Conqueror of the Casanova

Wait around

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After arriving in front of Gio's room, the receptionist first asked the head secretary who was in front of Gio's room.

"This is the guest who was looking for Mr. Giovano" said the receptionist to the head secretary who turned out to be a woman who was quite young, maybe his age was thirty years. However, the way she dressed that looked a little open, made Diandra uncomfortable to see.

Imagining Gio working with women who wear mini clothes like that alone makes Diandra already hot. Did you see it directly? It was certain that his heart would instantly burn with jealous flames.

"Oh, just wait there. Mr. Gio was receiving another guest," the chief secretary replied with a cynical look at Diandra.

Diandra still looks relaxed, although his sharp eyes continue to pay attention to every employee who is there.

"Please wait in the chair, later if Mr. Giovano can receive guests, will be notified again," said the receptionist was friendly, pointing to the sofa on the other side of the room.

Diandra nodded, she then sat on that sofa, without the slightest protest.

"Can I help you again, Mba?" ask the receptionist again.

"No one" replied Diandra.

"Alright, then I say back down," said the receptionist politely.

"Thank you," nods Diandra.

After the receptionist died, Diandra waited while watching the office, even though it was a break until many workers were not in place. However, the office still looks crowded, because there are some people who choose to eat at their desks, rather than choosing to go outside the office.

"Who are Gio's guests? Kok at the time of rest like this has not gone outside as well," murmured Diandra.

Diandra was about to pick up the phone in one of his jacket pockets. However, when looking for it, he realized that his phone was no longer there.

"What's left in the car, huh?" murmured Diandra again, with a frown.

"Ck, I have to wait here until when?" decak Diandra's getting pissed.

Diandra chose to stand up, then walked towards the side of the room with a glass wall, looking at the scenery outside that made his eyes even hurt, because of the height and blazing sun that made him glare.

"Ck!" Diandra just clucked, starting to feel bored.

Soon the lunch time was up, he was sure that the food must have been cold, because it had been too long waiting.

Long thought Diandra finally returned to the secretary's desk.

"If Randi is not? I'll just wait in the room" asked Diandra.

"Sir Randi is out, maybe soon to come" said the secretary, with a lazy face and a cynical tone of voice.

"Then I borrow the phone, I want to call Gio," Diandra said, impatient.

"No way, I told you Mr. Gio was having a guest. So better, you, just wait," prevent that secretary.

"You haven't even told Gio that I'm waiting for him!" press Diandra looked at the secretary sharply.

"Who, you, until I have to tell Mr Gio? No need to be pretentious, Mba," said the chief secretary trivial.

"I was–" Not yet Diandra continued his words, the secretary immediately cut it just like that.

"Well, there he is Mr. Randi" he continued when the sound of a special elevator opened.

Diandra looked at the secretary's annoyance, then turned her head quickly at the elevator direction, she exhaled a rough breath as she looked at her husband's assistant who had just come, out of nowhere.

His emotions were really on the edge at the moment, he almost gushed out the secretary, if Randi did not come on time.

Randi who saw Diandra in the office widened his eyes, he accelerated his steps toward Diandra.

"Miss? What are you doing, you, here?" randi asked, as soon as he was in front of Diandra. He deliberately used formal discussion when he was in front of other employees.

"I want to meet your boss, but he said he was receiving guests," Diandra said staring at Randi's annoyance.

Diandra looked at the expensive watch that was coiled around his wrist. "About thirty minutes" he answered.

"My phone's left in the car, Mama. That's why you can't call" Diandra continued.

"Dead me!" decak Randi patted his forehead, then stared intently at the head of the secretary who was at his desk.

The head secretary seemed to frown, when he saw Randi's over-reaction.

"I'll look inside for a while" Randi said later.

Diandra nodded while sighing deeply. Ah, really the first experience of going to the husband's office is very unpleasant.

Randi went inside, there was indeed a guest, even Gio was still talking seriously while the guest.

"Excuse me, Sir. Can I come in?" asked Randi after opening the door.

"What's up, Ran?" gio asked, turning his glance at Randi, then turning back to the file in his hand.

"Sir, there is Bu Diandra, in front," said Randi without hesitation, directly mentioning the name Diandra loudly.

"Huh? Why do you tell him to wait in front, bring him in now," said Gio directly, although there was shock from the look on Gio's face. But he still tried to look calm.

"Well, sir," replied Randi, then out again.

"Let's go ahead, you, you can come in" said Randi.

Diandra glanced at the face of the secretary's head before stepping first towards Gio's room.

"It looks like I should check the report you brought again. Later my staff will tell me again, after I finish checking all these reports," Gio said, deciding on their meeting this time, just as Diandra entered the room.

"Good, Sir. I wait for news from, Father, next," replied guest Gio, standing up and shaking hands with Gio.

However, the moment the man turned Diandra was again startled for the second time. Because it turns out that the man who is Gio's guest is Eric, Diandra's former fiancee.

Geez! Why is the world so narrow? decak Diandra in the heart.

Likewise with Eric, he looked surprised when he saw there was Diandra in Gio's office. Although both Diandra and Eric did not greet each other, they pretended not to know each other.

"Darling, why didn't you tell me before you came to the office, hem?" gio asked as he approached his wife who was still standing at the door, while Randi had gone outside with Eric.

"Just to the office, why should you say it first," said Diandra, she walked to the sofa and sat there while putting a tote bag on the table.

"That's it, Mama, tell me to eat lunch," Diandra continued, pointing to the tote bag on the table.

"Dear." Suddenly Gio even lay himself on the sofa with Diandra's thigh as his pillow.

Diandra frowned, looking at Gio's different attitude.

"I'm tired, want to rest for a while," said Gio spoiled.

"Eh, eat first. You haven't had lunch, have you?" Diandra tried to hold her husband.

"I want to rest first, cape really feel, my head is dizzy," complained Gio while taking Diandra's hand, kissed her a glance and put it on his forehead.

Gio's eyes seemed tightly closed, making Diandra unable to dodge anymore. Indeed during this week Gio continues to be busy with office work. Departing early in the morning home at night, until the break time continues to decrease.

Diandra fell silent, slowly rubbing Gio's forehead, while massaging him slowly. It did not take long for Gio's breath to sound regular, indicating that the man had fallen asleep.

Diandra exhaled a long breath, she felt sorry for her husband.

"That's a big deal, huh?" murmured Diandra, while continuing to wipe Gio's forehead.

Given he was also once in the same position, when adapting to take care of the hotel for the first time.

Diandra's condition may even be worse than Gio, because at that time he did not have any experience about the company. Diandra only based on what was said by Romi, as the belief of his Grandmother.

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