The Crack of a Heart
Danish Desire

"So gini, now tell Om quickly. What major did Arifa take?" danish asked with her tone as soft as possible.

"Law, Om," answered Bianka, spending his meal and his drink. A faint smile from Danish. Accidentally, Bianka saw it.

"Tuh, tuh, tuh. There must be nothing." Bianka started to feel suspicious while squinting her eyes.

"You know where the hostel is?" Danish ignored Bianka's words just now.

"Near here, that's where the boarding house has Om ... but what is Om? how important it is," said Bianka, this time staring at Danish more intensely. "Om not satisfied with the same?"

Danish sighed, he understood what Bianka meant. "It's not what you think Bianka is. The phone was just a misunderstanding," he said in a slightly raised tone without explaining the truth.

Bianka clucked, "You are asked as honestly as possible Om will definitely dodge. Udah ah, my ears are still tingling after hearing the strange sound earlier. Watch out Om, Arifa, don't get anything!" he said he stood up and grabbed his bag and his cell phone on the table. Then leave in front of Danish.

"Good by the way!" Danish was struck with emotion by Bianka's words, then surprised as her nephew moved from his seat. "Where are you going?" danish asked but was not responded to. "Bianca!" call him again, but it feels free, Bianka has come out of the cafe. Danish was so upset at being ignored by his own nephew. Then suddenly he exclaimed, his brain suddenly brilliantly had an idea that he thought was very good.

After Bianka's departure, Danish opened the phone screen and contacted Rinto.

"Hello, Sir? what's up?" rinto asked while answering a phone call from Danish.

"To, where are you now?" Danish asked back.

"In the office sir, still take care of the registrants who have sent curiculum vitae to my email."

"Well, I'm going there now!" Danish switched off his phone later. Put his phone back in his pants pocket and left the cafe.

A few minutes later, Danish arrived in front of the lobby of the building to be used as a new branch office. Because, licensing for the previous building has been flawed in government administration. Finally Danish decided to buy a new building not far from the old building.

"To, how has anyone fit the criteria? I don't want to lose any more on the licensing issue" Danish said as she was in a room occupied by Rinto.

"No, Sir. But for the staff, I've found new people who are fresher and also fit the criteria of our company." Rinto explains while telling Yanga on the computer screen to Danish. "For operational licensing letters and so on, one by one I began to take care of. Because we are unlikely to continue to rely on new workers who will hold this issue, let alone be inexperienced" he said.

Danish fell silent, there was a point to what Rinto said. The task of the secretary is already a lot, not to mention for the central company. Rinto also had to make sure.

"okay ... Or am I looking for a new secretary, To?" danish asked which made Rinto a little surprised.

"Secertarian Sir? then me?" Rinto did not want his position to be shifted. The salary received at this time was enough for his life and his family.

"Yes you are my secretary. But I need a private secretary to manage my personal needs." Danish tried to explain. "After I got a new secretary, you I was assigned to focus on licensing a new branch company building... Yes I want it like that, please do it immediately!" tell him and get out of there. Rinto let out a deep breath and nodded obediently at his boss, then focused back on the computer screen.

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Arifa had just arrived at the boarding house, before returning home she had lunch first at a rice stall to fill her stomach that felt empty. As his savings began to thin, Arifa also began to save extra. Usually, he always eats padang cuisine that costs quite far from the price at ordinary rice stalls.

Since time is still enough to take a nap, after opening his shoes and washing his hands and feet, Arifa immediately went to the room and dropped his body on the mattress.

"It was so safe" he said, then yawned. He had a roll, then hugged and his eyes finally closed.

After two hours of enjoying a long nap, Arifa woke up. The clothes he wears today are still the same. Because after returning from campus, Arifa did not have time to change her clothes.

Suddenly the sound of lightning began to rumble. Arifa looked at the front room, there it looked dark. Because the sunlight is covered in cloud cloud. The curtains in the front window were still open. Then the lights turned on intentionally.

"Hi."

I don't know since when the oriental-faced man has been in the Arifa boarding house. It turns out that after leaving Rinto at the office, Danish began to carry out his plan.

Danish stood up and walked over to Arifa who was leaning against the wall. The thin-faced woman held her breath, feeling claustrophobic especially as Danish got closer to her.

"Mistakenly the occupants slept soundly but the front door was not locked. Lucky for me to come in, your stuff can be safe. If it is true, who is to blame? swinging?" Danish paused his words, then took a few more steps forward. Just a foot away, Danish's steps stopped.

"Om what to do!" arifa jolted, her body began to tremble. Even his palms were wet from sweating. Danish squinted his eyes.

Why could there be him anyway? how do I know I'm going to stay here? ... Uh! Bianka must have told him!

Arifa suddenly put on a body. Looked at Danish with courage. Now he began to step foot, making Danish now step back.

"I don't know what Om meant by coming here. Suddenly entered without permission from the occupants of the place. Although this boarding house belongs to Om, at least Om must appreciate who rented this place," said Arifa with an emphasis. However, the look of Danish's face still remains relaxed. There was no look of fear there.

Afraid? there is nothing Danish is afraid of in this world. If he could hold a business in the world, then there was no way he would be afraid. The power he has today, is not just a relic of his parents. But there's his own hard-earned sweat there.

Starting from ordinary staff, managers, directors, CEO and now an executive president director. All have been lived by Danish. At an age that is no longer young, it is appropriate for Danish to marry people who love and love him. With the news of a proposal that Bianka said a few days ago, has Danish found the right woman for him?

"OK, sorry," said Danish lightly. In contrast to Arifa who was so upset because of the arbitrary attitude of the oriental-faced man.

"So what did Om come here for?" arifa asked in her jutek tone after a few steps back and folded both hands over her chest.

"I want cooperation between us" replied Danish, both hands he put in his pants pocket. Arifa frowned.

"What cooperation?" ask Arifa.

"I'm asking you to join my company in this city" Danish replied confidently.

Arifa then laughed. "What's wrong? Why all of a sudden, a big company owner like you, is doing what HRD is supposed to do to recruit employees?"

"You should be grateful, I asked you directly not someone else" Danish said. While Arifa just shook her head staring at Danish in disbelief.

"I'm not sure if you're really pure intentions from the heart. There must be another purpose, right?" arifa's words made Danish raise both eyebrows while taking a deep breath.

"Switchy woman!" danish said in his heart.

"Indeed, that other purpose you will know after agreeing to our cooperation," replied Danish who was so good at playing puzzles on Arifa.

"I'm sorry, I don't agree and I don't!" arifa said firmly.

Danish scratched her un-itchy chin with her other hand still in her pants pocket. He thought for a moment about conquering Arifa.

"Well, if you disagree, I'll take you to campus every morning and evening." Danish uses the snapshots he had previously searched on the internet. All this time, he could not know any woman well. That's why the relationship he had lived never went smoothly and long.

Busyness is also stubborn possessed by Danish, becomes an obstacle to the path of the relationship so that it does not feel harmony itself.

In contrast to Arifa who always closed themselves to men, twelve years of standard education Indonesian children with the majority of female students. Only Haechan has always considered her boyfriend.

Arifa stared increasingly in disbelief. It turns out that there is more obscure than Eliezer. "Hey who are you? my girlfriend is not why!" his jolt. However, Danish ignored Arifa who was already very emotional. He chose to get out of there, then into the car that had been waiting for him since.

What the fuck! watch out, wait for my revenge!

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