You Are Only Mine
teasing assistant Joy
chapter 59
.
.
.
Herra and Narendra marched through the corridor in the airport, with Narendra pulling Herra's suitcase in her left hand while her right hand held Herra's fingers.
Time has come to show where they should go. Narendra leads herra to the plane.
" well, I just got on the plane for the first time" said Herra who was so amazed by the plane passing by.
" really ?? I will often invite you to ride it, because every month we will return to Jakarta."reply Narendra.
" once a month it's too soon brother." - Herra.
" just so you're happy." Reply Narendra who pulled Herra into his arms.The two entered the plane with a small laugh.agree to start a relationship was not so difficult, it was not so difficult, Narendra who felt quite comfortable with Herra and vice versa made the short meeting very memorable for them to live.
.
.
While in Bali, Joy is busy taking care of all the work of Narendra. because the absence of Narendra requires Joy to check all the files that have been piled up like a Himalayan mountain. a few weeks left leader Joy felt enough to take care of everything.not to mention, the development project that will be a goal in the next few days.Once in a while joy sighed and threw it away violently. fixing the glasses perched in the corner of his eyes is also occasionally he does.
Secretary Giana knocks on the door and enters immediately after receiving permission from Joy.
" sorry sir. mitting is about to begin." the secretary reported.
Joy stared.sharp secretary of another than usual.The clothes are quite sexy with makeup so striking.Giana who was stared at even floated a smile teasing him. has long been.Giana save the taste for Joy, Joy, but because she was too afraid of Narendra, Giana always undo her intentions.this time Giana was very trying to make joy fascinated with her.giana always thought joy was not much different from the big boss who likes sexy women.
" have you prepared everything ??" joy asked without heeding giana's flirtatious gaze.
" this is sir I have brought."reply Giana excitedly.
Joy immediately got up from her seat.then immediately stepped out, as she passed Giana Joy grinned quite hard. "just open your shirt if your veins have been broken. 15 minutes I gave you time, I said, if you don't change clothes soon I'll send you to a mental hospital!!"
Giana glared at her boss's words, "joy sir !!" Giana growled not to play, he stomped his feet on the floor.A number of times, it was always this kind of rejection that was obtained.
.
.
Joy reached into her pocket when a message came in from Narendra saying she was on the plane.
The joyful smile was clearly visible he continued his steps into the mitting room.
.
.
" So behold, it is very beautiful." said Herra who saw with a sigh.
Narendra smiled when he saw how happy Herra was.
" you're so happy ."
" of course.." retorted Herra. Narendra simply replied with a smile and gently rubbed Herra's head.
.
.
Mitting was done, Joy immediately walked out and headed straight for the elevator to get off. Giana who saw joy hurriedly approached to enter the elevator.
" wait, sir !!" Prevent giana from putting her foot in to get the elevator door open again.
despite her carelessness, Joy lets Giana in and stands by her side.
" where are you going in a hurry ??" ask Giana.
Silence, Joy did not answer.
" em..wouldn't Mr Naren come back yet ??!" ask Giana back
Joy remained unmoved, she simply wiped the phone screen that read the sign of an incoming message.
" sister..what.can't you answer my question ??!!" giana protests.
Joy stared lazily at Giana. "what's your question about work ??"
" can't you ask like that ??!!" giana replied in annoyance.His spoiled voice was let out.
tingg !!
the elevator door immediately opened, Joy hurriedly walked out. and turned around to prevent giana from following her. "your working hours are not finished yet, just be careful if you dare to follow me !!" after saying so joy immediately waltzed away leaving giana
Giana yanga was so furious that she could only stomp her feet on the floor with her sour face.
.
.
.
.