
Befriend a cup of coffee Erich go through his work routine. The man who always looks perfect apparently has a number of agendas to complete immediately. After a long delay, this time he was unable to give any more reasons when his parents asked to go home even for just a day.
After undergoing an important meeting at a restaurant with several clients from outside the island, Erich again struggled with a pile of files on his desk. Pursuing time and fatigue, Erich tries to finish the job before he leaves.
During the holidays, Agung can indeed be trusted to replace his important role in the company. The man in his early forties was indeed reliable. Both his performance and appreciation need not be doubted. That's what makes Erich not need to worry to leave the company and meet with his extended family.
The coffee cup is empty, leaving only the pulp at the base. Erich clucking. He needs an energy injection. At least with another cup of coffee can make his work overtime agenda more excited.
Through the intercom network Erich asked Starla to make a cup of coffee. Certainly not the result of his secretarial concoction but Isabella.
Erich smiled faintly as the sound of the door being knocked from the outside. I don't know what the reason is, but from the corner of his heart he was a little happy when the girl came with a tray containing a cup of coffee in hand.
"Come in."
The door of the room opened slowly. A beautiful girl in her OG uniform entered the room with slow steps.
"Please sir."
"Hem, thank you."
Isabel blinked, this time not only the word 'hem' that she got, but also with the addition of 'thank you'. Isabel, of course, felt disbelief.
"Permi-"
"The company I'm talking to."
Isabel's speech was interrupted. Actually he was about to leave the room, but as usual the man prevented it.
"Yes sir,"
"The company I'm talking to." Erich spoke but his gaze remained focused on the sheet of paper on the map. Isabel herself is confused. If usually he will accompany the talk when the master finished work, but this is what? The man still had a lot of work on his desk.
"Eum.."
"Sit in your place as usual" Erich said, still focusing on his work.
"Good sir." Isabel according. He went to a small sofa that he usually sat on.
Silent. Erich remained behind his desk while Isabel sat waiting, occasionally playing the edge of her upper clothes rather than remaining silent.
"Ehem."
Deheman Erich suddenly makes Isabel the most disturbed, gasp. His body even almost jumped if he was not clever he set himself.
Shit, you even surprised me. Your Deheman alone can rattle the room, let alone your screams. This building could be destroyed by it.
Erich's gaze lifted, until he could look at Isabel who was just sitting quietly in her place.
"Em, is there something I want to ask you?"
"Well, what's the matter, sir?"
"Em, where do you live?" Even Erich cursed himself after throwing a question. I swear by anything, the lips are really uncontrollable, unable to hold back his curiosity on the figure of Isabel.
The girl gasped but a split second Isabel put on a face as calm as possible.
What do I have to answer? And why did Mr. Erich ask me this kind of thing.
A lie? Of course Isabel didn't have that much courage. Erich could have fired him immediately, had he been found out.
"I live in a xx housing located in the xx mister area." Isabel calls the housing that is located in the city center. He said honestly, although the look on Erich's face did not show any surprise at all.
Also true. But why would he be willing to work here by replacing Bu Retno? Was he himself not afraid if his smooth hand turned rough and his long fingernails would break? Isn't every girl like that? Lazy and just a hobby of dressing up.
"Isn't that one of the city's elite housing estates and you actually live there?" The man was even willing to leave his swivel chair and sit on a single sofa that was not located from Isabela.
"True sir."
"Sorry, are you one of the servant's children who works at one of the house owners there?"
"Not." Isabel began to fall.
"Sorry, I'm so sorry. Not what I meant for,"
Maddened. What I've done.
Cursing yourself but already defected responsibility if it is not continued again.
"Then why did you choose a job as an OG?"
"For a while, sir. I will stop if Bi Retno is healed and can go back to work."
Erich nodded.
Yeah, that's right too.
"I'm sorry, I just thought that most girls refuse to work as OGs. In addition to a fairly small salary, OG also had to struggle with dust and mop during his work time."
Isabel gave a smile as she said, "I'm used to it sir."
Glug. Erich swallowed his saliva heavily. Whahuh? Are you used to saying?
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The expression on his face now looked different. So serious without a single smile rising on his lips. Isabel he brought into a room that a few days ago he had entered. Of course Ratih was not rash. After making sure everything is safe under control, then the two enter the room by settling and do not forget to close the door tightly so that no one finds the two are in the room.
"Auntie, why are we here?" Isabel looked around the room. For a lifetime, this was the first time he had entered the warehouse that was behind the building of his mansion.
"Hust." Practice sticking his index finger on his lips. Cue her nona to not speak out loud.
"Let's follow aunt." Ratih guided Isabel's steps to bring her to the front of the teak cabinet that was still tightly closed.
As requested, Isabel did not say much. He just followed where Ratih was taking him. Ratih would have done no harm and Isabel believed him.
"Attent." Ratih reached into something in his clothing pocket. Until found some keys with golden color. The middle-aged deft try the keys one by one to find the right one. The closet door is open.
Isabel knitted a pair of eyebrows. In the closet there is only a box that does not know what it contains. Train to take the box to a more spacious place.
"Auntie, what is this?"
"Brankas, miss."
"Owns?" Isabel's curiosity is rampant.
"Owned by Madame Laura who was deliberately kept for Miss."
Ratih's answer actually made the girl frown.
"meaning?"
Isabel who asked more and more questions made Ratih have to move quickly. Pressing a few digits on the safe until it opens.
"What's this?" Isabel ventured to touch the contents of the safe. There are several important papers that among one of them is a land certificate on behalf of his mother.
Isabel doesn't believe it. He stirred up the safe again. The girl was even more surprised. Some jewelry and savings books in the name of his mother were stored there. Those pair of beautiful eyes started to glaze over.
"Bi, what's this all about?"
Ratih looked at Haru, his pair of eyes also joined in tears.
"Madam gave her a will if she asked her aunt to keep all this and give it to her when she was ready to receive it."
Isabel started sobbing. I can't believe that fate now seems to be on his side.
"His husband after the wedding of the great lord, the mistress already had a premonition to move quickly to save her property which would later be given to the lady."
Isabel is moved. Apparently the mother was able to laugh at the life of the princess after she left. When viewed from the amount of savings and the number of jewelry, Isabel believes that the late mother deliberately collected it for a long time.
"Auntie is sure, after this Miss's desire to be able to bring the big master away from this house will be realized. Fight madam. I'll be the first to stand behind Miss."
Isabel smiled between tears. True, his greatest desire to bring the father away from the snare of the stepmother, was in sight.
Alright Dad. We should live happily after this. At least, the woman you once wasted, was the first to be willing to help you.