The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar
Under One Command

"Come in" said Teshar to invite Debby. He only glanced at the glance and drowned again listening to his file on the table.

"Mr Jeff called you back, Mr. Teshar," his secretary reported after entering his room.

"Why don't you just connect?"

"Talk is personal, sir," replied Debby immediately given a nod of understanding by Teshar.

The man did not expect, Jeff was so thorough that his tracks did not want to be sniffed and intercepted by his office's communication system. While grabbing the phone he had intentionally ignored, the man immediately gestured for the secretary to rush out of the room.

"Good, Sir. Excuse me," said his secretary as he walked out of the room while closing the door.

"How's it?" connect Teshar then after lifting the call back.

"Have you prepared?" ask the caller in a serious tone.

"Are you doubting me?" reply Teshar gives color suppression sound.

Teshar will play pull. Not want to carelessly obey the man like a buffalo—just because a Clara is in his hands. He doesn't want to be rash.

"I changed the location of the meeting" said the man, sounding unconvincing.

"As far as you are. After some thought, it seems like I can't just trust you right away. You're a plan," said Teshar, standing up and grabbing the coat that was lying on the couch and walking out of his office. He moved towards the elevator which was not far from his room.

"Are you sure? I'm just being more careful of your cunning, Mr. Teshar," he said, showing a voice of ridicule towards Teshar.

Teshar smiled cynically. He immediately entered the elevator and moved downstairs, wanting to leave his office immediately.

"Are you talking to yourself?" reply Teshar tried to be calm.

"If you don't want to see the girl anymore, that's fine" Jeff said.

"Alright, it helped me anyway" said Teshar, revealing his laughter.

"Aren't you here to plan, Mr Teshar?" taunted.

"As far as you are. After all I thought about it, you helped me overcome the crisis that could have occurred between me and my parents. So, I'm even grateful for this help" Teshar said, leaving Jeff silent for a moment.

Teshar smiled faintly and turned off the phone unilaterally. He was now on one level of the old man. While walking out of the elevator room, he stuffed his phone into his pants pocket.

Teshar headed towards his office lobby. Actually he wanted to take a vacation and not to the office, but while at home instead made his mind more chaotic. Finally he chose to go to work while thinking about his steps without acting rashly.

"You want to go, sir?" asked the receptionist directly standing from the place as soon as he saw the arrival of Teshar.

"If anyone wants to see me, just let me know I'm busy. Delay it for a few days. Reset all of my meetings for the next week" Teshar ordered, pausing.

"Okay, Mr. Teshar, good afternoon," the woman replied, bowing her head and sitting back down.

Teshar walked outside the lobby, was greeted by a car and stopped right in front of him. Teshar bowed his body while glancing for a moment because the car glass was half open. A man wearing black glasses smiled at him while looking at him, not forgetting to open the sunglasses with a hilarious style. Of course, the man of her age shook his head, intending to tease Teshar.

"Please, Sir." The man laughed.

"When did you come?" tanya Teshar looked for a moment at the man who had now run his car.

"Yesterday" the man replied with a smile.

"Who told you to come?" sindir Teshar while installing a seat belt and comforting his seat.

"The scream of your heart that calls me comes. His voice echoed all the way to the walls of my home abroad," his laughter succeeded in making Teshar look down to throw laughter in shame.

"Jemmy!“ urged Teshar without looking at the man who was whistling driving his car quietly in a quiet voice.

"Grandfather Bima told me. I came to help make amends, satisfied?" he said while displaying a small laugh, a softening of tension.

The carefree man of Teshar's best friend increased the speed of his car and veered towards the outside of town. As soon as Teshar realized his path changed—without him knowing his goal—soon turned to Jemmy, who of course could only be given a laugh by the man.

"Trust me, Guys. You are always taking all problems seriously. It's time to relax for a moment. Ok?"

"Ck! I don't have time to joke around" Teshar replied a little annoyed.

Jemmy just smiled wryly in response. He did not want to take a headache with the whimper of a stiff Teshar since he knew him from college until now. He did not expect that the man had not changed.

They fell silent without speaking again until the car driven by Jemmy entered the gate of Villa owned by Grandpa Bima. Teshar recalls clearly having visited this place when his grandmother was alive, the dream woman and his grandfather's beloved wife.

"We?" teshar said puzzledly turning his head towards Jemmy who nodded with curvy lips and frown. He understood what Teshar was asking.

Teshar laughed in his heart, even his grandfather planned things that he did not expect at all. While getting out of the car he immediately grabbed a cell phone to contact his grandfather.

"Thank you grandfather" he said sincerely.

"Fulfill your promise" Bima replied to make Teshar thin his lips. He did not expect that his grandfather was serious about the request.

"Euhm" said Teshar.

"May you succeed."

"Thank you," Teshar replied as he walked into the inner room of the villa. He immediately turned his head when a touch of an arm covered his shoulder.

"We're going that way," Jemmy asked while pulling Teshar's shoulder, so that the man who was the same height as him immediately followed him.

Several times they walked past the tall pillars of typical European-style buildings with golden yellow paint as the dominant color. Turn down the corridor in the villa until their steps stop right in front of a door in the back corner of the villa. Teshar looked at the smiling Jemmy. The man moved his tail, intending to ask Teshar to open the door.

Teshar sighed for a moment before finally touching the silver-colored carved door handle and pulling it strong to open. The man's eyes widened in shock as he saw the number of people dressed neatly all in black lined up, immediately bowing their bodies as soon as he saw his arrival.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Indira!" greet them all in unison.

"We are under your command, Sir," one of them reported, staring at Teshar with stern eyes.

"Jem?" Teshar turned his head towards Jemmy, before he finally walked into the room.

"Your grandfather prepared this to help you. But, of course he is still on the neutral side between you and your parents" whispered Jemmy in Teshar's ear as he walked closer to his comrades. They shake hands, fight spirit and slightly break down the laughter to throw away the tension that feels.