Canduku Secretary

Fear Sela

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Clay's having a big meeting for today.

Because next week the US project will officially open.

And of course all the CEOs of every company will come to submit their proposals.

Clay just came in with his two secretaries.

It was seen that all of his employees and high-ranking officials had come since.

"Good morning everyone" Clay said to all of them.

"You all know, no, I gathered you all here to discuss our big project this year" Clay said at the meeting this morning.

"Let's talk about it one by one" Clay said, beginning what he wanted to discuss.

"In front of you there are already references to stage decorations, try to choose one and explain your reasons," they began to see references from last year about stage decorations on laptops that were already in front of them one by one.

"Master can I have an opinion?" ask Clay employees as the chairman of the implementation of this event. Clay just nodded.

"What if we use the same concept as last year, with a slight change in the layout or background of this stage," he suggested that Clay stare at the picture proposed by his employees.

"Don't, if we can we have to be more creative, make every year with different decorations and seem very elegant," Clay said giving a little picture to his employees.

"I want to argue, sir?" employee permission as the person in charge of the stage.

"What if this year we make the stage decoration outdoor, it will be wider and we can also freely make several stages on different stages for each 3 models," the proposal made the other employees nod in agreement.

"Don't take a big risk, if we make outdoor stage decoration, the safety of the models is also our responsibility and the most important point is not only that, but also the Presidents of Canada and the US also came, the safety of both of them is much more important" Clay declined with his employee's proposal.

"I just want this year's stage decoration to be more different than last year, and then make between the guests and the reporters who come do not collide with each other, what does that mean,"

"We should be able to make the guests sit quietly enjoying the fashion show well without any interference from journalists who are busy photographing, such as the picture on the third slide," Clay shows decorations for the last 2 years.

"In addition to looking very simple and ordinary, security is also less tightened, especially guests who are less calm to enjoy this fashion show," Clay evaluated for stage decoration last year.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, what if we were making stage decorations with references like concerts," the chairman's proposal left Clay and other employees frowning in confusion.

"How's it?" clay asked wondering what this employee meant.

"You can all see in this picture, it has two right and left sides with a ladder to go down, it would be aesthetic if one model went down from the right side and went back up on the left side,"

"Not only that, the guests will sit in a slightly higher position, like they are watching a concert, he said, while the reporters will be under the standard of vision of the guests will not be disturbed by the presence of journalists and we can also install a fence between guests and journalists," clearly the head of the board made a smile of sumringah created on Clay's lips.

"It's amazing, your idea is amazing" Clay praised Han, the head of the board.

"What do you think, do you all agree with this idea?" everyone stared at each other until they all nodded in agreement.

"Alright if you all agree, let's prepare the decoration design as Han said," Clay ordered that they prepare all the preparations for this great event.

"Ohh yes, I would like you to invite the 10 biggest journalists, the 10 biggest newspapers and the 5 biggest magazines in the world" Clay told reporters.

"Okay sir, then you want to deploy how many bodyguards for this event?" ask Han to Clay.

Clay laughed softly at Han's question.

"Relax, I have people who can help me to overcome this," Clay said to Han's surprise.

"Who's master?" asked Han who was only admired by Clay.

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Sela who just came and chatted with Jenifer and Sandra saw Laura just came.

A sharp and cynical look at Sela made Jenifer and Sandra glance cynically.

Behind Laura was followed by Gabriela who had also just arrived.

"Sela," Gabriela called a little run over to Sela.

"How can I stay with you?" tanya Gabriela looked very excited.

Oh my god Sela completely forgot about it, how it is.

"Emmm, Ela I'm sorry I forgot to say, but later after this lecture I immediately asked," said Sela afraid to make Gabriela disappointed.

Gabriela smiled wryly at Sela's reply.

"Yes, gapapa" Gabriela replied limply making Sela feel guilty.

"Cell, what's the matter, where are you going, what's the matter?" sanya Sandra hunts down Sela with many questions.

"Well, no papa. Eh the lecturer had come," said Sela telling Sandra and Jenifer to return to their bench.

Lecturers start the material as usual they all carefully and meticulously listen to the lecturer's explanation.

Sela glanced at the bench in front of her, empty again, where exactly is the owner of this bench.

It did not feel 45 minutes had passed, the lecturer had left the class 1 minute ago.

"Sandra Jenifer, are you going straight home?" sela asked the two of them.

Suddenly they turned around and looked at Sela.

"Yes we both have events" Jenifer replied as she closed her bag and walked over to Sela.

"You're like a sister, you're everywhere, you're really like you," said Sela, envious of their friendship.

"Yes dong, we're like brothers" said Sandra, proud of their long-standing friendship.

"Jaudah Sel, let's go back first, bye baby," said Sandra as she stared at Sela dear.

"Dahhh," replied Sela then finish her book and want to leave class.

But Laura walked to the back against Sela.

Now that they both live in class, Gabriela has been out since the beginning.

"Have your knees healed?" tanya Laura walked slowly towards Sela, making Sela continue to walk backwards.

"Why?" ask back Sela tried to be brave so that Laura was not like her.

"What was yesterday's game at the party amazing? Fall in the pool?" sela's eyes glared when she heard Laura's words.

"Why, you're surprised that I deliberately pushed you into the pool, didn't Bara tell you?" Laura smiled cunningly.

"That's not how much, there's still a lot of games that I haven't loved to you," said Laura progressing step by step until

"Awww," cried Sela in pain as the tip of Laura's high heels stomped on Sela's toes very strongly.

Laura did not move from Sela's legs, it was very painful because the tip of her high heels was very sharp.

"Why does it hurt?" laura asked by advancing her face closer to Sela.

"That's not how much the same thing Bara did to me," Sela looked up and looked into Laura's glassy eyes as if she was crying.

"If I can't get Bara, so can you," Laura just left Sela in pain.

Sela crouched down to look at her finger, slowly she took off her shoes, right her toes were slightly injured.

Sela stared at Laura's departure, digesting her words well, is it true if Bara hurt Laura just for her sake.

No, it can't happen.

Sela hurried to her feet and went down, for Bara might have come to pick her up.

Sure enough Bara has come to see him leaning in the car.

Sela walked over to Bara with the pain in her toes.

"Have you waited long?" tanya Sela felt uncomfortable with Bara.

"No, go home now?" bara asked Sela, Sela just nodded slowly.

"Emm, I want to say something," Bara said making Sela look at him.

"Later in the night I don't come home, because overtime is for office preparation, do you dare to be at home alone?" tanya Bara makes sure if Sela is not afraid at home despite many bodyguards but Bara feels uneasy leaving Sela alone.

"Can I come?" sela asked to offer herself to come along.

"But I'm not coming home, likely to stay at the office, do you want to?" ask Bara once more.

"Why not," replied Sela then entered the car without seeing Bara's current expression.

"Yesssss, he's finally sensitized too, if I need him," murmured Bara pleasure then circled his car.

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Bara and Sela arrive at the office, Sela this time does not bring a mask so they employees and staff also OB can see Sela's face.

Bara who noticed Sela walking by kept her head down smiled faintly.

Make the staff and other employees feel lucky to see the smile.

Very sweet and like an opium.

"Is the floor more beautiful to look at than to look ahead?" fashion Bara on Sela.

Sela looked up slightly and glared at Bara who was laughing softly.

"Listen, I just want to be safe without being disturbed by your fans," said Sela, just up in the elevator Sela raised her head, because there are only home bodyguards who also already know Sela's face.

Bara entered the room and there were designers and photographers waiting for Bara.

"Master," call Dea, Bara's flagship designer.

"Have you guys been a long time?" ask the two of them.

"No sir," they answered politely and kindly.

"It just so happens that sir if Sela is here, I want to try some of the same dress models for fashion shows, what can be a Sela fashion show by still wearing dresses," Sela looked at Bara waiting for Bara's answer.

"Have your legs healed?" bara asked Sela, Sela nodded vigorously covering the wound on her toe.

"But her fashion show practice with shoes only, not high heels," Bara recalled Sela when in pain wearing high heels.

"I'm sorry, sir" said Dea to take Sela to the photo studio to try on dresses and photoshoots as well as a late fashion show.

"Hurry back" Bara said before Sela walked out of her room.

Bara sat on the sofa while waiting for Sela to return, maybe a short nap will make Bara relax.

Almost 1 hour long Sela had just finished from the photo studio and returned to Bara's room like Bara's message earlier.

Sela opened Bara's room, quiet no sound, it turns out Bara fell asleep on the sofa.

God, he's real not a sigh. Why is it that when you sleep like this he is more handsome.

Sela walked slowly so as not to disturb Bara's sleep.

Sela took a blanket in the room contained in Bara's room and then enveloped Bara slowly.

"Excuse me," said Dea who knocked on Bara's door.

Sela quickly walked over to open the door so as not to disturb Bara's sleep.

"Sela, where's mister?" ask Dea

"Sleeping, what's wrong, sister, can Sela help you?" asked Sela while staring at some files in Dea's hand.

"Sela can you ask for help?" ask Dea doubtfully.

"Yes of course," Sela replied without any hesitation.

"Please send us photos of this fabric to order by the owner of the fabric," Dea said, handing over a file containing photos of the fabric.

"Where?" ask Sela.

"You know it's not in front of this building, it's a small building, it's a cloth shed, you give it to the people who are there, they'll understand," the word Dea explained to Sela.

"Ok brother," Sela replied with vigor.

"So sorryin brother yes, ngrepotin you, brother still have to finish the sis suture," said Dea felt bad with Sela.

"Take it easy, brother, anyways I have no work," said Sela and immediately rushed to deliver the file that Dea ordered.

"Geez, that's a good girl, sir," Dea muttered and went back to her room.

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Bara slowly opened her eyes and saw the bedroom blanket covering her body.

Did Sela cover him?

Bara saw his watch was already at 5 pm, my God he slept for too long.

Then where's Sela? Hasn't he finished since!

Bara intends to wash his face and then rush to the photo studio to see Sela.

I arrived at the photo studio, empty. He entered the room of Dea.

"Dea, where's Sela, isn't the shoot finished yet?" bara asked Dea who was busy sewing.

"Sorry sir, I asked Sela to help bring a file of cloth photos to the warehouse, I think she's back," said Dea was afraid because she was busy sewing until she forgot Sela had come back.

Bara ran out of Dea's room, how could the designer tell Sela.

Embers with emotion push the elevator button to go down.

Ting

Along with that, there is Sela in the elevator with a slightly wet shirt and also slightly limp hair.

Bara glared angrily at Sela, because she was rained and wanted to be told by Dea.

"Sir, are you awake?" sela was afraid if Bara was angry.

Without answering Bara pulled Sela's hand out of the elevator to her room.

Bara sat Sela down on the sofa and went to get a towel.

Bara helps Sela dry her wet clothes.

"Why did you leave without saying goodbye to me" angry Bara at Sela for leaving without her permission.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong" said Sela quietly as she grabbed the towel in Bara's hand.

"Let me dry it out" said Sela, feeling guilty for Bara leaving without saying goodbye to her.

"Hachim," Sela sneezed worried Bara.

No more waiting for Bara to go out of his room.

Bara locked the room so that Sela would no longer come out.

"Please take care of him, I'll go down" Bara told his bodyguard.

"Okay, sir" they answered.

While Sela in the room Bara felt restless.

"Why is he angry, why did he just leave without saying goodbye" muttered Sela who was afraid if Bara was angry.

"Is he that angry?" sela asked herself. Arrive

Lappp

All the lights went out, there was no light.

Cold sweat began to flow in Sela's temple and body.

Sela was trying to find a grip, so she could go outside.

Brucks

After falling, anxiety and fear began to appear in Sela.

Somehow every Sela was in the dark, began to appear anxiety and fear that spread in her body.

"Master," called Sela in a raucous voice and held back the nervousness and trembling in fear.

"Is there anyone outside?" ask Sela who knows the bodyguards outside can hear her.

Suddenly the bad memories that always appear in every night's dreams begin to roll back in Sela's head.

The sound of gunfire and also the sound of screams of pain began to fill Sela's head.

"Aaaaaaa," cried Sela as she felt great fear and a sense of tightness began to attack her.

Where did Bara go?

Sela curled up on the floor with tears that she could not bear anymore.

"Bara," called Sela quietly amid her sobs.

If you're really scared, hurry back.

Where all these people went.

Why they left Sela alone.

Sela hates staying away without being watched.

Just like Bara was angry earlier, he hated people who went without saying goodbye to him.

Hiks hyks

Only the sound of Sela's crying could be heard amidst this darkness.

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