
Lately I do yoga exercises to relieve the mounting stress. And one of the reasons is from the message that just came in as well.
Though I plan to reconcile with you and not to cancel the contract. But I changed my mind. I'll break the contract.
Aren't you sick of this guy, too? Trivial problems that should be solved easily so drag this and keep going around in circles. But, he seemed to remember to speak politely. That's the great thing a fool does like him.
I did the mountain pose while holding my breath for five seconds and then exhaled slowly. Movement that is said to be beneficial for relaxation. I have no intention of replying to her message at all. I told you it was useless. Even if he really wanted to make peace, I wouldn't accept it. Benalu must be removed immediately so that the tree can continue to grow healthy. And now I'm a tree dying from Tony Benalu who's sucking away all my energy and happiness.
God fucking. Instead of relaxing, my emotions rose again at the thought of that person. All right, Catherine, take a breath, exhale. Breathe in, exhale. Then change with the tree pose. Which he said refreshes the mind.
Look how much I'm suffering now that I have to do yoga to keep my mind healthy. Though before this walk alone I was lazy half dead.
After I finished yoga I went to the kitchen. There was Sania who was taking a call. And all the benefits I got from yoga just fell apart. The fool was calling Sania and was still persistent that I, the purest evil descendant of this demon, had brainwashed her. He did not blame Sania at all and thought that Sania who was fighting against him must have been caused by me who had a bad influence. The point of stupidity that somehow he said how many tens of thousands of times, again, repeated.
“Bu Catherine?” surprised Sania saw me so much.
“I just want to grab a drink. Continue your conversation.” I opened the refrigerator door and took an isotonic drink.
“That's Catherine? You're with him this early?”
I can't stand it anymore. Kurampas the phone and said, “You were right. Your boyfriend is not wrong. I am the bad influence.” I keep breathing in. “Try you guess what I'm about to admit to your girlfriend this early? So don't bother ya. He chose me more than you.” Then I hung up the phone before he went back to spreading stupidity.
“I hope you don't have a problem this phone I broke up carelessly.” I returned Sania's phone.
“It's okay ma'am. Tony is stubborn.”
“Good you know. I want to get ready first,” I said out of the kitchen and headed to the room. Today Keegan can't pick me up. So Sania came here.
***
“You prepared everything, right?” I asked as soon as I got into the car.
Sania who was in the driver's seat in front nodded. As Sania continues to help Keegan, there is certainly a lot of gossip going on. Why did the apprentice who was tangled in coffee suddenly continue to be near me. But quickly the news rose, quickly the news came down. And what I didn't think was that they thought that the coffee incident was just a misunderstanding because our relationship looked good.
“Already, Bu.” Today Sania will go to one of our branch offices to do cooperation. You could say this is one form of my test for him. Whether she deserves to be around me or not. Especially considering the report he made at that time was very good.
“Good,” I said. “For these few days just have seen your performance. You are competent and very diligent. I hope I won't be disappointed with you.”
Sania's gloomy face tried to smile.
“Why you? Any problem? Or do you not want to do it?”
“Nothing, Mom. I'm just nervous. I'm not sure if this job is right for me.”
“If you want to give up before you fight just do it. So I can directly change my overly high judgment to you now.”
“Neg, Mom. I want to do it kok.”
He was a very good boy. But to be honest, I still feel uncomfortable with her. Not hate. From the beginning I never hated her even though I had to live unfairly to make her appear as a good female lead. I just feel burdened. With his kind attitude, and my fear that the missions that appear in the future will be even crazier if they are nearby. But I can't close my eyes to his abilities. And I really need it for this business. Many people are competent, but not many can be trusted.
“You can definitely. So, I beg you for help yes.”
Finally Sania smiled. “Good, Mom. I'll work hard.”
As soon as I got out of the elevator, Keegan greeted me in front of her desk. “Good morning, Bu.”
“Pagi.”
“For Mas Keegan,” greet Sania then go to the seat of the side Keegan.
“Morning is also San. Oh yes, Mom, there was a flower delivery from Mr. Narendra.”
Narendra's? Who is that guy? I saw a big tulip basket on Keegan's table. Then pull a paper from it.
Want to have lunch together?
I don't remember any of my colleagues who initialed NS under Narendra's first name.
“Send flowers in reply for her,” I said as I walked towards my office.
Keegan followed behind while writing something on the tablet. “Good, Mom. Same flowers?”
“Tersubject only. Any flower of origin is not a rose.”
“With his card?”
“Iya.”
“Write?”
“Write ‘No, thank you’.”
“Good, Bu.”
Look, there are so many men who want Catherine. Flowers are definitely not for business purposes. It's obviously for something more personal. I don't know why these guys like me. Either because of his face or his wealth. But I'm obviously very desirable. So how come Catherine's been stuck to one man all this time?
“What's the schedule today, Kee?" I asked as I sat in the chair.
“Today there is only a meeting of the results of the presentation of the date xx and dinner with GM Desi.”
“What Mom wants coffee?”
“No. Bring tea.”
“Teh? Don't you usually drink tea?”
“Teh is good for health. And the aroma can also relieve stress.”
Keegan did not argue much anymore, he left and returned a while later.
“Thank you, Kee.”
“Sama-sama, Bu.”
“What do you think of these writers?” ask me while handing over some files to him.
“It's about the plan to make a drama of that online novel?”
“Iya.”
In this world, online novels are also very popular. Many successful platforms release popular novels that have been read hundreds of millions of times. Even after it was recorded until it sold thousands of copies. It's a great opportunity to make a drama or movie from there.
“These writers I don't know yet. I've only ever read a printed novel, Mom. But lately it seems like they are very famous.”
“True.” I nodded in agreement. “Their work is also very popular on those platforms. But I don't want to take a script that's just famous. But also from a quality writer. And there's actually one guy I'm after.”
“Dia!” I pointed to a name on the paper. “He is not only famous for the coincidence of algorithms bring up his work on the top page.”
Although the story has a common theme, but he always has a characteristic. Mainstream stories are packed with interesting and thrilling grooves. The perfect blend to make you look forward to the next chapter because of the conflicts that exist, can also make you smile all night because of the flow of love. And most importantly, he knows how to write. Some of the scripts shown to me here are still messy. It could be up to ten lines of words there is no comma point at all. I don't expect to be exactly PUEBI-compliant and have a beautiful vocabulary like a poet, but at least I should be able to use the most common punctuation.
Of course fame will benefit us, but quality should also be considered.
***
Sincerely,
Dark Peppermint