Created Destiny
Pandu Risau
The HRD Warriors Group team has finished interviewing several applicants. Exiled data that they consider more worthy of being a new employee in Warriors Group will be ready to be reported to the room of their President Director who then Pandu himself who asks to choose the most important parts which will be the jabati applicants.
3 employees or employees in the marketing staff section, 1 employee or employee in the financial staff section, 2 employees in the field and 1 employee to immediately be appointed as secretary in place of his old secretary.
"You can go home. Later, one of our parties will directly contact anyone who will be accepted."
The gathering of applicants began to leave the room. The molek walked first to be the center of attention.
"May we accept ya."
"Yes. If I was sure I would be accepted. It is not just a beautiful capital. But skill. Hihi...."
Slightly insinuated the figure of the woman before them.
The woman stopped and turned around.
"If you all feel afraid of competition with me, say it! Attracting attention is more important. My brain is also useful. Thanks." Thanks."
Yogi's whistles echoed in the hallway along with the women who continued to give her respectful smiles. Elevator door opens.
Yogi's smile came back when he found his target woman who had been disturbing his mind.
Yogi swiftly blocked, pulled and cornered their position towards the wall. The blink of an eye he gave. The woman rebelled but was helpless with a powerful chorus of Yogis.
THE CEKREKK! The sound of the camera phone shots caught Yogi's attention. He was angry because his woman felt uncomfortable about it.
"HEW! Go and delete it! Not very polite."
Gertakan Yogi managed to make the group that was in line with the woman had run in a hurry.
Now, evil Yogi's smile teases the woman before him.
"Wow.again I was destined to meet an angel as beautiful as lo in front of the elevator door. This elevator is absolutely magical for me."
"Don't haalu lo! Fuck for me to meet you."
His eyes did not dampen the intentions of ignorant Yogi.
"You want what a jerk?!"
Yogi lowered his face staring intensely at his blushing lips. The closer it gets, the less distance it gives. As if I knew what was going to happen. The woman turned her face and cheeks to be the victim of the Yogi kiss. Yogi distanced his face and saw the reaction of the woman who was already holding back his emotions strongly.
"Lo new employee here?"
"It's none of your business! Let me fuck you!!"
"Or.... You with them huh? Applicants in this company?"
Yogi continued to fumble no matter the insistence of the woman asked to be released. Continued to be ignored, he bit the shoulder of Yogi who cupped himself.
"Aw! You are also ferocious. Sick Beb...."
The hands are released, giving him the opportunity to elbow Yogi's stomach using his knees. Unsatisfied, he changed his position. A powerful stomp against the wall let out a groan of pain from Yogi's mouth.
"Don't you think I'm a weak girl you can wear. You're not my criteria!"
"Wow..so sexy."
"Because lo, I will revoke my desire to apply in this company if I have accepted it. I'm disgusted to see you." Pat 2 times the right cheek of Yogi as a warning sign.
Yogi's guts are endless. Her heart was completely locked only for that brave woman.
"Gue will go wherever you go. And lo, I will defend in this company. I'm hard at work Pandu the dry kanebo will start."
His determination is not kidding when it comes to what he wants.
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1 spacious room full of invited guests who sit around 1 stage Catwalk. The stage above is lined with floodlights.
The guests present cannot be underestimated. The line of models, famous designers and even some artists also crowded the first row. On this day, Jihan's dream was canceled. His dream was to show off a collection of beautiful designs as usual. Even like that, he will not follow his ego to not attend. After all, he still wanted to see the struggles of the other people backstage.
De'fashion brings down 5 selected designers who deserve to be with other designers. The rush backstage sliced off their hearts that could only sit back waiting for the fashion week event to begin. Hands clasping each other gave the impression of peace. Jihan tried to calm down. He believes there is still tomorrow to start it all.
Whatsapp messages from Pandulah who continue to encourage him occasionally.
"Don't worry guys! We just failed the event. We kept winning before. Never stop believing in yourself, Beb."
Jihan's hand on Andrew's chest provoked Andrew's shrill scream.
"Awv...."
Makes them laugh a little.
The floodlight was turned on as the guests clapped their hands. 2 MC the guide in the event began to say hello sweet. Focused eyes were directed towards the stage.
...🍁~🍁...
A dozen maps he back and forth lyrics and rate. 7 of them are recommended from the HRD. Now, there is only Pandu who determines for themselves the parts of the staff that are suitable and competent for the seven prospective new workers.
Today, Pandu is very tired of thinking. The mind is branching. The addition of employees or employees, projects that never go out and Jihan who currently continues to look moody from some posts in her story. Pandu is very worried and pity to find his wife who is badmood because she cannot attend this year's fashion show event. The content of his whatsapp chat with Jihan continues to be filled with chatter, chatter and motivational messages that actually may not have an effect on Jihan's current feelings. Evident from the reply Jihan who continued to only reply with an emoji.
His head was throbbing thinking of all this. The knock on the door jolted his head that was originally leaning on the back of his chair.
Who else if not Raska and Yogi who will come back to bother him. Raska disrespectfully collapsed directly on the soft sofa owned by Pandu. While Yogi sat in front of Pandu because there was already one thing that attracted his attention.
Map of applicants. Yogi is interested in that. Moreover, one of the photos of beautiful and sexy women attached to the outside of the map that he had always considered as his destiny.
"Ndu, you're my best friend, right?"
Pandu's puzzled gaze looked at the intent of Yogi's strange, unusual question.
"Hahaha... Why do you, Gi? You're the best friend we know."
"Anjrit lo, Race!!"
"What's it gonna take, Gi?"
Pandu's view follows the direction of Yogi's hand which moves the map of female applicants named Clarine and is exchanged for a map of applicants named Bimo. Add to Pandu confusion.
"What does this mean?"
"Hehehe. Help me find my soul mate! Please...."
"Haha.... Lo, Gi mode. Don't want to, Ndu!"
Pandu forcibly pulls the map of the female applicant and intends to return it to its original place.
Raska who originally fell down also rose to the seat Yogi. 1 jakatan at the head of the back Yogi received. The yogi complains and shows his guts.
"Who else is your target? No, no, no, no."
"Lo don't interfere! I'm not really happy to see you happy."
Puppy eyes Yogi tried again to tempt Pandu who was busy cleaning up the collection of maps.
"Ndu, once you find that secretary who is female dong. The woman performed better, in more detail. Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ndu!"
"From the beginning I've said, right, that secretary must be in every schedule of my work. I am more free if the man who organizes and helps all my work. Now I'm married. I have to respect Jihan as my wife."
A very reasonable reason according to Raska. He knows exactly what Pandu is like. Pandu is not a depraved man like Yogi. From the beginning, only Pandu can take care of themselves despite the temptations of women everywhere. Pandu always guard his heart. Especially his feelings for Sulis. Obviously there is no hope.
And now, there's Jihan. Jihan is already brave and able to replace Sulis in the heart of Pandu. Pandu looks not want anyone who dares to disturb the position. The position of the wife in her life, her wits and her heart. So, he tried to keep his distance from any woman.
"This is for me, Ndu. He's my target. Different woman. He's hard for me to conquer. That's what I'm looking for. She is not a seductive woman. Entar, if he lo position in the financial staff, I'm the same girl rarely met. If you are a secretary, I can always meet you. Because usually you are the same I will be more intense work together. Time is positioned as a subordinate of Raska. The one that's being gilded again is the same Raska."
Tell rough should Yogi accept.
"Anjir, it hurts woi!! It's so rough, lo!"
"Omongan lo the rough. Never been filtered."
Yogi's grin smile can not be separated from Pandu's view. His head is getting pulsating. The Yogi only always invites trouble. He would rather run away than linger in front of these two friends. Their rant severely damaged her eardrum and mood.
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Jihan's admiration had not stopped her eyes from glaring. All this time, he really always turned a blind eye to appreciate someone's work. He greatly admired what he designed. There are many who are greater than him. Now, Jihan felt herself having forgotten the land too much.
Pandu car continues to drive following the direction of google maps that take him where Jihan is. Pandu moody and restless when his wife also feels not okay today. At the intersection of the red lights he saw a florist peddling fresh flowers. He sidestepped his car closer to the flower shop parking lot.
"Good day, my. Welcome to Florist Shop. Can we help you?"
Shop employees greet friendly. Pandu just choose a bucket of red roses that look more beautiful than the other flowers.
"Wahhh... for his girlfriend, huh Mas?"
Just the smile that Pandu gave.
"How many Mothers?"
"If for me, it's free. Hihi...."
Pandu shook his head as the florist continued to tease him. Not to mention his flirtatious eyes that made Pandu shudder in horror.
"Sorry Mom, this is for my wife. Please speed up, ma'am! My wife is waiting."
Instantly the shopkeeper's face pouted.
"It turns out his wife. I can't find dong Masnya. One hundred and ten thousand, Mas."
"this Mbak. Take the change. Thanks."
Pandu immediately took a bouquet of flowers from the hands of his mother. Too long if you have to serve this centil waiter in front of him.
It's bad to be stuck today. His watch has already shown to number 2. Tired waiting. Meanwhile, Pandu checks whatsapp messages that Jihan does not respond to. Add make it cranky. Half an hour more he waited. The final tinder, interrupted Pandu quickly driving his car.
Fashion Tent Building in Senayan City is starting to look. He parked his car. Not to forget the beautiful roses that he had bought. Just as he turned around, a hug urged his body to lean back in his car body. Sobs are heard. The shoulder kept shaking. The shirt he was wearing got wet.
Pandu knew what this woman in his arms felt. He let time stop to vent the tightness of his women's cries. Just elusan. Elishan gently calmed Jihan he gave in his wife's fine hair. Short kisses on the head of Jihan give the impression of comfort.
"Everything's gonna be okay, honey."
...🍁~🍁...
...Be connected...................
