
Let's think logically, I was raised from a well-to-do family. Not a conglomerate, either, but at least from childhood I could get whatever I wanted easily. Not arrogant, it just so happens to be able to support his wife's children very well.
Then yes, after talking desperately happy me time yes I want to be the same guy who came to life just hard? I'm sorry, but I'm looking for someone else.
I am not a matre but realistic, the standard of the guy I have to install high because the quality of my life is also not arbitrary.
Know my bokap former officials at Pertamina, my nyokap until now still exist managing catering which is quite large for the category of home businesses, my sister graduated from designer schools abroad, my sister is a graduate designer school abroad, whereas I graduated S2 and my career is arguably brilliant for my age which is just stepping on 28 years. Since the beginning of last year, I rose to the position of personnel manager at Sandikala Grub, a real estate developer company that builds luxury residential projects and commercial complexes such as residential properties, malls, apartments, apartments, etc, and warehousing.
My career here includes fast because I joined about 3 years ago, previously I had worked at a government-owned bank through the fast track path which is cadred as a candidate for leadership, before I had worked at a government-owned bank through the fast track, but it turns out I am not suitable to work in SOEs as well as bokap. After 2 years there, I decided to leave and move to work in the private sector with a higher salary.
I am smart and have advanced thinking, the proof is that I was given the opportunity to rise to a higher career level. Just tell you, anyway, for guys who want my decetin, please read first. If there is no money to buy glass, I pinjemin rearview car C-Class that I buy cash use my own money.
Add one more let the guys think twice, I already have a guy. Rich people, of course, not only his family background is cool, but doi itself also has a career to be proud of.
Sultan is a girlfriend of goals, anyway very appropriate between people of the same name. I'm a young businessman, handsome. Well even though we have LDRs because he often goes abroad for business, but I have no problem in the past working also cross-island and rarely come home. Just retired this aja he menggedekem at home while taking care of his birds, even if not hunted teriakin nyokap nyokap tell buy meat to the market.
Speaking of the Sultan again, he is a man who is mateng age and financially, age difference is only 7 years older than me. He should have been ready to build a family, but somehow until a year we date there has been no talk there.yes I am actually ready if just like him married now.
No, yeah, duh. Don't get the wrong perception, I just say for example, if the direction has not been there, it's okay I wait. Sultan is really worth it to be a prospective husband, if I take off this big catch is my own loss.
Sultan is also very good, although the time for me is not much but he always mengemputinan news. He often brought the cave of expensive souvenirs, ngajak dating in a luxurious place.yah tree so, my boyfriend dreams so much. Not like the man in front of me now, it's a new kid but...shitlah, what the hell does he want me?
"Excuse me, Ms Kinan?"
I can't pretend he's standing at the door of my room open and waiting to be invited in. Satan, where's my secretary, anyway? It could be this nyelonong people until here. "What do you need?"
"I was asked by Mr. Cahyo to hand over these files to my mother." Say it with a smile. In his hand there is a cheap map of yellow kumel and scuffed pepper, today there is still a ugly map sale?
"Put it down." I said before returning to the computer screen, I again checked the incoming application email. In the digital era like this, the application letter should not be printed or sent by post, just apply via linkend or job id application. Ancient right if you still use old fashioned way, waste paper noh nangis forest digunduli mulu.
I am not difficult to sort it, if the application that enters does not match the job description just donelete. No need to waste energy thickening one by one, said the guy I runa kejem his people do want how again, rather than my work is not complicated.
But I can't focus on work, not as long as he's still dizzy there, sort of confused because there's no proper place to put the file. Want to step in also hesitant considering my welcome is not friendly at all.
Because how I do not like this new child, from the beginning I interviewed until he accepted his innate work to make me senewen mulu. Than I was as vague as this guy so as much as possible I avoid dealing with him. Originally, I didn't recomend him to enter this company, but what's the power if he enters through an insider.
Emang no brain, cover letter and CV immediately I throw it so know he is carrying, why also I learned that the end result is beyond my power.
No, I mean this. I am not skeptical or sewot for no reason, there is a certain job qualification that requires special skills, can not be carelessly comot people from outside. Especially for managerial positions, this is a big company, at least look for engineering graduates or something, this is it...SMK Building? Project foreman experience? Please, yeah.
I think I'm looking at that, huh? Care is very much a sentiment. Because in my view in addition to work experience, a qualified educational background is also needed. Experts are created according to their specific knowledge, not just anyone can claim that. Besides I don't see anything special about this guy, it's only natural that the cave looks low. "Whether you are like someone**** there, bring it here. Put down my table,"
"Can I come in?"
"Well, it's my time that you told me to take it?"
"Mom Okta?"
"Yes?" Although my long name is Kinanti Oktavia but my daily call is Kinan, do not want the kampret call like the habit even I waro. *****!
He said nothing as long as I looked up. Dihs. I'll take a smile, ask this guy to slap, yeah. But before I sprayed, he reopened his voice. "His coffee is drunk?"
"Huh?" I don't understand. A coffee? You mean the Starbuck I just drank? Lah, what's the business of him asking for my coffee, don't need to be presumptuous I don't.eh but I'm not pessimistic coffee kok tau-tau there on my desk, hell, damn it. "That's coffee from you?"
He shook his head while still smiling, you bokis muke lo!
"Oh, you want to santet me?" Accuse me.
"What do I look like is a bad guy, ma'am?"
"Who knew you had bad intentions with me!" I said pedes. Take this brawl of a man, yes.
"Banten's mother, there's no way I'd dare to mess around."
"Well, you can...." I pause for a moment while frowning. "Do you know I'm a Banten?"
"You don't?" His smile is getting wider.
My eyes are suspicious. "You're my spy?"
"I'm accused of continuing to be the same mother, but it's okay I accept it sincerely." Said resigned.
"You don't mess with me, if you want I can fire you at any time-" My sentence didn't finish the hunt he said politely.
"We'll talk to her sometime, Mom. I'm looking forward to the meeting with Mr. Sandi, excuse me, ma'am." He bowed once before turning away. Asem, my threat is mental if the name of the sole heir of this company is brought around.
"The kava? I'm not done talking, why are you leaving?" Don't accept me. It's really nice to keep playing that game.
"I'm busy, mom. Next time I will wait until my mother is satisfied." He glanced at me before he actually left my room.
"Yin!!" Because I am not interested, I am sure again. "Say Cahyo, next time tell someone else who anterin file here, who can tree not you!"
I can't stand all that spicy talk in my throat. So Kava his accomplice Sandi, the big boss and man who I was looking for to be a future husband if the Sultan did not immediately propose.
I have to prepare a backup, because the wise woman must be clever in choosing the right mate. Well, at least his education should be on par with mine, continue to be well established, and have his own company. The point is, I'm most males dealing with tough guys.
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Hi genks.I came back with a romantic comedy story that is guaranteed to make crazy people more crazy. Well, on this occasion I was lucky to be able to duet koclok with my favorite author. Who hasn't played, play yuk to mecailla's kak story. Search in the search field 'meccaila'. Watch out for overdoses when reading masterpieces. There's a problem. Make nagih!