The Twin Sons the Ruler
The Bagas office.

"Easy! clara you just send me to be my secretary, and you find another secretary." suggested Bagas suddenly.

"Did?" Ardan and Rio stared at Bagas with puzzled looks.

"Hey, why did you two see me all the way? something weird, huh?" tanya Bagas with brows that are linked.

"Well, there's a wind, did you ask Clara to be your secretary?" asked Ardan with his forehead raised upwards, probing.

"I have no reason, just to petrify you, Dan. There is no other purpose." stressed Bagas, trying to convince.

"All right, tell me you're mode." Rio.

"Well, why the hell do you think so, I'm honest you know, want to help you, Dan. Yes, you said earlier, sorry if Clara became gossip material, so yes I took the middle course, Clara became my secretary and her sister was your assistant. Less well did I try?" bright Bagas

"Why should you be your secretary? why aren't you usulin, so my secretary?" challenge Rio.

"Lha, what? you have a secretary." Bagas does not want to lose.

"You have a secretary too? if Clara was your secretary, then your current secretary would you like to go? you fired him?" ask Rio.

"Yes, no! He could be Ardan's secretary. My secretary is a man so, for Ardan who's already married, it's safer."

Ardan, unmoved and weighing something, heard the words of Bagas.

"You're right, too, Gas. Maybe, I'll talk to Clara later." concluded Ardan, finally

"We're back in the office now! Come Rio!" Ardan stood followed by Rio.

"Hey, how come back? how's the cooperation?" Chirp Bagas, before the two men left.

"Tomorrow, let's talk about it! I've done a lot of work today." Guiltlessly Ardan swung his foot, stepping out of the restaurant. Suddenly he turned around again and said,

"Oh yeah, Yo. Please find out who the owner of this restaurant is, and have him fire the manager!" tell Ardan, then continue his steps.

"Our food, you pay, man!" with a slight run, Rio caught up with Ardan out of the restaurant.

"Damn! basic friends accuser. My time was wasted, being bullied now being told to pay for their food again." said Bagas, and grumbled in his heart.

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Based on the results of the agreement, although with a heavy heart, eventually Clara was willing to be transferred to the Bagas company, so that her sister could work at Bagaskara Company.

Clara stepped gracefully in the lobby of Bagas-owned company that was no less large than Ardan company.

"Sorry, Mba. Sir, Bagas' room where is it?" ask Clara, politely.

The two women who served as receptionists looked at Clara with suspicious eyes. Instead of being condescending, they just don't want to, if they get angry Bagas again, when they allow women who want to tempt their CEO to enter carelessly into the CEO's room.

"Sorry Mba! does this mba already have an appointment with Mr Bagas?" ask one of the women.

"Oh yeah, I'm the new secretary, Mba! Did Mr. Bagas not tell you anything" said Clara a little annoyed. Not annoyed at the two receptionists, but annoyed at Bagas.

"Not at all, Bob. Bagas sir has not arrived. Just wait there, maybe he'll be there soon." The receptionist pointed towards the sofa.

Clara almost landed her body on the sofa, but she suddenly pulled it away when Bagas' firm voice rang out behind her.

"No need to sit down anymore! you come with me now!" Said Bagas firmly, without staring at Clara.

"Good, Sir!" clara was polite while bowing her body.

Bagas walked ahead of Clara with a faint smile. A smile that no one could see at all as well as a smile full of question marks on Bagas. Confused as to why she could be that happy, when she heard Clara agree to her transfer.

Bagas pressed a special elevator button for him and his assistant. When the elevator door opened, Bagas went in and waited for Clara to enter. Clara did not come in at all. The girl was waiting for the elevator doors. It made Bagas growl to hold back his annoyance.

"Why didn't you come in? fast in!" Bagas' voice sounded flat but was tucked into an intimidating tone within his words.

"Sorry, Sir! I'm just riding this. Tell me, what floor is your room on?" reject Clara, politely made-up.

"I said come in!" this time not only intimidating speech, but the look in the eyes is also no less intimidating.

Exhaling in annoyance, Clara finally stepped into the elevator.

Clara's forehead cringed in confusion as Bagas removed her hand from the open button, as she waited for Clara to come in, but did not press the close button immediately.

"Didn't you have the initiative to press that close button? do you want to do it for you?" said Bagas with a quip.

"Basic crazy, psychopath. What's wrong with him pressing himself? that's the button right in front of him, right? Patience Clara, patience!" clara swore at once grumbled in the heart, with both hands swinging pressing the button meant by Bagas.

The elevator door was perfectly closed, but the elevator did not move up.

"Have you never been on an elevator? if the elevator isn't moving, then you haven't hit what floor we're going to, you know that, right?"

Clara's chest, looks kembis hold anger. Clara turned her head towards Bagas with a look of horror.

"Sir Bagas, I know all the things you mentioned earlier. But it's not like I told you, if I don't know what floor your room is on." said Clara softly as she bit her own teeth and held back her irritation.

"Oh, say dong! 59 Floor." Say Bagas casually, feeling innocent. Until it makes Clara inflamed.

"If anyone isn't my boss, I'll make sure he's made a peddle now." Groused Clara, while pressing the number 59.

Ting ...

the elevator door opened and Bagas immediately stepped out of the elevator, followed by Clara from behind.

"Eat it, so that person must have initiative. You can ask Ardan beforehand, what floor is my room." Say Bagas, without looking back.

"Yes, God! the first day just made me dizzy. Please keep me here, Lord." Please Clara while sighing long enough.

"This is my room, and you're there! Now before you report what my schedule is today, you make me coffee." Tell Bagas, while entering his own room. Suddenly he turned back, and looked at Clara with a frown.

"Aren't you going to ask me what coffee I want?" ask Bagas, flat.

"Sir Bagas, can you say without waiting should I ask? Because I'm new." Clara said casually, not afraid of the look of Bagas' eyes.

"Should you have the initiative to ask?"

"You should have the initiative to tell it without being asked. What's wrong if you want to order the person directly, not half. You could say, 'Clara, please make me a coffee that has a spoonful of sugar, two spoons of coffee powder, use hot water, not cold water. The coffee you brew in the glass not in the bowl'. It's complete sir, shorten the time again. Said Clara, relax who made Bagas inflamed.

"You dare to dictate to me?" Bagas's bead eyes stared increasingly sharp.

"Sorry, Sir!" Clara lowered her head.

" Now make me coffee, like you said. The chunky!"

"Good, Sir!" Clara swung her legs, but suddenly she stopped again, and turned her head towards Bagas. "Sir, which way's the pantry?"

"Eat him don't be smart! the pantry was there," Bagas pointed towards the room whose door was still closed.

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