
On his first day of work, the spirit in Natasya was like blazing. Waking up early, the girl was quick to clean up and prepare all the necessities such as clothes and all sorts of related to appearance.
Anastasya was also very excited. The middle-aged also woke up early and cooked breakfast and lunch for his beloved daughter. Although implied worry, but Anastasya did not want to suspect anything. But he always prayed that his daughter should not get to know closely let alone relate to people who still have relationships with her past.
"Tasya," pangil the mother. "Come, breakfast," Anastasya asked as she watched her daughter climb down the stairs in work clothes wrapped in her slender body.
"Good, Mommy." Natasha sat down on the dining table chair. He stared at the special fried rice made by the mother who had been served on the plate.
"Bread or fried rice." Anastasya gave the princess a choice.
"Fried rice, Mother."
Smiling gently, Anastasya then added a beef-eye egg on top as a complement to the fried rice.
"Thank you."
Anastasya nodded, and he sat down in another chair to enjoy breakfast. The woman looked at her voraciously looking daughter enjoying her homemade fried rice.
"You seem very excited, my daughter," Anastasya told her daughter.
The girl smiled at the chews and then shook her head.
"Yes, Mother. This is my first experience working." Natasya can't even wait to get acquainted with her colleagues in the office. Yes, although he does not know what kind of response will be obtained from his colleagues later at work, but one is certain if he will remain himself.
"Mother will also go to the flower shop after this and later in the afternoon the plan will visit the flower garden owned by a suplayer." Such is more or less the daily routine of Anasyasya after returning to Indonesia and pursue a job as a flower shop owner.
Natasha nodded her head.
"Let's tell me if you're still in the store, I'll just come straight to the store and go home with you. How's it?."
"Ok, who's afraid."
The mother and son were laughing. Eat breakfast and then prepare. Natasha, who was spoiled for her mother, apparently asked the woman to send her to work.
"Tasya, you have your own car, son. Why ask Mother?." Not really intend to refuse, just that Anastasya did not want to see a towering high building that will remind him of the past.
"I want to take Mom. Come, Mother. Today alone," beg Tasya while cupping both palms in front of the daada.
"All right." Anastasya. He realized that the princess was his weakness.
Riding on Anastasya's iron horse, the mother and son began driving towards the Atmadja Group building. Anastasya's heart rate became more irregular as her daughter's work distance neared.
Strengthen me.
"Mother, in front of that tall building. That's where I work, Mother." Tasya pointed at the building that had been reached by the eyes. The mother beside him simply nodded and followed the intrusion from the princess to turn.
"We're up." Tasya was so enthusiastic. "It's just down here, Mother." They haven't even reached the parking area.
"But it's still a long way from the building, baby."
"I can walk, Mother. This is in front of the building."
"But-but...." Anastasya was confused let alone seeing his daughter who suddenly opened the car door.
"See you later, Mother." Tasya kissed the back of the reverent mother's hand and lightning-fast got out of the car. The girl had waved a tang at the mother before running small towards the building.
In this building, maybe his daughter never knew if his mother had been part of the Atmadja group. Anastasya even married a handsome man, heir to the Atmadja group and became the mistress of Arkana Surya Atmadja.
But unfortunately, your mother is not a dream wife for an heir to the Atmadja family, son. And I hope your fate will never be like this mother. Enough of me, son. Enough Mothers who feel the bitterness of life in this world.
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"Include, this is Natasya Shyailendra. From today he will join you and serve as my personal secretary." Currently, Ernest introduced Natasha to some of the company's important staff as an introductory greeting.
The so-called natasya lowered his friendly head and smiled to his comrades. The response of some staff was different, some returned a sincere smile there was also the right one. And not infrequently their gaze was like full of questions to him who now serves as a personal secretary of Ernest Surya Atmadja.
"Good morning everyone," said Natasya.
All the colleagues in unison answered Natasha's greeting. The girl smiled too. Like getting a breath of fresh air when getting a pretty good reception from his co-workers.
After the introductory event, Tasya was led to his desk. A table is located right in front of Ernest Surya Atmadja's room.
"You still remember what I said last night about your job, don't you?." Before entering the room Ernest took the time to talk to his personal secretary. Yes, if only their conversation last night about the work tasks that will be charged there are forgotten.
"Still, Sir. I still remember it."
"Good." The man then moved out of front of Natasha to enter her study.
Natasha breathed a sigh of relief. He also dropped his body weight on his seat of greatness.
Hem, it's comfortable.
The corner of the girl's lips was interested. Ah, like a happiness in itself when getting a job resulting from education and hard work.
Thank you, Mother. Without you, I would not be sitting in this chair.
Natasha is back at her job. In a book recorded the agenda of the master over the next few days. The girl carefully read and remembered. Not long after, the sky approached. He who is Ernest's personal assistant seems to help and occasionally explain the schedule of the Lord and the agenda of the route.
"To this day it looks like he'll only be meting in the afternoon."
Natasya. Quite happy when Sky was also willing to help him. Before leaving, Sky had said if it would be an important guest who would meet Ernest.
Important guests. Who-is-she?.
Just now Natasya sat her servant in the chair after the departure of Heaven. From the direction of the special elevator door that opened, three men came out and walked closer to him.
The three people kept approaching. The girl quickly rose from her position to welcome the arrival of the important guest. The smile on the lips of the girl was impaled. He looked at the guests who were close to the door of his superior's office.
"Welcome, Sir." Natasya bowed her head. He stood beside the door to welcome.
"Happy da-coming..." One of the guests who answered Natasha's greeting was wide-eyed as the girl's face lifted.
When Natasha looked at the faces of her guests. The three important guests stared at the girl in shock.
Tbc.
Who is the guest, who?.