FOR MONEY
WHO-IS-SHE?
I came out of that horror room. The room that always makes me feel creepy every time I go in there.
I went back to my desk and continued to do my job. During these two days my mind was a little messed up, I even became less concentrated. Don't know why, maybe all this is because of that old shitty guy.
Why should he be the one, the one who is the President of Ducan?
If it wasn't him, maybe I'd feel comfortable working here like the first day I came in. There would be no such uneasiness.
“Assistant Qeezya's.. How is the working report of the subsidiary from the city of P, is it finished?” Ask Secretary Clarisa from her desk
I who had been daydreaming immediately jumped to hear his question.
“Eh.. Su is already Secretary Clarisa. All the reports are done I input” replied me by reflex
“Then you email to me ya”
“Good Secretary Clarisa”
Huh.. I even like to daydream.
***
Like tomorrow is the weekend, I plan to come to the club where Kekey works tonight, to relieve the stress in my brain.
Ever since I found out that old shitty guy was the Chairman of the Flowering Group, my work spirit has been a little diminished. I don't know if it's because I don't like the old man, or because I'm afraid he'll find out who I really am.
At 20:30 I arrived at the club.
I only wore black jumsuit and wedges not too high. I look very relaxed tonight, but still look beautiful because I also put a little makeup on my face to make it look fresh.
I sat down in the bar stool, and ordered a simple mix of rum and coca cola with a tall size.
Suddenly someone grabbed my shoulder from the left side, making me flinch and immediately turned my gaze towards it.
“Kekey.” Call me
Oh no, he's not Kekey. He was an old man with a slightly fat body and still dressed in work.
Who her?
“Hallo little lady has not met for a long time, are you waiting for someone?” Ask tried to tease me
Do I know him? Why is his speech so familiar?
“Your clothes are relaxed once tonight, the more it looks sweet.” Next teases me
Makes me creep.
She was a friend of President Ducan, I met her at a karaoke place that night, when I was a girlfriend of President Ducan.
Why does he still remember me?
“Who are you?” I pretended not to recognize him
“Hahaha.. Your memory turned out to be very bad. How about tonight you accompany me?” Bargainly
It's disgusting, this old man really has no manners towards women. He might tease me like this.
“Sorry sir, it looks like you got the wrong person. I don't know you, anyway I'm not the woman you mean” I tried to avoid her
“Hahaha.”
He laughed again, making his stomach tremble
“You can also humor little miss. Ducan is great at choosing a woman. How much money has President Ducan given you until you dare to reject me?” He said while touching my chin
This man was really reckless, obviously I had rejected him, he even more dared to touch me
“I don't understand what you're saying, nor do I know the man you mean. Sorry your master wrong person” answered me and brushed off his hand which is now trying to caress my hair
On the sidelines of my ledges, there was a figure of a man standing three meters behind this man.
Ducan President.. Deg Deg Deg
Since when did he stand there?
Did he hear my words?
How could he be here?
His eyes were looking at me very sharply.
Oh naw.. Did he recognize me?
“Wah.. Turns out you're here, long we waited .. Hahaha.” Said a friend who was beside Predir Ducan taking this man away
What kind of situation is this, President Ducan is still standing there and looking at me. His eyes are very scary. I'm really afraid he'll do something bad to me.
SERIATE...
Author: If you like, don't forget the likes. And please comment if there is any advice or criticism in order to inspire me in making a story.
