The Big Boss For A Countess
The Office Clinic
It's just a trick…
Conscious of Contessa, Damascus is just trying to lure you into its trap.
Don't flirt. Stay calm, say that choosing you as a wife is stupid.
Say it!
You're not ready for all this!
Say Contessa!
Her voices of heart were mutually reassuringly warning her. But the touch of Damascus on his arm was so warm and masculine, making him addictive.
It's magical! With just a touch and a soft rub on the skin, he can fall asleep. Contessa is in the clouds!
But…
Suddenly he remembered one thing.
"Sir, the man who told me yesterday about where he kept the bodies of his victims. You already know?"
"Eh?"
Contessa turned her head until her nose came into contact with Damascus's nose. But instead of being in a romantic atmosphere, the situation becomes tense.
"How's it?" damascus asked for a repetition of the sentence.
"Eh. Em. The one whose teeth were stumped and one eye was blind said that he buried the body of the first victim in the xx area and the second was split between"
“Hold first!”
“Eh?”
“Hold your sentence first, we go to the office now,”
“Hah?”
“Quick get ready!”
“My clothes how? It's got daddy's wife too big until I tie it on her shoulder!”
Damascus stopped and stared at Contessa from top to bottom, then stroked her white beard, “You're pretty sweet, wear that,”
“Hah?!”
**
Artemis sat on her bed grumbling. With a stale face he looked at. Arini who was now smiling in front of him. The woman was dressed sexy, very sexy in an undissolved shirt and her waist was only tied with her expensive belt, so arguably her chest was half-open. Challenging and making Artemis not happy to be treated to the view of se vul gar but he was fed up.
“It was thought not, my dear, if our names are almost similar to loh. both start with the word Ar-yaaan? What a soul mate are we?!” babbling Arini. “Appeared not if we send a wedding invitation to be his initials Ar & Ar or A & A. Aaaaw! Romantiiis!”
Artemis throbbed while feeling disgusted.
Marrying this flirtatious woman in front of him was simply unimaginable, pitying her brain so polluted that she could not bear to imagine it for the sake of her mental health. Sleeping with Arini was never thought of. It is better to sleep in a blanket with Damascus than to sleep with Arini.
Surely the Tessa Blo’on pesky prick has told this pec un if I want a date with him! Me if the lure just let me meet Ella? Can't I meet Ella alone? His feet were never at home. Anyways...Lagian who wants to break me when I visit Ella's house? Where is anyone brave?
Those are the words that Artemis had in mind. But next his conscience says the opposite.
Ella's Honor.
Right too. Think Artemis next.
If I arrive alone, maybe no one will dare to negur, but what about after I leave? The Ella must be harassed by the citizens. Belom if her husband hears the citizen report, is not amsyong the Ella. The best is to go to Ella's house with the Tessi as camouflage. Could it be wrong if the next step comes right I am Tessa is at home? Did I tell Tessa's boyfriend.
Confused, I thought about the Financial Ratio test! Gini-gian makes my brain dead!
“Heh, Pe cun,” reprimand Artemis to Arini, “First, your name is not Arini. Your name on KTP is Narti Artini! You're good enough to ask to be called Arini, basic bego! Keep my name is also not a real name, if you know you can not live again!” exclaimed Artemis upset. “Second, I want a date with you 24 hours aja well! one day aje! After that, we have no relationship anymore. I sell because I owe a debt of gratitude to Contessa, don't you understand? So thank you to him!”
“24 hours it... We like dating, right, not just dating? hehe,”
“Softer you bring,”
“Waaah,” Arini's eyes look sparkling. In his mind was a lot of things, a way to subdue the cold Artemis, in one day. He said it was 24 hours, so it was actually quite a lot of time.
Okay, before the date I will yoga first to be more flexible, so Arini thought.
BRAKK!
The clinic door opened violently. Artemis almost nagged as the sound of the impact of the door with the wall made a noise, but she immediately shut her mouth when she saw her Boss enter.
Damascus looks casual, white T-shirts and knee-length pants, wear flip-flops too. Although the price is certainly exorbitant and the brand is not Swallow, but still it is flip-flops.
Damascus stared straight at Arini with narrowed eyes seeing the style of the woman's clothes, “Have sold yourself where are you? Or are you again the same transaction Artemis?”
“Eh? B-b-Boss...” Arini stood up while buttoning his shirt up to the neckline, then stood down respecting, “Siang Sir, diligently this gaffer Saturday to the office,” he tried to suave to ‘Titisan Genghis Khan’.
“You want me to stay here, it's none of your business,” Then Damascus seems silent because it remembers something, “Rini, you've taught Contessa anything? How does he look out of work? Did you teach him AutoCad? My schedule and the assistants have all been shared, right? You've introduced him to each of the official characters here? What about relationships and partners? Contessa's room is separate from the others so she will rarely interact with you,”
Arini was silent while biting her lips, she seemed confused to hear the long and pressing sentence of Damascus. All that Damascus says are the things that Contessa asked the other day to Arini with the lure of dating Artemis.
“A-anuuu,” murmured Arini. He was thinking about what he should say to the Big Boss. It is impossible to say ‘not Pak’. He could be quiet. He almost said that it should be Contessa's own responsibility to know trivial things, but still could not say that to the Boss.
“Contessa will be my mediator and all of you, all the advice from her will be considered, including if she says I have to fire someone, I will consider. So it was important for him to know everything in the office. You're here senior, so it's your job to sound it out to him,”
Just then Arini raised her eyebrows while looking at her Boss.
How could a new kid like Contessa be handed such a high responsibility. Moreover, did Damascus say that all the suggestions from Contessa would be considered? Is that the Secretary or the Wife?!
Rouse suspiction.
But can we protest?!
“You taught everything to Contessa yes, mandatory! I'll review your work with it,”
“So don't need to update me dong? Yess...” murmured Artemis slowly.
“Hah?” dengus Damascus.
“No Boss,” Artemis instantly install regular looks.
“Den-eh, Artemis!” Contessa came into the room. He immediately changed his speech due to the sensitive nature of Damascus. Especially there is Arini. Meditating, Contessa stood some distance from Artemis and took refuge behind the back of Damascus.
“How are you, Mr Assistant Secretary Mr Big Boss?” ask Contessa.
Artemis answered and looked at Contessa lazily, “Lebay lo, Kabul Basuki!”
(Kabul Basuki is the real name of comedian Tessa).
“Does your whole body still hurt? Pain? Breathless? You need what, I'll try to find your needs if I can,” hiss Contessa.
“Regularly Tessi times, I drip sheet lo!” Artemis.
“I will try to understand,” snorting Damascus while standing leaning against the counter.
“Really Sir? Yes, sir?” ask Contessa not sure.
“Yes you belong to me, so I can relax,”
“Eh? I belong... ahem!” Contessa cleared her throat, “True, I'm the secretary of the father, so I belong to the father, not to the other officials Sir, is that it? hehehe,” Contessa is trying to keep Arini unsuspecting.