Suddenly the President's Wife
9. Why Should I Be Sad?

The arrival of the former Indonesian women finalists has had an impact until this moment. Almost all the staff talked about the gossip that was warm. Of course about the proximity of the proud CFO D’A Cooperation with the conglomerate's daughter. If the news of birds blowing will disturb the concerned. However, it seems that both the Altar and Arumi are fine-fine only.

Although it has been the subject of discussion for almost a week, the lips are still sounding. Arunika herself was tired of hearing that. Unfortunately again he who works as a secretary plus an assistant plus Altar lackeys also hit the sap.

Biang gossip from various divisions diligently question him either face to face or just terrorize him through inbox, chat, derect message, line, to email. All about their curiosity about the relationship between the Altar and Arumi.

“Bosen really I read the notification of the contents of the descendants of Sabyan. They can not be directly the same concerned what?” babble Arunika is upset while putting her phone in her pocket.

Initially he opened the object because he heard the incoming notification in a row. However, when searched all the notifications it contains topics that are unprofitable.

“From yesterday it-it was mulu that was discussed. Do I need to make anecdote?” the chirp is not out of thought.

While chattering Arunika's hands busy stirring a short paste that was cooked on a non-stick pan. It was still early enough and Arunika was tidy. Beautiful in a work suit, but it ends here. Cooking using a black apron with a mood that is no longer bad.

This morning the boss called. The man told him to come here and make it like this. Arunika again stroked the chest if she remembered the reality. Not in the office, not outside the office, the boss likes it arbitrarily.

“Create what you?”

“Eh, dislodged,” Latah Arunika in surprise. “Mr, ngagetin aja.” Arunika turned around pointing at the culprit from her surprise with a wooden spatula in hand.

“What are you cooking?”

Altar is not. The man looked towards the cuisine that Arunika was making.

“Pasta?” the handsome man's forehead in an expensive suit frowned as he said so.

“That's easy, Mr.” Arunika replied back while focusing on her activities of cooking pasta.

“It's healthy or not?”

“Quiet, Sir. This is guaranteed to be healthy for Fathers who are vegan.”

“I also eat meat,” said Altar straighten out. It also eats processed meat, but at a reasonable rate. If the meat is free of fat.

“Good, deh. Then next time I'll cook the meat stew. Bian is the best if cook that menu.”

Arunika chattered while smiling thinly. The meat stew made by the sister is second to none. Bian is indeed the champion if the business is stew. Arunika acknowledges the greatness of her sister. Anyone who later became his sister's wife, Arunika guarantee will not have trouble eating. Bian is good at cooking, more than this brother and teacher.

Arunika's sister is diligent in honing her cooking skills by taking various cooking classes to cooking competitions. Bian has also participated in one of the popular cooking events broadcast on national television. However, Bian can only be complacent until the top 15 position.

“Who is Bian?” tanya Flat altar.

“Bian it—“

“She's your boyfriend?” interstitial Inter fast. Not letting Arunika finish her sentence. “You stay together?”

“Iya. Why emang? Problems for Father?” Ask Arunika. So provoked, he was tempted to prank the boss back.

The altar looked at the secretary. How dare that woman answer her question clearly?

“We have lived together for a long time,” said Arunika added. “That part is not your business. This is my privacy.”

The heated altar burned as well. I don't know where the mistake made the man upset. However, the next second the man turned around and stepped wide leaving Arunika.

Arunika who saw that just giggled amusedly. As much as possible he held back his laughter which almost escaped because he saw the behavior of the superior.

“Racaine. I once did kibulin.”

Arunika then resumed her cooking show. After this he will make juice for extra protein in the morning. This job becomes one of the mandatory agenda, if the boss needs. Since Yangti's mother has begun to miss work, so now Arunika must take care of everything herself. But, the good news is that he will also have a friend share complaints later.

Yes, listen there will be interns who fill positions as assistant secretaries. So, later if Arunika has to go here and there following the Altar, there will be people who handle business in the office.

“Where Sir, good?”

“Hm.”

Arunika smiled wryly at the response of the superior. A serving of avocado paste middle spinach the man enjoyed. Healthy food made from short pasta cooked with spices then given sauce from a mixture of avocado and spinach mixed with spices to create a delicious taste.

“Clean the equipment you use for cooking. I want everything to be back to being as good as it was. I wait in the parking lot,” Altar message shortly after finishing his meal session.

Aruna was at a loss for words to hear it. The man really enjoyed his position as a superior.

After eating, just leave. Indeed, Arunika was paid for this job. But not this way too, time.

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Dense work increasingly makes Arunika not excited. The mood swing caused by the drama he passed this morning carried over until noon. His work today is solid. Especially his boss' schedule.

Today's altar must attend board meetings, briefings with the children of the Research & Development or R&D division, meetings with clients at two locations, to dinners with colleges from abroad. All of that agenda will certainly accompany Arunika. The task is certainly to record the summary results of these activities. In addition, he also has to take care of appointments and match the schedule of the boss.

“There is no free time for lunch, Sir.”

Arunika said while operating the MacBook iPhone. One of the facilities he got during his work as Altar secretary this one week.

“So where do you want lunch? Want to take away or—“

“Go back to apartment. My mother will send you lunch.”

Arunika nodded obediently. The boss's word is a suggestion that must be heard and implemented.

“Good, Sir.” Arunika then turned to look at the private driver who today is in charge of driving them anywhere. “Then turn left in front. We went to his apartment Mr. First, Mas.”

The driver nodded. “Good, Mbak.”

Arriving at the building where the man who loved cleanliness and neatness, they coincidentally met a courier who brought food that the Altar meant.

After receiving the shipment from the mother, the Altar then gave it to Arunika to be served.

In front of him has presented a variety of types of appetizing Chinese cuisine, ranging from soupy food to dry food. Starting from crab soup with water lettuce, fry-seven shrimp, fu yung hai ala canton, szhechuan cooking chicken, spicy cooked crisp fish, chicken chop sui, stir-fried vegetable stir-fry, mixed vegetable stir-fry, complete with dessert.

“Pak, this really you want to eat all?” asked Arunika when all the dishes were presented neatly in front of the boss.

The man nodded thinly. The gray suit she wore today was already removed. Leave a white shirt that legannya rolled up to the elbow. Letting the pair of clay-looking leggings exposed in real. Arunika admits that her boss has a good body.

“We, Arunika. Not me.” The altar spoke while pointing at its secretary using black chopsticks with gold carvings.

“I?” Arunika pointed at herself. “I can follow you to eat too, Sir?”

“Hm.”

Arunika published a big smile afterwards. Though he just wanted to order Japanese namban friend chicken that tastes creamy and sweet, a blend of namban sauce and tartar. But, who would have thought the sustenance came unexpectedly. Now he can have lunch with delicious food, free anyway.

“After this I will go to my own location. You go back to the office,” Altar said before starting the lunch event.

“Good, Sir.” Arunika replied with passion. He wants to be sent back to the office. So no need to be tired of meeting in various locations.

As the venerable Altar said, Arunika returned to the office after lunch. He was assigned to take care of the rest of the work in the office. Later that night he will again accompany the superior dinner with the college from abroad.

“On the way eat well again,” muttered Arunika while stroking the stomach.

Aling and Rose who saw it were bobbing their own heads. The day has gone up the night. Office hours have been over since. However, since Aling and Rose had to overtime, they also accompanied Arunika who was waiting for the Altar.

“You sure you don't want to go home, lo?”

Arunika shook her head, her concentration was still on the screen gaway featuring her chat room with her boss.

“No, Ling. I'm waiting for the boss.”

“Ya, already. We go first then, yes.” Aling. Nodded by Rose who was also preparing to go home.

“Iya. Aja first. I go home at most later, out of the boss dinner.”

“OK. Then we stay.”

After the conversation, Aling and Rose left Arunika. The beautiful woman was still busy staring at Gaway, waiting for a message from the boss. Eight o'clock in the evening, but the man did not come. In the schedule, the dinner starts at eight p.m.

Arunika again checked the schedule. It says in the schedule it is.

Distraught and upset began to approach. The clinking of the clock back left him half dead. A minute, two minutes, up to more than tens of minutes, there was still no news either. Until the clock strikes at 21:00 p.m., the man still does not come. Arunika is getting upset.

He was tired of waiting and started to starve.

“Where the hell is this descendant of Sabyan, yes he forgot the same me?” gerutu Arunika while walking away from the lobby area.

The staff who were on duty in the area had also returned home 15 minutes ago. He was alone here, with two guards at the security post.  Arunika was tired of waiting in the lobby, so she decided to wait at the guard post.

While waiting, Arunika prank open instagram. Scroll to the subordinates, looking through the posts that appear on the homepage of the instagram account to eliminate boredom. From one of the posts that passed on the homepage, Arumi Seodibyo Joyokusumo's post that had been given a blue tick suddenly attracted attention.

He is one of Arumi's followers, and vice versa. They did have quality on Instagram as a sign of friendship. In addition to exchanging phone numbers.

In the post with the caption ‘Good night’, Arumi seemed to be in a car with bright enough lighting. Arunika could also see a man behind the wheel being taken by camera. The silhouette behind the wheel, as well as the inside of the car they were riding in looked familiar in Arunika's eyes.

Arunika's curiosity was answered as she stared fixedly at the man's silhouette. Wearing a grey suit, neatly cut undercut hair models. His face looks flat even though it is photographed from the side. Fiks, Arunika believes that the man is the boss of his dajjal descendants.

“Asuuu. It turns out she was the same dinner as Arumi Seodibyo. Lah, I was even let wait here until akaran?!” arunika said not out of thought.

When he was grumbling, the sound of EDM music that echoed quite excited from his cellphone made Arunika respect to turn her head. The name of the boss appears on the screen.

“You have returned—“ asked the voice across when the connection was connected.

“Already, Sir. I'm sorry, I can't wait for you to come. I have urgent business,” lie Arunika fast.

“You're not lying to me?”

“Hahaha, not dong. This is me at home, sir,” under Arunika. Yes, he spoke honestly if he was still waiting for the man. “So, how about dinner with his college, sir? Safe?” ask Arunika as normal as possible. He must be over acting so that the man across there is not suspicious.

“Hm.” The man replied with his demeanor.

“Then I close first yes, Sir.”

“Wait, I—“

“My girlfriend just arrived. Yes, yes, sir. Assalamu'alaikum,” said Arunika final.

He then turned off the phone unilaterally. No matter if tomorrow he gets scolded all out. What matters now is that he is free to voice his frustration. 

“Again the same way former Indonesian women finalists also, use lie all,” sneer Arunika while pursing her lips annoyed.

“Ck. Make a sprain!” continue while opening the go-jack application. He had to go home with a rumbling stomach and a feeling of cooing.

“I swear, make it a descendant of Sabyan. Sad I—” Arunika hastily crochet the last time she wanted to escape her lips. “Dih, fuck. I'm not sad, just a sprain.” Arunika muttered a little while gesturing to herself.

“Why should I be sad? I'm not sad at all because I canceled dinner, just a sprain. Overall because of the statue of pancoran for hours.”

The beautiful woman was busy chattering herself to vent her resentment. Unaware of the existence of the two guards staring at him was confused. Pretty-beautiful talking to themselves, like ODGJ eyebrows people with mental disorders. I thought both guards.

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...TBC...

...Assault 28-11-22...