Dilemma of Marriage Left

Chapter 56

The next day, Nila managed to bring the meeting material well. Everyone important there was satisfied with the presentation that Nila had delivered earlier. Yes, although there are some questions that slightly deviate from the material, but Nila is able to anticipate it well.The professionalism of the work is really no doubt.

On the other hand, Nila felt like something was missing. Usually Fatan always sits right on his left side, sometimes the man also helps Nila answer questions from the participants of the meeting.

This time it was completely different. After the meeting was closed and everyone present was out, Nila threw her butt in the chair where Fatan usually sat. He rubbed his face and gave a massage over his nose.

In an instant, a sense of emptiness overpowered him. Suddenly someone entered the meeting room that only Nila was there.

"I'm sorry I'm late .. " said the male baritone voice, sounding sniffle. His steps were heard stopping right not far from the chair occupied by Nila.

The woman took her hand off her face. He looked at the person in front of him from the tip of his foot to his head. Nila looked at the man looking puzzled as she frowned her eyebrows together.

"Who are you? Can't you just go in that room knock on the door first?" firmly Nila then stood with a serious face.

The man smiled a grin then extended his hand. "Conscious ... I'm Edward. Your new leader" he said, introducing himself. But the look in his eyes suddenly became sharp when he looked closely with Nila. He seemed to be hypnotizing the woman with the charm she had.

"P-sir Edward?" Indigo stammered, slowly his hand grabbed the man's helping hand. But unfortunately, before touching him, Edward pulled his hand again. Nila also became annoyed with her making, as if toying with her.

"Now, I ask for the minutes of the meeting. I'll wait in the room in ten minutes!" After ruling, Edward immediately went from before Nila and the meeting room.

Nila let out a rough breath. "Huh? Have you come late, and now even ask for a minutes in ten minutes? Where is his brain? Does he not have a clock at home? Even his gaze was very suspicious. I just met you to make emotions. This is more than Mr. Fatan first," he scolded and immediately cleaned up his files and laptop and rushed back to his desk.

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Ten minutes passed. Nila had finished tidying up the minutes of the meeting earlier. He immediately went to his superior's office to submit the file. Though it could have been sent via email, but because Edward has not been an official company email, Nila also printed it through a printer.

Tok Tok Tok!

"Yes, comein!"

Nila opened the door after getting the approval from inside. He saw the man sitting in the oversized chair that had been occupied by Fatan. His subconscious view still sees Fatan there. But Nila immediately brushed it off because she did not want to be too late in feeling when it was time to work.

"Excuse me Mr. Edward, this is the minutes you requested" Nila said, handing the file over to the table.

Edward looked at Nila with a gaze that was hard to interpret, but leaned more towards a flat gaze.

"Sit down! I'll check your work!" edward's command, as he grabbed the file and opened it. Meanwhile, Nila was obedient, sitting on the chair opposite to her.

Shortly thereafter ....

BRACKET!

"What's up, sir?" asked Nila innocent, because she felt the file she handed over was correct.

"Stupid! What kind of report did you give me?" cela Edward stood up and took the file again. "You said this was a minutes? Huh!" snapped it. But Nila just lowered her face while closing her eyes. His emotions immediately boiled. "How long have you been a secretary? Make the minutes not becus! How do you move forward with this company? Where's your brain put it? Been hugged?" cibir Edward is becoming.

Nila took a deep breath. Even though both of her eyes were red, she tried not to cry.

"Sorry sir, it's wrong to make the minutes where is it? Can you tell me? All this time I made a note there was never a protest or anything," agile Nila defended herself.

Edward screeched then explained which parts should exist and not be in the contents of the minutes. Nila was with a heart that was still provoked by emotions, trying to listen well.

"Well sir, if that's what you want ... I'll fix it now" Nila said trying to budge with her ego. His emotions slowly dampened. Because each leader has different rules and ways of leading, Nila thought so.

"Give it to me today!" edward orders while giving the file back to Nila. Then Nila was saying goodbye from there and returned to her desk.

Because there are no scheduled tasks outside the office, Nila chose to complete her work today. Moreover, he had to train again to face a new boss who was more arrogant than before.

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Without feeling after lunch, Nila went back to Edward's room to hand over the minutes. The owner of the room had not yet returned from lunch. The second difference from Fatan, if Edward has a relationship with Nila is only limited to work. The man did not want personal things including what he ate was meddled by Nila. Therefore, Nila also now does not know where Edward had lunch.

"I put it on his desk. Want a phone also does not have his phone number," muttered Nila and put the file on the table. After that, he also came out of there.

Minutes after Nila returned to her desk, Edward passed by.

"Sir Edward .. "call Nila and then stand up and Edward stopped his steps while looking at her. "The result of the minutes you asked me to put on the table," continued Nila and Edward just nodded his head and then passed.

Nila breathed a sigh of relief when Edward had already entered the room. "Jeez, I think my patience should be thickened again. He is very funny and seems to have a limit between superiors and subordinates. Or maybe he already has a wife?" babble Nila monologued and sat back down.

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Until the work hours ended there was no protest from Edward for Nila's work. But unexpectedly, the man suddenly opened the door and stood on his side.

"Let's go in my room for a second!"

I don't know why Nila felt so bad. His heart rate was like a marathon, very fast.

"Oh ... Good sir."

Nila stood up and Edward entered the room again and deliberately did not close the door again.