WHY LOVE
Intellect (2)

"For all.nih I bring Acehnese souvenirs for you. Share yes!"

Saints who just arrived at the office, immediately joined the marketing staff who all just arrived at the same time. He handed me a paper bag containing souvenir snacks back home.

"Wuih really monday spirit if you think gini mah. Thanks, mom secan." Rere who received the paper bag looks sumringah after looking at the contents in it.

Rere took out a snack to share. "Now, Bay. There's Aceh coffee, you want to coffee?"

The furore of the five people gathered at Rere's desk suddenly quietened down. Newly arrived Nico, stopped his steps for a moment and cleared his throat. Making Suci turn her head, throwing her sweet smile at the figure of a dashing man wearing a black shirt combined with an old ash suit.

"Come on!" take Nico with a gentle look. He no longer hid his feelings and concerns in public. Without caring for female employees who are stunned to see a handsome face that is reviewing a sweet smile.

Sacred waved his hand, saying goodbye to his division friend.

Dina and Rere looked at each other and bit their lips after Nico and Suci died. "Unchh I want to be stared at like that dong." Rere crossed his arms around his chest while closing his eyes. The sight made him join the baper.

"You see for yourself. Fixed, I won." Bayu smiled puffing his chest, his guess was right. He then collected the promised treaties from his friends.

****

"What's up, Dad?" Nico, who received a call from his father's assistant Joseph, is now sitting in the father's room.

"Mister Pras should call me, ask you to come to his office now."

"Dad knows, Mr Pras wants to talk about what?" Nico frowned.

"Says there's a good offer for you. You better meet first. I'm waiting for the good news." Hendro's father patted the boy's only shoulder. Then go with his assistant because there is an appointment.

Nico drove his car through heavy traffic in the capital. He will go to PT. Prasetya Indonesia, a large company engaged in the field of Import Export services, as well as domestic logistics expeditions. He wanted to invite Suci to accompany him, but the work on his desk piled up a lot.

For the first time Nico set foot in a large company owned by his parents Winda. The signing of the MOU cooperation contract, his father and Mr. Pras used to do in a restaurant. He accompanied his father and was a witness.

"Welcome to Nico. How are you?" Mr. Pras welcomed Nico who was ushered in by his secretary. With a big smile and a half-century man's helping hand, Nico sat on the sofa. Nico responded to Mr. Pras's stale remarks kindly and politely.

"What do you want to drink?" tawar Pak Pras's.

"Not bother sir. I won't be here long either, I have a lot of work to do. I was invited here What is it, sir?" Nico chose to the point at the core of the intent.

"Your great Nico. Still young but working spirit, I salute!" Mr. Pras gave his thumbs up, amazed.

"Hmm this way, I'm planning on adding an investment in your father's company. Heard you got a contract from an Italian sports fashion company. If you lack funds, just mention the number, how much. I'll invest in your new project."

While speaking, Psk Pras scanned from top to bottom Nico's seemingly calm appearance and gesture.

"Pak Pras, for that matter it is more fitting to talk to Dad. My job is just the job. Although I am the son of Mr. Hendro, but in the company remains professional, work according to the position." explained Nico, which makes Mr. Pras lost the word to talk. Though his intention to provide bait so that Nico interested in his offer so he can talk next step.

Mr. Pras saw Nico who did not want to talk casually, even seemed to want to end the conversation. "okay-okay. I go straight to the main tree. Willa likes you, she wants you to be her husband. If you are willing, I will appoint you as the director of PT. Prasetya Logistik, which already has 200 expedition branches throughout Indonesia. I see you have a strong leadership spirit, the position is suitable for you. How's Nico?"

Nico smiled obliquely at the tempting-looking offer. The position of the director, who just sits sweet in an oversized chair without having to work hard first from the bottom.

"I'm sorry Mr. Pras. Without prejudice to his respect, I rejected his offer. I have a family company that I have to continue. I also have a new wife!!" With a firm and confident, Nico immediately cut off the expectations of Mr. Pras. To make the blood on the middle-aged man's body boil with anger.

Only now was there anyone who dared to reject his wishes. His hands clenched firmly so that he did not vent anger against his guest.

"Alright Mr. Pras, it looks like I have to go home now. Have you finished the conversation?" Nico stood tidying up his slightly tangled coat.

Mr. Pras also stood up, now two different generations of men face each other with sharp glances. "I give you time to think again, don't regret it later."

Nico only responded with a helping hand, inviting Mr. Pras to shake hands. Done that, with wide strides Nico passed leaving the room diktuk Pras without looking back.

"How dare he reject a PRASETYA. Just look at it later!"

****

At the same hour.

A 48-year-old woman, with a graceful and fashionable look, stood in front of the reception desk with a haughty face. "Take me to Nico's room!" the door was without a stale word.

"Sorry mom with whom? Has there been an appointment before?" ask one of the receptionists kindly.

"Let's just say I'm Miss Siska, her mother's Winda. Cepetan don't be long, I'm sultry standing here!" Still with his ketus attitude, he fanned his face that began to sweat.

With swift and arrogant in heart, the officer memijit telephone line marketing room received by Suci. Although it has been explained if Nico is out of the office, Mrs Sisca asked to be escorted to the top.

Here's the guest now. Madam Siska and Suci stood facing each other, the one looking haughty, the young graceful hijab-looking smiled amiably.

"Please sit down first, I'll call Mr. Nico." Politely the Saint pointed towards the sofa, the usual place of receiving guests.

"Just call mom, I'm not your mom. Call me Miss Siska!!" error, by tickling and sniffling.

"Oh yes sorry, lady Siska please sit down." With patience and a smile, the Holy returned to his words.

"No need to call Nico, because he's with Winda, my son. I'm here to warn you, stay away from Nico! You're not his level. Nico is getting married to Linda. They are very compatible, equally top class. If you ignore it, look at the consequences!!"

Without being given a chance to refute, the haughty old lady left the Saint glued to where she stood. The sound of the guest's catfish and the pounding of his branded shoes have stolen the attention of the employees of one room.

"Holy, are you okay?" Rere and Dina who were approaching immediately, they were worried to see the silent Saints and pursed their lips. Despite trying to be covered, the puddles in her beautiful eyes seemed to be visible and slowly decayed without being able to be prevented.