhandeli turned around and tried to ascertain what Draga had asked for.

"Originally you know that every company has its own rules, PT GE puts forward the comfort of its employees in order to work efficiently and effectively, and it will be created without any outside interference."

Draga stopped his activities checking documents and turned to look at Dhandeli who was gaped in disbelief.

"Well sir I will always maintain calm, tranquility and peace Mr, uh I mean working environment."

Dhandeli was very forced to obey the will of his superiors, but in his heart said 'Never, we will see later hahaha' with a smile forced Dhan to say goodbye to back his work shirt.

When he returned to his desk, Dhan's face was not very nice to see.

"You okay, Dhan?"

The senior assistant who had noticed Dhan who seemed to be filled with emotion finally tried to ask Dhan's condition.

"I'm fine, sis, just... is my action to bring Draker to disturb the atmosphere of our work environment?"

Dhan looks very frustrated.

"Draker?"

His senior was confused by what he meant and spoke of.

"Oh, I'm sorry Brother, Draker is my favorite bike name hehe..."

Dhan smiled very awkwardly.

His senior just smiled shaking his head at the young girl in front of him, then continued what things Dhan had to learn, his senior also informed Dhan of some of the Draga habits every day.

Dhan read about all the things that his senior assistant had just given him. There is one thing that makes him confused, Draga working hours are different from other employees. Drag holidays as much as three days, Friday, Saturday and Sunday, in the data was also stated that Draga was willing to reduce his salary to work for four days a week.

"What event does Mr Draga have on Friday each week? so he's willing to cut his pay."

Dhan asked his senior.

"That's his privacy, so no one knows."

Finally they both returned to work with a comfortable atmosphere that did not feel it was time for lunch.

"Where are you going to eat Dhan?"

Ask the senior to Dhan.

"I'll eat with someone brother."

"Oh so, well then, just remember coming back to the office 10 minutes before well..."

The senior reminded the entrance time for the assistants to be at 12:50.

"Yes, brother, I remember, happy lunch..."

Dhan gave his best smile as the senior waved his hand.

The senior passed away, while Dhan was still busy chatting with someone via his cellphone until he did not realize Draga passed in front of him. An unexpected incident occurred, Dhan hit the chest of the Draga field to stagger backward and almost fell if there was no table there.

Bugh!

"I'm sorry sir, I'm sorry, I didn't accidentally."

Dhan apologized spontaneously.

"If you're always this careless, I don't know what's going to happen to your future."

With a cold and annoyed look Draga returned to his room, ten minutes later, Draga came out with a new shirt.

Dhan was flabbergasted at the man before him with astonishment and astonishment. Just because he was hit by Dhan, Draga had to replace his work shirt that was not stained at all, with annoyed Draga slammed the door and passed away ignoring him.

The ringtone sound of Dhan's mobile phone also rang, Arthem's name was written there, Dhan also answered the phone while running out of the office.

Arthem was apparently waiting for Dhan in the office yard with a calm and cool style, cool like a model so that it became the center of attention of other employees.

"The man is very handsome..."

Women not far from Arthem muttered in a loud voice, not even that, there were two women who approached Arthem openly asking for acquaintance and Arthem mobile number.

With a forced smile Dhan then dragged Arthem to a nearby restaurant without knowing Arthem was laughing at him.

"Stop laughing stupid like that Art! because my meal time is only 15 minutes."

Arthem stopped and ordered fast food at the request of Dhan who was sulking.

"Have you been able to eat junk food without stomach problems?"

Arthem confirmed Dhan's true condition could not eat fast-food or those using high-protein flour.

"If you want to be independent, you have to dare to try."

With a confident smile Dhan ate the fried chicken and burger he ordered voraciously whereas Arthem only sighed deeply.

After finishing his lunch Arthem drove Dhan back to the office and back to the place where he could keep an eye on Dhan.

Dhan also followed the routine schedule of Draga activities every lunch he would go around to the production division area to check both the progress, supporting equipment and other assets.

After finishing touring Draga, Dhan and his seniors returned to the room and made an evaluation of their review results.

But the unexpected happened, Dhan several times vomiting and back and forth to the toilet so that the look of Dhan's face was very pale and look lethargic with a circle of cold sweat flowing profusely and wet his forehead.

"You okay, Dhan? you look pale and limp, are you sick?"

the senior assistant was so worried that he called Draga to ask for permission for Dhan to be taken to the office clinic.

"Sir, Dhan... Dhan from the production division was nauseous and vomiting, his face was pale, I was afraid he was poisoned sir."

The senior also explained the condition of Dhan who had begun to weaken.

Unexpectedly, Draga's reply was very upsetting, upsetting the senior assistant.

"He's a spoiled kid who's not used to working, so just let him go first."

Draga hung up his phone coldly and resumed the piling up work.

"Dhan what can I help you with?"

Ask the senior.

"Please call Arthem, this is my phone, brother, Arthem, please let him in here."

After handing Dhandeli's phone unconscious with his head on the table, his senior immediately called Arthem.

"With Arthem?"

The senior greeted in a panicked tone making Arthem instantly understand the situation that occurred and the conclusion of the panic of Dhandeli's office friend.

"I see, now please give me permission to enter, I'll come pick her up soon."

Arthem immediately hung up and ran into the office precisely to the reception area, the receptionist also gave a visitor tag to Arthem immediately because he had previously received a confirmation call from senior Dhan, who was not a single member of the receptionist, and without much word Arthem rushed into Dhan's room, ignoring all eyes that were blown away at his good looks.

Draga actually notices from inside his room he sees the panic from his assistant's face, and also the awkwardness of Dhandeli's desk which only looks a monitor without any shadow Dhan behind it.

Draga came out of his study to ascertain the real situation, and how surprised he was to see Dhan who was unconscious with his head lying on the desk.

"If the situation is this serious why didn't you tell me!"

Draga looks panicked and emotional.

"I've reported it to you, but you said 'Dhan's a spoiled kid who just worked so let it go first' and I asked for another favor."

From the door suddenly appeared a person with a powerful killing aura.

"The spoiled kid who just worked?"

Arthem stepped in with a straight look towards Draga.

"So let it go first?"

Arthem slashed his distance with Draga so that it was only the reach of his hand.

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