
Right now Bella is sitting in her room, and she is being angered by Immanuel, her father. And now he's lazy to get out of his room.
Everyone in the dining room was getting ready for breakfast. Hana asks one of the maids at home to call Bella who is still in her room.
"Sorry madam, Miss Bella doesn't want to get out of the room." said the waiter when he returned after calling Bella in his room.
"Let it go, later if you're hungry, it'll go down."Say Immanuel lightly.
"You can't be like that to Bella. How ever she's your daughter."Hana defends.
"Ma, Papa's right. Bella embarrassed us yesterday, it's good she just scolded papa and the mall's owner didn't blackmail her from the mall."
"Daniel, why are you even saying that. That's your only brother."
"Yes he's my brother, but he's an adult. Stop treating him like a child."
"Daniel!"
The lazy Daniel argued with his mother chose to go to work and did not forget to bring the bread he was eating.
"Pa, Daniel's leaving."
"Hm."
Hannah looked at Daniel with a fury. She did not know why her two children could not understand each other and defend each other.
Immanuel who was enjoying his breakfast was silent, it was still early morning to make a scene at home.
Seeing her husband silent, Hana tried to say more gently to him.
"Darling, please don't be so hard on Bella. She was young, so it was only natural that she wanted to shop for the items she wanted."
Immanuel did not budge, he had often advised Bella not to arbitrarily use the credit card given by him.
For Immanuel this time Bella has gone too far. He spent 45 million in just 1 week, and all used to buy things that were not needed.
"Darling, don't you feel sorry for Bella? Just because of yesterday's problem you blocked Bella's credit card and didn't give her money for a month."
Immanuel looked at Hana who was still trying to plead with him.
"I'm done."Immanuel wiped his lips and stood up.
"Darling, didn't you listen to me?"
"Stop begging. If you feel sorry for him, you'll have to be a little harder. You saw for yourself that you spoiled him too much, he didn't want to work and could only spend money."
"She's young, won't be able to work hard, baby."
"It's almost 25 years old, and you're saying he's young?"
Hana was silent, she knew that at the age of Bella should have had a good job and earned a proud achievement.
Immanuel did not continue his debate, for him whatever he said would never be heard by Hana or Bella.
With wide steps Immanuel walked out of his house. He still has to take care of his work at the office.
***
In a different corner, Amoora was ready for her work suit.
Today he was asked to meet with clients from abroad by his superiors.
Amoora does this often. Because in addition to being smart in business, Amoora also mastered several languages that make it easier for him to communicate with clients from abroad.
After feeling quite presentable, Amoora picked up a peach-colored bag that matched the clothes she was wearing at the moment.
"Okaya, time to work."Amoora speaks to herself in front of the mirror.
Stepping forward with certainty Amoora came out of her room.
This morning she was going to have breakfast in the office cafeteria, because she thought she wouldn't have time to make breakfast at home.
Amoora got out of the house and walked to her car garage.
"It looks like I'm going to ride you today."Amoora stood in front of her car.
Amoora opened the car door and entered it.
With a medium speed Amoora drove her car to the company where she worked since 4 years ago.
While humming along with the song he heard on the radio in the car, Amoora enjoyed the streets of the city that were so familiar to him.
Amoora was never afraid to go out alone, and Emmanuel never allowed a private driver in her home to drive her away.
Everything changed after Hana went into the house and changed all the rules in the house, and of course Emmanuel just kept quiet and followed what Hana said.
Half an hour later Amoora arrived at the company where she worked. The building with a height of 32 floors that looks not so big, but very sturdy with such good architecture.
Amoora parked her car in the parking lot located under the building.
Before going down, Amoora went back to checking her makeup, although her life was very ordinary but Amoora always did everything well and she wanted to give satisfactory results. So too with his appearance.
Amoora got out of the car and walked towards the elevator which would take her upstairs where she used to do a stack of her work.
'ting'
The sound of the elevator rang so loud, Amoora walked into the elevator and pressed the 30th floor button.
The elevator doors closed and Amoora felt the elevator move up to the top floor.
'ting'
Shortly after the elevator stopped and the elevator door opened on the 30th floor, Amoora stepped outside.
"Good morning, Amoora."Greeting an employee.
"Good morning."Amoora threw her sweet smile as usual.
Amoora walked towards her study. He passed by several other company employees, and as usual they greeted each other and smiled.
"Amoora."Someone called.
Amoora looked back, and she found her superior standing there.
"Good morning director. Is it early in the morning what the director is here for?"Ask Amoora without stale ado like any other employee.
"We're talking inside your office."
Amoora nodded.
"Okay, then please sir."
Amoora gives way to her superior.
Inside the Amoora workspace. Amoora's boss, Ricard Smith, sat on the sofa in the room.
"What's the director?"Ask Amoora.
"Amoora, do you know Alvaro Fernandez?"
"Alvaro Fernandez?"
"Yes, do you know him?"
Amoora tried to remember the name asked by her superior.
"To my knowledge, we have never cooperated with that name sir."
"Of course never. It was because he was a very influential person in this country. He is the only successor of the Fernandez family, the richest man in the country."
Amoora nodded expressionlessly.
"Then what's the problem with Mr Alvaro Fernandez?"
"I heard he was looking for someone who could master several languages. His assistant made an announcement on social media."
"Isn't he a great person, he certainly can speak a variety of languages. Why is he looking for someone else?"
"I don't know either. There may be some language he doesn't understand."
Amoora nodded her head a few times.
"What does this have to do with me, sir?"
"You can speak many languages. I'm sure you can if you try to sign up there, plus Mr. Alvaro Fernandez will work with a company that can help him."
Amoora sat across from her boss.
"Is Mr Alvaro Fernandez so great, sir?"
"Oh god, Amoora. You've been in business for years, but you don't know about him?"Ricard asked in surprise.
Amoora who does not know who Alvaro Fernandez can only smile broadly at his boss.
"Well I'll tell you who Mr. Alvaro Fernandez is."
Ricard pulled out his phone and began to seriously search for something on the flat screen.
"Here meet. You see this, he's Alvaro Fernandez."
Ricard gave his phone to Amoora.
Amoora saw the photo on Ricard's phone. His eyes were round like they were going to come out.
"Isn't he the one who bought my car yesterday?"Amoora said in a surprised tone.
"That's impossible, are you sure?"
"certain. I even have her phone number, because yesterday she gave me her business card."
Ricard looked at Amoora with a look of disbelief.
"I'm serious boss."Amoora convinces Ricard, as Ricard looks incredulous.
"How can I believe your words Amoora. He's a hard person to meet, even he's just showed up lately."
Amoora sighed, she took her phone and then she also took the business card given by Alvaro yesterday.
With her flick finger Amoora typed the number on the business card.
Ricard was slightly surprised to see Amoora take out a business card, where Alvaro Fernandez was there.
'tut tut tut tut'
(connected)
"Yes who?"There was a very cold voice from across there.
"Good morning Mr. Alvaro Fernandez, I am Amoora Steve. Do you still remember me? Yesterday you bought my car."
"Oh Miss Amoora, good morning. You finally contacted me. I was waiting for you to contact me yesterday."
"Sorry Mr. Fernandez, yesterday I was very busy."
"No, it's okay."
"I'm sorry to bother Mr. Fernandez, but...I have something to ask you."
"Yes sure, please."
"I saw on social media, your assistant was looking for a person who could speak several languages. Is that true?"
"Yes that's right. In a few weeks I will be going on a business trip to several countries. And I had a little doubt about the translator that was there."
"Oh I can understand."
"Did Miss Amoora speak some languages?"
"I'm not sure."
"Aah so."I heard a slightly disappointed voice.
"Yes sir. Well, Mr. Fernandez, I think you must be busy. Sorry for interrupting your time."
"No, it's okay Miss Amoora."
"Well then, thank you, Mr. Fernandez."
"Yes." Yeah."
Amoora disconnected her phone, and looked at Ricard who was still staring at Amoora with a look of admiration.
"You really know Mr Alvaro Fernandez?"
"Don't I tell you he gave you his card."
"But isn't he a difficult person to contact, and famous for his cold temperament?"
"I don't know either. But yesterday we chatted very casually, and the director could also see for himself how I talked to him."
Ricard was silent, but at once his lips curved up showing his smile.
"That's good Amoora! You can have a good relationship with Mr. Alvaro Fernandez."Ricard is pleased.
"Director, my job is a lot. And I don't want to get involved with him either."
"Amoora think carefully, this is an opportunity. In addition to your career will be better, our company can also work with the company of Mr. Alvaro Fernandez."
"Sir Ricard Smith, please. I know it's going to have a big impact on my career, but I don't want to be involved with big people."
Ricard who was already familiar with Amoora could not force him. For Ricard even if it was a very good thing, if Amoora did not want to, then she would not force.
At the company Amoora was one of the most important and influential people, so she did not want to make Amoora uncomfortable.
During these 4 years Amoora has helped her bring her company up and can stand parallel to other companies. Therefore, Amoora is a special employee.