
" How, did he take it?"
" Yes Mr. Affandi."
" Huhh.great." Affandi breathed a sigh of relief.
" Oiya Mister, Madam had asked for this office address."
"Office address?"ask her surprised.
" Yes sir, and I give you that."
Jackson himself knows, Affandi has never invited Nausha to the office instead his lover who several times came to Affandi's office. His master was truly outrageous, never considering his own wife, in Jackson's mind
" Why did he ask for an address?"
" Lack of knowing, too, sir, is it possible that Madam has a plan."
" Yes, thank you!"
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A taxi stops right in front of the Ellison group building. Nausha before disembarking he made sure Affandi's office address given Jackson was correct. That afternoon, Nausha wanted to return home and land letters from Affandi. Nausha stood her gaze down the office building owned by her husband who had just visited for the first time. Nausha was amazed by the shape of a very magnificent building and towering from among other buildings.
Nausha began to step surely into the building even though she was actually very nervous both her palms felt cold.Nausha's steps stopped when security approached her.
" Good day, madam.."
" Eugh, good day."
" I'm sorry where does the lady want to go?"
" I'd like to meet Mr. Affandi Ellison.."
" I'm sorry, who wants to see him?"
Nausha immediately felt she was no one because Affandi had never brought her thorns into her own office, let alone introduce her as the wife of the owner of this building, he said, so it's only natural that no one knows who he really is.
Nausha smiled mirically at that security.
" My name is Nausha, my purpose here is to bring a letter that I have to return to Mr. Affandi.." his hand while showing a large map on security.
" But Mr. Affandi is out.."
" Let me leave it to the secretary.."
" Good madam, come with me to the 58th floor..!"
Security immediately escorted Nausha to the elevator, politely pressing the 58 button. After arriving at the floor, Nausha again amazed the interior of the office modern interior room. Security is still escorting Nausha until Affandi's secretary desk there is a very beautiful woman who looks very serious at work.
" Mother Rowina..This mother wants to leave a letter for Mr. Affandi.
" Good day.." Nausha.
" I actually want to return it directly to Mr. Affandi, but it looks like he is out what can be left to you..?"
" Is this Madam?"
" This is Mr. Affandi's personal document, please just give it to him, if he's in place."
" Oh.so well..! I will give it straight away. Eum sorry who are you?"
" Not anyone, just tell me this is from Nausha Freya Hilmar."
" Whether you give it directly maybe Mr. Affandi will soon return Madam, if this is Mr. Affandi's personal document.and I will call him."
* Eum.no need, because I'm also busy, can't be long."
" Has the Madam had an appointment with him before?"
" No, I haven't made an appointment with Mr. Affandi yet"
" I'll tell him later!"
" Thank you!"
" Yes Madam!"
Nausha was already sitting in the taxi that Nausha deliberately asked to wait for her, after the taxi drove Affandi's car in. they were 5 minutes apart.
Affandi and Jackson had just entered the room they had been monitoring the implementation of the Affandi company project.
Soon a secretary named Roweina entered carrying the file that was entrusted Nausha.
" Good day, sir, this is a day for you."
" What is this?" knitted his eyebrows.
" This is from a woman named Nausha Freya Hilmar. Mister."
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" Nausha he was here?" mumbling slowly.
" Why didn't he give it to me?"
" I'm sorry Master he said he couldn't wait because Madame Nausha couldn't take long."
" Are you stupid or what? why don't you hold it up until you wait for me?"
Glek, Roweina immediately trembled, she had difficulty swallowing her saliva because she did not expect she got angry from her boss.
" I'm sorry, sir, I told you to wait.-"
" Fuck you idiot! work just like that is not smart, how many years have you worked here?"
Roweina immediately lowered her head she just could not argue, she wanted to give an excuse but her sense of useless Affandi still blamed her.
" I'm sorry, sir!"
" Get out!"