Suddenly the President's Wife
4. We All Still Have To Deal People We Can't Stand
The beat of low-heeled heels sounds so echoing when entering a room with monochrome shades. With a slow step the glasses-haired middle-aged woman walked over towards the owner of the room. Within a radius of a few meters from where he was currently standing, a man appeared to be struggling with various financial documents. A thin smile fell on his lips when he saw the scene.
“What's up?” ask the owner of the room without looking at him.
The glasses-wearing middle-aged woman did not reply. He reached into the pocket of the blazer used, removing something from inside. He then thrust the object taken from the pocket toward the young man who occupied the position as CFO.
“I want to resign.”
The man jacked up, along with the cessation of any limb activity.
“Means Mother?”
The middle-aged woman smiled faintly while confirming the location of the glasses. He is Yangti Prameswari—secretary who has worked at D’A Cooperation since Altar's adoptive father still holds the position of CEO. Yangti has spent almost half of his life in the company. Yangti is also a living witness to the struggle of falling and building the Altar in a career. Since setting foot in this company, Yangti is trusted to guide and accompany the Altar. Until now Yanti is still faithfully accompanying the Altar.
“Yesterday my daughter just gave birth to her 2nd child. I have two grandchildren, Al. It's time for me to resign and enjoy my old days with my family at home.”
The altar stared at Yangti's mother fixedly. “Who can replace Mom's place here?”
“There are several suitable candidates to replace my position here.” The woman handed out several sheets of paper containing profiles of the candidates in question.
“Do they have loyalty and work ethic like Mom?”
Altar—man who occupies the position of CFO— gazing at the middle-aged woman he called by the name ‘ibu’ was fixed. It does not want to hinder. However, the Altar is just not ready to find a replacement for a working partner whose loyalty is not in doubt like Yangti.
“If God wills, my empty position will soon be filled again. Most likely you will also get a younger and competent secretary from me.”
“Impossible.”
Yangti's mother smiled faintly hearing that. “I will guide my replacement secretary, before I resign.”
“Hm.”
The altar switches, staring sheet by sheet showing the profiles of candidates for secretary. However, none of them attracted attention. He has read all of those profiles.
When he was about to stare at Yangti's mother, a flash of someone's face dropped by in his mind. I don't know where the shadow came from, but the Altar was quite interested. He can use “orang it” to be a replacement for Yangti's mother.
“Mother,” call her.
“Iya. Why Al?”
“Please call the secretary manager of the micro finance division. I want him in my room in fifteen minutes,”, he said, distancing the sheets of the candidate's profile. He does not need those profiles anymore, because the Altar has found a suitable candidate and in accordance with his wishes.
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“Oh my good, this is the worst!” a loud screech was heard from the secretary room of the micro finance division manager.
“Lo why, Ru?” asked a short-spirited woman who had just entered the room. His eyebrows raised to see the face of the friend.
“Gue wants to go back, Ling. As soon as possible,” replied the woman who is familiarly called Arunika. With a hurried movement his hand grabbed his personal belongings scattered on the table.
“Lah, you mean what? Not new lo nyampe, huh?”
“Gue is not working. Take an annual leave!”
“What leave? Didn't you hear the intercom call just now?”
The beautiful woman who was fixing her things turned reflex. “What call?”
“Lo called to CFO.” room
“Oh good, really?!”
“Hm,” replied Aling while nodding her head. “What's the matter, Ru? Get out of the meeting room so weird.”
“Lo do not know what I found in the meeting room.”
“Aaan? Sugar daddy Coryssa?”
“Not!”
“Lah, keep what?” aling asked confused while confirming the location of the glasses frame.
“Cowok in club night is in this office, Ling.”
“Cowok in which club night? We'll see a lot of guys fit again gig at club night.”
Arunika rolled her eyeballs carelessly facing the weakness of the friend. “Cowok that I threw up, Aling.”
“It's not good, Ling. Therehewas. The guy who said I.” Arunika brushed her hair in frustration. He then went back to saying, “and even more crazy, now he calls me to his room.”
“Wait, don't tell me that guy is our CFO?!” guess Aling.
Arunika nodded while showing a clear face. “Unfortunately Yes, Ling.”
Arunika also did not expect if the dream of driving a super car Bugatti Divo with Tom Cruise would end this way. Like, it had fallen down the stairs anyway. Already come bad luck because of the silly dream, now Arunika is also faced with another madness. Si*lnya again, how could the man he met that night was the CFO at his company?!
“Excuse me. You called me?”
Arunika is making a slow voice. Maybe only ants can hear, so slowly and heartily he makes a sound.
Finally after listening to the advice given by Aling fifteen minutes ago, Arunika ventured to come to fulfill the call of the superior. Upon entering the room which he did not step into once a month, a young man seemed to be sitting in his great chair with full concentration on the pile of documents before him.
“Pak?” call Arunika again.
“Telate 15 minutes.”
“How, Sir?”
“You're 15 minutes late,” reset the man who owns the deep bass voice.
Arunika smiled. “So I have completed the task of pack Irewes first,” the pretext. “If you may know, why am I called here huh, sir?”
“Sign that file.”
Arunika turned to stare at a file that opened a few meters from where she was standing. “If I may know, what file is this, sir?”
“Sign it, don't ask much.”
“Dih, sewot bener,” said Arunika in the heart. “Can I read it for a moment, Sir?”
“Hm. Five minutes.”
With a slow movement, Arunika immediately retrieved the document. Read it carefully and carefully. Fear if the document contains an agreement that can harm him in the future. For example, a letter of dismissal dishonorably, staff with benefit agreement, or worse.
“Wait, this means how, yes, sir?”
“If you sign the contract, from tomorrow you will work as a secretary as well as my personal assistant. Otherwise, you I fire without severance.”
Tuh, right!
For whatever reason in the universe, Arunika feels she has just received a hanged statement. Where would he work as a secretary to a man who has been mocking his name, plus a man he has embarrassed. The one with the man would easily repay all his deeds. If he agrees, it would be tantamount to digging his own grave. Arunika certainly still sane to think up to that direction.
Unfortunately, the man also already knows his job desk if outside the office. Though all this time Arunika has been desperately hiding it.
“I'll give you double the salary. Not included with the bonus if your work is good.”
Damn, but Arunika needs a lot of money right now. In addition, the offer given by the CFO of this one is also tempting. Someone once told Arunika, if a good opportunity never comes twice. So, if the opportunity comes, do not waste it again.
“How?”
“Ehm, i..“.
Arunika may be in luck today. Throw away his thoughts about the misadventures at the beginning. He is the chosen one. One chosen person who got a jakpot after meeting the man he had humiliated. Think of it as a jakpot. The rest let time answer. Arunika needs money. It is not materialistic, it is just that a hard life requires itself to think logically.
We all still have to deal people we can't stand.
Sometimes we have to be in touch with someone we don't like, right?
“Good. I received the offer you.”
Arunika did not think anymore. He signed it without thinking twice. Across the table, there was a super-thin smile on the lips of his boss.
Unbeknownst to Arunika, a real hell awaits. Arunika Poor.
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