The President's Beautiful Belongs to the CEO

The President's Beautiful Belongs to the CEO
visit to white sand park


monday is the beginning of the week


the day will be busy for workers in the office


lion group building


seketaris Zaki provides information that today Miss Asmara there is a schedule to visit the white sand garden


a holiday trip that is in the process of development


the door of the presidential room opened revealing a beautiful figure that came out of the room


"miss," said Zaki's secretary while bowing salute


" have you prepared Zaki yet?"


ask Miss Asmara while stepping foot


"all is ready, miss" he said


"ok, okay,"


the two were silent on the way.


somewhere else


the area is struggling in the kitchen, like playing flour


flour splattered in a mess, want to conjure raw flour into a variety of delicious foods to enjoy


the waiter who saw the head


" what are you doing ?" ask her


"i want to make a donut" he answered, looking at his teeth


"why would auntie help you?" bargain her


" don't don't don't, it's a donut for a loved one, so I have to make it" she replied seriously


"well, non, aunty does the other one" said aunty


"yes it's better,"


Ahir his area completed the making of donuts itself, working carefully to measure each part because it wanted to create the perfect result.


today the area does not go to school, he reasoned sick, but just wanted to make donuts to be brought tomorrow morning to school


somewhere else


ms. Asmara and her setaris have arrived at the location, after passing the jammed rumayan journey


one of the architects came to him


"miss," he said with a salute


answered a small nod by Miss Asmara


"let my lady drop by to see the results" said the architect again


" woman use her hat first" Zaki's secretary gives her a hat for head protection


until Miss Asmara asked


"approximately have reached what percentage yes!"


" eighty percent miss, so twenty percent more of these tourist buildings will be,"


miss Asmara nodded in understanding


"how much longer does it take?" ask her again


" two months, miss,"


miss Asmara seems to think, the article of the construction of this tour has long and not finished.


" one month!" it's like pressing


"i want a month, put all the workers in, I don't want any excuses !"


" well, miss, we're working on it" replied the architect


then they continued to move together


until it reaches under a shady tree, the breeze is cool to enjoy


somewhere else


the doughnuts that the area made are already finished


and become some topping and flavor


he was very satisfied with his results, his donuts were packed as beautifully as possible


"tomorrow to meet my handsome babang", he muttered with a smile


"hahh, for dear ones must be in the sweetest way, I'm with you,"


he said it while laughing to himself


next he took a shower after which scaly his hair in front of the mirror


looking at his face inch by inch


" sister certainly more beautiful than me, but I'm also no less ugly, hemm try first about the results see only later." said nyamangati himself


"Haikal," a name that can make itself flowery even if just mention his name


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