Fugitive Woman

A Secretary

Today is a new day for Kinanti. No, Kinanti did not resign and worked elsewhere. But Kinanti is working in her new position as Secretary Director starting today. Of the many sayings and congratulations given to him, only one is always asked over and over again by Kinanti in the heart. May his income be greater than before.

"Kinanti, from today you will work as Secretary Director huh. Then I congratulate you, Ti." Said Mr. Bagas while extending his hand to invite Kinanti to shake hands.

Kinanti received the helping hand and shook it tightly. His smile was steady. After talking to his parents, he was suddenly convinced that this would be the right choice for his life.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Bagas." Reply Kinanti.

"Well, but I'll be sad later, Ti." Said Mr. Bagas.

Kinanti was confused and did not understand the direction of Mr. Bagas' conversation.

"Sadly why, sir?" Ask Kinanti.

"I can't see my golden boy anymore. You're my golden boy, Ti." Mr. Bagas said with a laugh.

Kinanti laughed awkwardly. Your golden-head boy? If indeed Mr. Bagas considers Kinanti his golden son, surely he will help Kinanti to get a promotion and not move Kinanti to another division.

"Come with me, Ti. Let me introduce you to the Director who will be your direct superior." Take Mr. Bagas to Kinanti.

Kinanti just nodded and faded. He followed behind Mr. Bagas who was walking leisurely in front of him. Kinanti can only hope that the Board of Directors who become his boss is not a annoying and flirtatious person.

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The man still looked very young. Maybe he's just in his early 30s. Not too far away from Kinanti. But he has taken the Director's seat. What else if not the insider who plays a role? It is not unusual for a subsidiary owner to be placed as a Director.

The young man sitting before Kinanti right now was the figure who would be her direct superior. Men with a rancid style and look very incompetent. At least according to Kinanti.

"Ti, this is Mr. Darian, our Marketing Director. From today you will work as his secretary huh." Said Mr. Bagas introducing the man named Darian to Kinanti.

Kinanti smiled kindly and extended her hand to shake hands with her new boss. The man named Darian greeted him kindly while smiling oddly at Kinanti.

"May also be your choice. Thank you for choosing my secretary to be a beautiful person." Said Darian while glancing at Mr. Bagas.

Kinanti cursed the man in front of her inwardly. It seems that the Kinanti prayer to get a straight top will be sinking.

"Oh my God, what else is this ordeal?" Inner Kinanti in the heart.

"I'm Kinanti, Sir. From today I will work as Secretary. I beg for guidance, sir." Kinanti said while introducing herself.

"Just calm down, I'll love everything you want, beautiful. The important thing is you can also love what I want." Said Darian while blinking his eyes one way towards Kinanti.

Goddamnit! Goddamnit! Goddamnit! Life is really unfair. How could a jerk like Darian become a Director?! And not just a jerk but this guy is a pervert too! Kinanti repeatedly condemned his misfortune and regretted his decision to move on. Had it not been his parents who persuaded him, it might have been better for Kinanti to remain a croco than to have to lick this fucking guy's ass.

"Okay, Mr. Darian, I'm staying in the room first huh. Let me have a chat with Kinanti." Said Mr. Bagas as he stepped out of the room.

"Sir Bagas? Wait Sir! Don't stay with me like this crocodile, sir. Help me!" Kinanti shouts in the heart.

As if reading the look of worry on Kinanti's face, Darian immediately laughed cynically.

Kinanti smiled uneasily and replied with a snort of Darian.

"No, Sir. That's not what I mean." Answer Kinanti.

"Don't worry, I also have taste. I'm not interested in a country girl like you." Darian replied as he looked back at his laptop screen. I don't know what he's doing.

Hearing that, Kinanti's heart jumped happily instead of overbearing. He doesn't care if his boss calls him a village, a hick, or whatever. The most important thing for Kinanti is that she can calmly and safely work. His body will be safe from the touch of naughty hands. And his ears do not need to feel itchy to hear strange babbling that is often referred to today's children as catcalling.

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It has been a week that Kinanti has been working as Secretary of Darian Chatra Wijaya, the sole heir to the company she has worked for the past 3 years. Indeed, Kinanti did not put any expectations on his boss. What else can one expect from a spoiled heiress who managed to gain her standing due to connections? A smart brain? A professional nature? Kinanti never thought her boss would have that quality.

But it turns out that behind his figure that looks like a spoiled child, Darian is a man with an intelligent brain. Even sometimes Darian's intelligence makes Kinanti feel afraid. Because the efficient and deft way of thinking of his boss often makes him seem like a heartless sociopath. But at least his superior has a plus compared to other spoiled heirs.

But really Darian's only advantage was in his brain! The rest is really a big minus. Darian is the true embodiment of a conscienceless jerk man. He was rude to his subordinates, disrespectful to the other Directors, and would even enter work as he pleased. His temperament was bad and Darian did not hesitate to raise his hand when his mood was not good.

On top of that, Darian still had one thing that no one could match. His high arrogance reached the seventh heaven. Truly Kinanti felt her days working as Darian were like being in a military camp. Every day his ears were hot from hearing Darian's abuse.

But it wasn't a Kinanti by name if she could just give up. His life has been hard since birth. Being yelled at by a spoiled man who could do nothing was not a big deal to him. For Kinanti, the most terrible thing was not Darian but having no money.

Just like that day. Since the morning his boss has been cringe inexplicably. Darian had to cancel the meeting just because he felt he was not eager to attend the meeting. And as a result, Kinanti-overlooks rearranged the meeting for various reasons.

"Hey, you!" Darian called out to Kinanti.

"Yes, what's wrong, sir?" Ask Kinanti.

"Cancel all my schedules. I'm not in the mood for a meeting today." Darian said casually.

Kinanti panic. You fucking spoiled kid. Can he make a mess of the office just by reason of a bad mood? Sometimes Kinanti thought of kicking his boss's head so that this damn guy's brain could function properly. But in the end, Kinanti can only imagine.

"Eh, but Mr. Darian, today there will be an AGM, sir. So you're obliged to come." Said Kinanti doubtfully.

Darian's eyes glared. Regret seemed to be exploding in a moment from his head.

"Yes you have to set everything up, bloon! What do you think I paid you to do? Make sitting while typing a schedule all day?!" Darian is full of emotion.

Kinanti scrunched her forehead. Darian's cry does have a very large decibel. For a long time if Kinanti continued to get shouts like this, she could lose her horror ability before the age of 40 years. You temperament man!

"Good, Sir. I'll reset the schedule." Answer the brief. He did not want to compound the problem with the boiling kettle that was in front of him.

"Argh! Goddamn dog! Satan is not as bad as a dog!" The Kinanti in heart.

And that's what Kinanti lives every day. Since becoming Darian's secretary, Kinanti's staple food was no longer rice but scorn and swearing. And have you ever had lunch with a curse? It was delicious and made Kinanti want to take off her ears. You guys should try that menu sometimes, man.

But one thing I never thought would happen to her life. Just because one of Kinanti's past deeds changed her life forever. Like a domino where one piece falls, it will have an impact on the other, that's how Kinanti's life will be.