The Charm of the Director
Beautiful Memories

After finishing work, Angelia along with Regan came to IAO Production which was quite far from the city area, closer to the border.

Sitting side by side in the passenger seat, Angelia looks focused staring out the window.

“What are you looking at?” ask Regan.

“The view is quite interesting,” exclaimed Angelia.

“If you are tired, you can sleep on my shoulders,” exclaimed Regan making Angelia look at him.

“I'm fine,” replied Angelia felt uncomfortable with Jose if he was rude to his boss. Although their relationship cannot be said as a superior with his subordinates.

“It's arrived, Mr.” said Jose opened the passenger door to make Regan and Angelia go down the car.

Angelia stared at the building before her, the 10-story building was quite luxurious for a subsidiary suit. But the situation is now quite alarming because it has long been left neglected.

“Let's go in,” invite Regan to pull Angelia's hand to go inside.

Angelia looked at her hand held by Regan and she smiled a little, for some reason lately Regan has always made her fly and flower.

The two of them entered the office lobby filled with cardboard, reception desk and filled with dust.

“We can't get into the office any more. Better to do the renovation first,” exclaimed Regan.

“It seems to have been left abandoned for so long,” Angelia said. “When I was a kid, my late grandfather used to invite me here. When she controls every subsidiary she always invites me,” said Angelia made her eyes glazed.

Those beautiful memories have been gone for quite a while.

“After you must have asked to buy a lot of fried chicken,” Regan joked to make Angelia look at him with a smile.

“Kok managed to guess it,” kekeh Angelia.

'I'd rather see you smile, ' Regan's inner self.

“So because I've brought you here and it's been a pretty tiring journey. I will pay for it by buying you fried chicken,” exclaimed Regan.

“Serious?” peekik Angelia's.

“Yes, let's go. Let me take care of the renovation, you make a design for the office later. I'll ask Yosef the design section to help you,” exclaimed Regan.

“Thank you very much Director,” exclaim Angelia.

“Call Regan when outside the office. Do I have to record those words and make you remember every moment,” exclaimed Regan making Angelia chuckle.

“Alright Regan,” Regan small smile heard it.

“You ate at Rita's place?” ask Regan.

“Iya.”

***

After a long journey, they finally arrived at Rita's parents' restaurant. Angelia enters the restaurant first and Regan follows her from behind.

“Look at your pretty face now full of oil,” Angelia's joke on Rita who is frying chicken.

“Angelia!” peekit Rita's. “You rancid brat, where have you been all this time? Not even giving me any news at all, you're completely ungodly to this friend of yours!”

“Ck, you miss me?” exciting Angelia.

“For sure, stupid girl!” Rita clenched Angelia's ear making her chuckle.

“I miss you too, my stepmother,” exclaimed Angelia hugging Rita.

“Be quiet,” exclaim Rita. “You came to bring Handsome Devil what is the Monkey?”

“You? How do you know?” angelia whispered softly.

“I saw it in your contact. Ck, you are really a bad girl,” said Rita made Angelia chuckle.

“Ehem..”.

The Deheman made them turn their heads and Angelia let go of his embrace, seen Regan standing in the doorway.

“Go! I will prepare your favorite caramel fried chicken,” exclaimed Rita.

Now Angelia and Regan are sitting opposite at one of the tables by the window.

“I didn't know you guys were so close. All this time I've never seen you this close to a friend in the office,” exclaimed Regan.

“Amrita was my friend when we were in the orphanage foundation, when she was adopted by a couple who loved her so much. But after that, Amrita came to see me more and more at the foundation and even helped me earn money for my college needs. She is the family I have, I already consider her as my own sister,” explained Angelia made Regan understand.

“Excuse me for your order, I gave you two servings of special fried chicken.”

Rita presents their order.

“You're the best!” angelia is so sparkling.

“How are you, Mr. Danial?”

“Good news, how about Miss Amrita?”

“My news is also good, then I won't bother anymore. Please enjoy the food,” exclaimed Rita passed away.

“Eat,” said Regan who is possessed by Angelia, he immediately devoured his fried chicken so greedily.

“Pelan Angelia!” Regan removes the stain on the corner of Angelia's lips and it leaves Angelia glued to her red face.

***

Angelia was pensive in her room, in front of her was a pendant given by Anne, her mother. Inside the pendant there is a photo of his mother along with a man where the part of his male face is moldy and not clearly visible.

“What is he Virendra?” mumbling Angelia.

“Mother I've got one of IAO Production's subsidiaries. Sometimes I feel pessimistic about whether I can destroy the Virendra family with just my situation like this. Mom, if you were alive, maybe my life wouldn't be this hard. There will be a mother who will always support me and love me.”

A flash of Regan's handsome face appeared in her eyes and everything Regan had done to always help her.

“Regan? Did God bring you to replace my mother?” muttered.

Angelia then took a paper folded in the drawer of her desk, she opened the paper to show a sketch of someone's face.

“This man, he killed my mother!” murmured Angelia was very upset and full of revenge, on the face of the man that Angelia remembered was the scar that began to fade at the end of her eyebrows on the left.

“Sometimes you will pay for everything you did to my mother. Even though life is at stake, I will continue to find who you really are and what motive until the kejanya burn mother.” Without tears Angelia fell down her cheeks, she was so frightened and horrified to remember the events of a few years ago. Even now he is still haunted by the nightmare.

***

A few days passed and Angelia had given the design for her office IAO Production assisted by Yosef. As Regan said at that time, the office was in the renovation process.

The ringing of the phone shifted the focus of Angelia who was typing something on her laptop.

“Who is well?” he muttered when he saw the private number on his phone screen.

“Hallo,” Angelia picked up her phone call.

“This is with Angelia?”

“Iya's right, this is who?”

“I Janeeta Tsurayya.”

Angelia was stunned to hear that name. 'W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-would this woman contact me?' inner Angelia.

“I want to see you later today!”

“What are you doing?”

“It's about Regan, you have to come to Cafe Wilson.”

Angelia was silent for a moment, what exactly was Janeeta looking for. Previously they had not engaged in any deeper conversation.

“Good.”

Finally out of curiosity, Angelia agrees to Janeeta's wishes, wanting to know what Janeeta wants from her. As beautiful as Angelia was, she had never mentioned anything to the artist.

***