(Not) Old Friday

Be a Substitute

Nayla knocked on the door with a trembling hand. He had never been afraid of facing anything before.

After the sound of Reka inviting in, he entered the room of Reka. Looks like Reka is sitting relaxed in her big chair. They were fighting each other for a moment.

Yes, Nayla admits that Reka's face is very handsome. With a mature age but he looks younger.

"What did you call me?" nayla asked stiffly and very formally.

"Sit down first." The designer invited Nayla to sit on a chair in front of her desk.

Nayla sat down slowly. What exactly did Rita want to talk to him? He's really gonna fire her now.

"Are you married?" ask Ruka beyond Nayla's expectations.

Nayla was silent for a moment. But a second later he saw his CV on the table. "It's not clear in my cover letter."

"I just want to make sure. Maybe your KTP and KK haven't been updated."

Nayla scrunched her forehead. What is the mascud of the word Reka? "Sorry, I just knew that the rules in this company his employees must still be single." that's what Nayla alleged when Reka wanted to ensure his status.

"No, that's not what I meant." Then Riky did not continue his words. He looked at Nayla more and more intensely.

Nayla was frightened by the strange look of the designer. Doesn't-don't the perverted boss want something from his body. Nayla's chest is pounding more and more. Sweaty hands. Although he desperately needed money but he was not willing to commit that great sin.

"Sorry Sir. If nothing is discussed, I want to go back to work. Later Vita can be angry with me" said Nayla in the end because Reka had just been silent.

Reka let out a long sigh then she stood up and walked over to Nayla. "I want to offer you a business."

"Business?"

"Yes. I want to marry you and in exchange you will get a big payday from me."

Nayla widens her eyes. He was very surprised by the wishes of his boss. Finally he stood up and stared intently at Reka. "Indeed you think I'm a cheap woman you can just buy."

"I can explain the meaning of that desire."

"What?"

"Because you're so similar to my future wife."

Nayla laughs off. The design of a respected boss but Nayla is not out of thought with the mind of Reka. Design could make him a replacement. "So, Mr Reka wants me to be a replacement for Mr Reka's future wife?!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Sir, I know even though my face is similar. But Mr. Reka should know, my soul and body are different from the future wife of Mr. Reka. I don't want to." Not even Nayla continued her saying that someone opened the door.

At once Reka pulled Nayla to hide under her desk and she sat back in her big chair.

"Mama, tumben's here?" ask her mother. However, he could actually guess what his mother would talk about this time.

"They, Mama just want to make sure, tonight so you're going to have dinner."

Reka understood his mother's desire to invite him to dinner, surely he would be introduced to one of the children of his Papa friends.

Reka shook her head. "Later tonight I have a show, Ma."

"They, Mama knows you always refuse every time you introduce the girls. Mama's designs just want to be happy. It is time to forget the past. All your sisters are married. You already have everything, your life will not be perfect without a partner. You want to be an old virgin." A little laugh was heard at the end of his mother's advice.

"Mama, I've found my own choice of my future wife" said Reka so sure.

"Seriously? Then tomorrow you meet Mama. Yes, I'm in a hurry to go to Raffa's office first." Her mother stood up and walked towards the door. "Truly Mama wait a lot." remember it again to Reka so as not to forget.

"Yes Ma." She took a deep breath and leaned back on her chair.

Once safe, Nayla came out from under the table which made Reka surprised. "Gosh, forgot you were under the table."

You're old, senile!

Nayla >walked towards the door but was again prevented by Reka. He held his hand. "What about my offer? You don't want to want to!"

Nayla stared hard at Reka. "If I ask for a fee of up to 100 million in a month, can Mr. Reka pay for it."

The design smiled obliquely. He gets closer to her even though Nayla is retreating until Nayla's back touches the closed door.

"If you want to pay 100 million per month it means your soul and body are mine too." The design gently touched Nayla's cheeks with her fingers.

Nayla pushes Reka's body with all her might. "Don't hope!"

The designer took his business card and he gave it to Nayla. "Call my WA number directly, if you change your mind."

Nayla received the small paper and she turned her body and immediately walked out of the room.

"Crazy boss!" nayla Gerrick. Until whenever he will not forget his first experience working that day.

...***...

On a dark day, Nayla stops her motorcycle in front of her house. The house looks dark, there are no lights at all.

Nayla went into the unlocked house. He turned on the light and immediately walked towards his mother's room.

"Mother." Nayla immediately approached her mother who was huddled on the bed. "Mother why? Sick again? Drink first." Nayla took warm water and helped her mother sit down and put the glass closer to her lips so she could drink easily.

Nayla felt sorry for her mother's condition. However, he had to get money for his mother's surgery.

"Our mother went to the hospital."

Bu Lela just shook her head. "Mother is papa. How are you doing today?" ask Bu Lela. He switched his daughter's conversation.

"Currently, ma'am" Nayla said with a smile. "Mother calm down. Nayla's gonna be getting money for mom's surgery." Nayla hugged her mother while rubbing her back.

"You also have to take care of yourself. Don't keep thinking about mom."

Nayla let go of her embrace and looked at her nilar mother. "Nayla would do anything for me. Because Nayla was a pity for mom." then Nayla stood up. "Nayla take a shower, ma'am." He moved from his mother's room to his.

One small paper that read Sanjaya Design complete with address and mobile number that he now looks at.

A long sigh rounded his resolve. He copied the number to his cell phone and immediately contacted Reka.

"Hallo, Mr. Designa I'd like to meet..."

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