First Love Replacement CEO

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"I am ready to be your assistant" Safira said confidently. Safira thought it was a good idea not to meet Dara often.

"Today you also started working as my assistant!" darren was so happy. But as hard as he could, he hid his joyful expression.

Safira and Darren walk side by side to the elevator. Some employees looked at them with curious or envious gazes.

"Where is Safira?" ask a fellow of Safira's division.

"So morning he was the same as Mr. Darren using a special elevator, like now again in the room of Mr. Darren," replied one of the employees who had seen the two.

"Funny yes, one itching to Mr. Azzam, the other is itching to Mr. Darren," quipped the work of women who have envious nature.

Dara who just came from the toilet immediately emotion heard the woman's mouth.

Ekhem!

"What do you mean?!" cynical Dara without hesitation even though it was her senior.

"Lo definitely knows what I mean" the senior replied so defiantly. "

"What if we could get a boss? Lo envious? Do not envy dong, so be beautiful let the boss glimps! Diliat of advance capital aja you already can not afford, let alone seen from morality!" fight Dara mercilessly. Dara is quiet, but she doesn't like to be teased. Being nudged just a little he must have returned the favor.

The senior just now felt emotion from being humiliated like that by his junior. Even in front of all the employees.

"God! Damn you! You little gatel!" The woman was provoked by emotion and tried to pull Dara's hair. But Dara immediately dodged and pushed back.

"Go here! I can bruise you!" challenge Dara.

"Huh, stop you two! Back to each other's tables!" snapped Herman as the head of their division. The two women returned to their respective desks after giving each other sharp gazes.

*****

"Sir, what is my job?" safira asked Darren who was watching his laptop.

Darren distracts her.

"Emm, for a second," said Darren, then picked up an iPad.

"You checked my schedule today" Darren said seriously. Because last night he truant, his work so piled up. Inevitably today Darren has to go the extra mile.

"Why? You can't play on an iPad?" darren asked as he saw Safira speechless with the iPad he was holding.

Safira. His eyes did not escape from the iPad.

"That's great sir, the iPad. Must be expensive, right? I from High School really want to buy an iPad like this! But only today I have reached the iPad," exclaimed Safira so amazed. It's good to be rich, inwardly.

Darren looked at Sapphira so deeply.

"Funny. The mood is very easy to change," Darren's mind tingled.

"Aren't you hurt anymore?" teasek Darren when he saw Safira was so happy.

Safira who was asked so immediately pouted.

Instantly Darren was glued. Ah funny. The feeling of biting.

"Please, sir. Don't talk about it anymore. I tried to feel my pain again. So you do not lure me," said Safira.

Darren laughed a little. "Yes yes. It's funny, yesterday you were crying not clear now smile with the iPad," replied Darren.

Somehow Safira felt Darren was currently so comfortable to talk to. There is no more arrogant and coercive Darren.

"Where not to smile, sir. The iPad is expensive! Trus must be sophisticated-sophisticated contents, if the photo dish dipake must be delicious, the stylus is there, right?" babble Safira was so excited.

Darren took a long, flat object from his drawer and gave it to Sapphira.

"This is the stylus, try to use the picture," said Darren then give the stylus to Safira.

Safira with a passionate spirit immediately took the stylus and used it.

"Eum, can I download one application no, sir?" ask Safira shyly. Because on the iPad there is no application that Safira often use to draw.

"Download it" Darren replied.

"Thank you, sir. Good man today!" praise Safira as her hands fiddle with the iPad so smoothly.

Suddenly Safira came to her senses.

"Good, Sir! Sorry sir sorry, I became the kebablasan iPad Mr, I so did not focus on my cooperation," said Safira was not happy.

"Hahaha, just realized you?" darren asked, mocking Safira. Actually want Sapphira to draw up to an hour himself no problem. What is good for a wife-to-be.

"I'm sorry, sir, again" Safira said, focusing on her duties.

For whatever sake Darren felt he had no sense of tiredness today. Usually only 30 minutes he was bored and felt like he wanted to run away from the office. But today, it had been 2 hours that he was sitting on a chair but was still so excited because there was a beautiful woman accompanying him.

"Ahh, Zam! Pe'. lan dong." Dara's voice was heard in Darren's room.

Sapphira who heard the cry of her best friend was also in shock. Even his hands stopped moving.

"Sir?" ask Safira spontaneously. He is confused in situations like this.

Darren is not deaf. He knew very well what sound had been heard. He chose to pretend not to listen.

"Yes?" darren replied as if there was nothing.

"Daddy heard that?" ask Safira. Maybe he heard wrong, his mind.

"Sound what?" asked Darren pretending not to know.

"Akhh! Stopit! Stopit! Stop that!" Dara's voice became blind. Safira's reflex closed its ears because it was so embarrassed to hear such sounds.

"If we're not comfortable we just go out" Darren told Safira. Safira who is still in shock also obeyed whatever Darren said.

Both of them went out and got into the elevator.

"For what?" ask Darren astonished. What harm?

"Sorry because of me, you are forced to go out" Safira replied slowly.

"It's not because of you. I also feel uncomfortable with that kind of voice," Darren replied again.

"I'm sorry" Safira said. He chose to stand behind Darren out of embarrassment to his boss.

"Now sorry for what else?" ask Darren.

"I'm sorry that Dara made you uncomfortable in the office" Safira said. He feels a little guilty because his best friend has made the boss uncomfortable in his own room.

"Don't apologize for other people's mistakes. It's both of them's fault, not just Dara but Azzam is also guilty of this," explained Darren.

Sapphira was silent, she did not know what to answer. But he still feels guilty.

"Sir, let's go back to the room again. I don't know" Safira said as the elevator doors opened.

Darren took a deep breath and turned to face Sapphira. The girl only reached her chin. So Darren slightly lowered his head to talk to the girl.

"I told you that I was also disturbed by their voices, so we're not going back there now! After all, I often work outside the office" Darren said to give understanding to Safira.

Safira could only nod and surrender.

"So where are we going now, sir?" tanya Safira follows Darren in the parking lot.

"Secret" Darren answered briefly and opened the car door for Safira.

"Eh, no need to bother, sir. I can open it myself" Safira said unpleasantly. The boss who opens the door to his employees? Back away!

"It's gone" Darren replied.

"I'm sitting in the back seat, sir." Safira is still trying to negotiate with Darren.

Darren was a little upset at Safira. He was hoping to drive with a beautiful girl next to him. But the girl instead chose to sit in the back seat. He even opened the car door for her. Which boss is trying to be like gini, inner Darren.

"You think I'm your driver?"

"That's not what I mean, sir! But—"

"I'm your boss, Safira. How dare you be like me?" Finally Darren's words came out. As usual if the word had come out of Darren's mouth, Safira could not do anything about it. The first rule, the boss is always right. The second rule, if the boss goes wrong again to the first rule. That means the boss is never wrong.

Darren drives his car at a moderate speed. When they reached their destination, both came down.

"Oh cafe," Safira's inner self calmed down a little because Darren brought her to the cafe. Honestly Safira was a little afraid that Darren took her to strange places that only rich people could reach. Clubs example.

Darren walked so gallantly as he entered the cafe. He led Sapphira into a room.

Sapphira gawked as she entered the room. The room was so spacious with a large sofa and a table in the middle. Then there was a big TV in front of him. At the end of the room was a small stage and a microphone.

"It's my usual place to work other than in the office. The food here is delicious, you should at least try it once in a lifetime," Darren said trying to explain to Safira.

Safira nodded. Darren Mambawa Safira to sit on the sofa. Then Darren pulled out his laptop and gave Safira an iPad.

"Darren ...." Suddenly a woman came into the room and called out to Darren.

"Luna?" murmured Darren astonished. Why is there Luna?

"Is that you Darren? Holy hooch! How come you're not saying it back?" ask Luna and approach Darren. Safira could only silently fiddle with her iPad. Make the attitude as usual and do not try kepo.

"Why should you say it? Who are you? Go, Luna. I'm going to work, "turn Darren out without hesitation.

Sapphira took a sip of his salivary. It seems there is a small war, inwardly.

"Darling ... You're still mad at me?" asked spoiled Luna while tugging at Darren's hand.

Safira. "Darling? Mr Darren's girlfriend?" batin Safira tried to guess.

"Enough, Luna. Our relationship was long over. You should be self-conscious!" darren snapped without a gender perspective. No matter if it was a woman, it was obvious that Luna had already pissed him off.

Luna is a former Darren from High School in Indonesia. Biasa, handsome men must be paired with beautiful women. They were the best couple in school. They even have a lot of fans.

Darren decides on Luna when she gets caught cheating on him. But Luna for a thousand reasons always dismissed Darren's accusations. Luna never considered their relationship to be over, even until now.

Coincidentally while Luna is eating with her new boyfriend she sees Darren. That's why the woman came straight to Darren.

"I've never killed you, Darren! We never broke up!" luna replied stubbornly.

"Already, Luna. Remember age. You're not a young lady anymore, why are you so busy with this kind of business?" darren said he was uncomfortable with Luna.

"You're old too, Darren!" shouted Luna did not want to say not young anymore.

Without being able to be held Safira laughed. But only briefly because the two pairs of eyes were directly staring at him sharply.

"Who is this woman?" ask Luna to Darren. Luna gave a dislike look to Sapphira. Ganjen, her mind.

"Oh I—"

"He's my future wife." Just now Safira was about to introduce herself but Darren immediately cut in.

"Well?!" Luna shouted in disbelief.

"Can't dong, Darren! You're mine, not her! I should be your wife!" Luna is getting worse.

"Enough Luna! You are crazy! Crazy already! Mending you get out of here!" darren snapped in a voice that boomed one room. Safira and Luna were both shocked to hear Darren wrath.

"I don't want to!" luna replied that she could still be stubborn.

An annoyed Darren instantly pulled Luna's hand and pushed her out of the room. The door was locked from the inside.

"Huh, just interrupt people to work!" gerutu Darren on the back to the sofa.

"Just do your job! Don't think too much!" darren's orders to Safira who had been silent lowered.