The President Enters the Village
The Secretary Into the Village

The heavy rain was still pouring down, the young man's hands were trembling. She is not interested in Hana at all. Just wanted to touch her delicate skin and...

No. This must not happen. Jono shook his head. Back neutralize yourself playing the cheek.

"What's so pretty?" Dirga again asked, moving his fortress pawn.

"His face, boss..." Jono bowed his fingers trembling again, giving an ambiguous answer in order to regulate his heartbeat. Back moving one of his pawns.

Dirga began to smile, realizing that something was wrong with the young man who had kissed his daughter's forehead.

"He inherited fine white skin from his late mother, somehow if he, after the wedding night later." muttered Dirga, again testing the reaction of the young man before him, while drinking a little black coffee.

Wedding night? Of course there will be men who take off their hair ornaments. Raising her to the bride's bed, they both cut each other's original lips and put a mark on her neck. Lowering the kiss slowly, then.The young president's brain cannot be conditioned if it is about the village girl with disabilities.

Want it to feel, nibbling on that woman. The groom dressed in his wild imagination? Of course himself. But then again...

Can't!! He's not my type.

Jono gulped his saliva, his hands trembling more to move the pawn. Jakunnya up and down. As hard as trying a high level of imagination it still crossed.

Skak...

Dirga, end the game. It was expected by him, where there was no interest in the beauty of his only daughter. Until the middle-aged man smiled.

Jono sighed, for the first time defeated in a game of chess. The pieces were rearranged to their original position.

"Jono where your parents live?" tanyanya, want to know the background of his iron candidate.

"Had passed away, there was only a brother who was busy taking care of the company" he replied.

"Company!?" the sound of Dirga's laughter sounded loud, booming filled the warehouse, "You're good at making jokes, it's worth it easy to be friends with Hana," he said.

"But me and my brother are.." Jono's words interrupted.

Dirga smiled, patting her shoulder, "Have it, listen!! Father has no sons. You have no parents, you can think of your father as your father. As long as you love Hana," ambiguous words full of meaning from the landlord.

"I mean skipper?" Jono clenched his forehead not understanding.

Suddenly Dirga hugged her."Boy.don't call the boss again, call dad. From now on..."

The young man was just speechless, yet was this the feeling of a father's warm embrace? Unaware of the ambiguous intent of Dirga's words.

***

The days that still feel lonely. Jono sighed violently, this is day 8. Hana's staying at her brother's house. Quiet in the rice field, after collecting a small harvest of chili.

Until someone comes, wear leather shoes and a suit. Quickly leaping over the grill of the paddy field, able to walk without soiling his shoes and raincoat in the slightest, gazing towards his pensive master sighing many times.

"Sir.." he said bowed.

"I failed the harvest, can't go home anytime soon. By the way what did Joseph do when I left?" jono asked curiously.

"Mr Joseph, lead in total for a while. Mr. Joseph is abroad at the moment" he replied.

Jono suddenly smiled a glance towards his secretary."Are you tired of working in the office?" tanyakanya.

"meaning?" Kelvin knitted his forehead not understanding.

***

And sure enough, in an instant his master changed his elite appearance. Men in anti-tangle suits, neat trousers with branded leather shoes.

Being an ordinary young man with shorts, his former employer's t-shirt, as well as flip-flops."I have a meeting with a client" he said, wanting to walk away.

But Jono quickly pulled the neck of the shabby T-shirt Kelvin was wearing, not letting it go. The car keys in the folded suit were neatly thrown into a small river near the rice field. Where Kelvin was forced to change clothes.

"Help the president's duties director," Kelvin replied already feeling a bad premonition.

"If the president of the director becomes a farmer, his secretary must also help work the land" he said smiling, indisputable.

"But office work." Kelvin's words interrupted.

"My sister's secretary said, as long as I'm not around, she's the one who's stopped all the work on the coordination from Joseph. While you only read online novels and comics in my work room. Laughing loudly," Jono began throwing the suit Kelvin was wearing into the river.

"Master!! I'll work overtime, please don't." said Kelvin, when something most valuable is now in Jono's grasp.

Plugs...

Without guilt the latest mobile phone was dropped into the river. Smiling, he looked at Kelvin.

"Master.." he muttered, about to chase after his phoncells that were beginning to sink.

"If I manage to raise 100 million, and return to the company. I'll buy you a new phonecell, I've already sent a message to sister's secretary. Joseph let me take you as a favor," Jono smiled brightly without sin.

While the Kelvin kneels contemplating his fate. Crying his phone containing dozens of 21+ videos, games that have reached the highest level.

***

Now Jono has a reliable person to help him lower the fertilizer.

"This master is heavy .." he murmured, it felt like he could no longer afford it.

"I've been hanging on for a few months" said the arrogant Jono."By the way my name's here, Jono. Don't call master or Nathan, understand!?"

"Good Jono," Kelvin was at a loss for words, sighing harshly. His strength felt drained.

However, there is a fresh wind that feels when a truck stops. A middle-aged man, opened a wheelchair. Put down a beautiful girl, like an East Asian, but her nose is pointed, eyes are not squinty. Maybe blaster? I don't know, but it's really pretty.

Natural beauty that looks, refreshing the eyes. Quickly, Kelvin dropped off a few sacks of fertilizer.

"Sir... Who is it?" tanyanya.

Jono sighed, looking at Hana who had been taken down by Mr. Kirjo. "That's the only virgin daughter of the draughtsman Dirga, she's having trouble walking. Name's Hana..."

Kelvin sighed, "Master, I mean Jono wrong. I want to resign, stay in the village." he muttered, stunned.

"Sign away?" Jono clenched his forehead.

"Yes, stay with the wife in the village" answered Kelvin's mouth, still staring at Hana.

"Wife? You want to marry a country girl?" tanyanya back.

Kevin nodded, "Not yet exposed to the association, it is likely still a virgin, a son of a draughtsman, plus a beautiful ..."

"You like Hana!?" Jono clenched his hand, annoyed. Replied with a nod by Kelvin.

"He's a cripple!!" he continued not to accept.

"Everyone has a weakness, he can't walk. But most likely still sealed neatly. Another task, just rent ART if you are married. Do not keep prestige, if you want to find fresh quality products to be a wife..." Kelvin smiled, about to walk up to Hana.

"He's too smart!! Not suitable for a wife!!" Jono held the sleeve of his secretary's shirt.

"It is good that if smart, IQ can also be inherited from genetic factors. Who knows my descendants are all smart. Excuse me.." he said, letting go of Jono's hand.

"Wait on!! Secretary br*ngsek!!"

Seriate