The Seventh Secretary (Secretary to Seven)
Tinnate?

"Old man's man?"

"Yes, I'll hunt the dateng. You know the order?"

The man then took some books that felt the order began from the far right.

He set it to Stella, who was laid out neatly as possible.

"Do you have to be with him too? or are you also one of the applicants?" stella asked as she stepped down from the pedestal and returned the seat back to its original place by pushing it.

The sound of friction between the floor and the footstool made of wood was deafening which made the man frown.

Stella sat on the couch and rested one leg on the other. The man sat down on his side.

"Prospective suitors?" ask the man.

"He em's. My aunt asked me to replace her for a while. He's too old for this job. But it seemed like the old man had incredible stamina" the last sentence he hid behind the back of his hand as if whispering.

"So you're just temporary?"

"of course. But.. Have we ever met? I'm like a stranger to your face"

"hm, yeah. Everyone claims to be like that"

"Ah, I don't mean it that way, I really feel like I've known ah already. Meet me, my name is Stella. I might not be here long." Stella stretched out her hand to shake. The man welcomed his hand.

"David William"

"Hn? like I've heard that name. William William's.." Stella muttered as she thought she had seen the name.

His eyes then looked at the signboard on the large work desk which was a large boss desk that read 'William David / President Director'

Suddenly Stella immediately stood up and acted alert. He bent his body repeatedly to apologize.

"Mr President, forgive me. Sorry for my guts"

David folded his hands in front of his chest.

"So, do you think I'm an old man?" he said flat with his eyes glaring sharply.

"Ah. no. forget my stupidity, sir, I have been presumptuous. I'm sorry" Stella bowed again to continue apologizing.

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"Come in"

"Sorry sir, you are already here apparently" exclaimed Aunt Mey who was relieved to see her parents seemed to have introduced themselves.

But... What kind of situation is this? the question was profound when he saw the nervousness and sweat on Stella's face. While the boss still looks arrogant despite sitting behind him.

"What.. is there a problem, president?" ask aunt Mey later.

"none. It's just that I didn't realize that I was old even though my stamina was strong" he said as he stood up and buttoned his suit and then stepped towards his desk.

Stella showed a horrified face with the statement of the boss. Will he be fired before he works? thought.

"Ah, I have just. Ah yeah. This is Stella, my niece. I hope you don't mind if I ask for his help before my replacement is in line with your criteria. And here's the cv. He only temporarily helped me, after this.."

"Nobody can decide here but me. If I say no, it means he has to get out now. If I say yes, it means he has to stay as long as I want to" he said as he linked his ten fingers and his eyes shot back into sharp lights.

"What's? w-but.."

"And I said, you can stay"

"Huh. t-but bi.."

"Where's my coffee?" the door while opening sheet by sheet of paper in one of the maps that are stacked.

"Sh sh. sh. cepet with aunt.." Aunt Mey pulled her hand immediately after she asked and saluted. While Stella showed her whining face to the aunt.

"Aunt me, he said temporarily. Where is the candidate, has he got? I can't work with people like that" she whispered, but her steps followed her aunt to the pantry.

"hhhh.. aunt ngerjain Stella again. My sister had plastic surgery. This face is problematic. Really troubled. My own aunt took a hit on me" Stella showed her cynical face to the giggling aunt.

Aunt Mey then taught him to mix coffee according to the dose that David asked for. He made 2 cups. 1 for them to taste, and 1 for the boss.

"Pait" Stella peels her tongue when tasting a spoonful of coffee.

"But there's a little asem" he scoops it again.

"The same as his person. Asem, pait" grunts.

"You are the one who interrains. Remember, the main rule, can't fall in love"

"Yeee haphazardly. Ogah fell in love with that asem kek guy. Who there is mute craze" he then took a cup of coffee intended for his boss. Then look kamit kamat in front of the cup and a little blow like spitting his saliva.

"What are you doing?" ask the aunt.

"hehe. let's be tame bi" he kikikikik while passing to the room of the president.

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"Come in"

"This is your coffee, sir president"

"hm, yeah. Put it there" point it at the corner of his desk.

Stella keeps as directed. Then bend and turn around.

"Wait" he.

"Yes, sir. Anything else you need?"

"You taste" he said as he continued to open the endless sheets of paper.

"What's? but-"

"Are you sure you didn't put poison or spells?"

'How does he know?' his inner.

"But I don't like coffee, sir" the argument reasoned.

"Then you're saying I should surrender you poisoned? aren't you afraid I'll come every night to strangle you?"

'Fucking president' he swore in the heart. He took the cup and sipped it a little.

David looked at her, waiting for her reaction.

"Hot" his reflexes when he felt the black water touch his upper lip.

"No problem, sir. I'm still standing straight" he said, putting the cup back on his saucer.

"Then you mean, I should drink your marks?"

"Huh?.."

"Make another new one. And make sure your saliva doesn't get in my coffee"

"....."

"And don't bounce it. I'm not gonna tame anyone"

Sure you won't tame sir?

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