
Bram got out of the lobby of the hotel where he stayed last night. That morning he was preparing to leave for the branch of his uncle's company to take care of the problems that were going on in the company.
The car he rented while in the country had already arrived at the hotel lobby. Bram immediately drove his car to go where he was referring to.
"Good morning sir, how can I help you?" Greet the company receptionist was friendly to Bram who had just come into the building lobby.
"I have an appointment with Mr. Thomas." Answer Bram.
"Well master for a moment I ask, with whose master?" The receptionist was friendly.
"Bramanty." Bram replied briefly.
"Good sir." The receptionist reached for the office phone handle to contact secretary Thomas, the chief director of the office.
Bram looked around the office building and his eyes stopped at a woman who looked beautiful and sexy with a body slightly filled but only on the stomach. With the syar'i hijab that covers her hair makes the impression more elegant and beautiful. Even so it still looks sexy body shape. And Bram felt familiar with the face of the woman who was not far from where he stood.
The woman in uniform like the receptionist before her approached her slowly and somehow it made Bram's long-dead heart beat. Bram turned to look back at the receptionist who greeted him earlier.
But Bram's face turned tense as the familiar woman was standing at the side of the receptionist in front of him. Which seems to have finished using that office phone.
"You've been waiting for Mr. Thomas in his room, sir." Said the receptionist.
"Thank you."
"On the eighth floor, sir." The receptionist was friendly with a million-watt smile made Bram the wrong behavior that was noticed by the receptionist woman who welcomed him earlier.
"Hm." Bram just cleared his throat stepping towards the elevator not far from where he was standing.
"It's cold." The receptionist woman.
"What's wrong?" Ask the hijab-wearing woman fellow receptionist.
"The man, you didn't see. Since coming there was no smile on his face. It's not hard to smile, is it?" The woman was upset to make the hijab-wearing woman smile just shaking her head. He was not surprised by the one always criticizing anyone guests in the company where he worked.
"Thank you handsome." Say that woman again.
"Yes my. You said he admired her, too." Said the hijab woman.
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Bram was immediately welcomed in by Thomas' secretary. He entered his work room that looked luxurious. Though only branch companies but the arrangement in the room is almost similar to the central company.
Make Bram cluck and finally know why the matter was handed to him. His uncle wants justice. Especially if the relationship with the Bram family does not look at it as long as it is a crime.
"What do you want to drink, sir?" Thomas asked with a look of confidence that he would be fine even though Bram was already eager to make a calculation with this middle-aged man before him.
"Anything." Bram replied briefly still staring intently at Thomas who immediately shuddered in horror at Bram's gaze.
"Well, sir, a minute." Thomas went straight out to his secretary to ask him to make a fresh drink for Bram which had to be served directly by his secretary. Who knows can persuade Bram to help him with seduction from his secretary who often do during running his business to run smoothly.
Bram is a widower who was left dead by his wife in an accident by bringing their first child who is still in the womb. Thomas believes Bram will be tempted by his lure so that Bram will help him get entangled from the problems that befall the branch company owned by his brother-in-law.
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Bram stepped carefully out of the elevator while staring at the reception desk. Somehow he wanted to see the hijab-wearing woman who looked familiar earlier. He felt he had met the woman but he had forgotten where. Bram kept thinking about it while he was in Thomas' room. But his mind was deadlocked not finding who the hijab woman was.
Bram's smile saw the shadow of the hijab-wearing receptionist was still in place. But now itself is not with a woman who just pretended to welcome him friendly earlier.
Bram stood for a long time near the pillar near the elevator staring at the hijab-wearing woman who was welcoming guests with sincerity. Bram is a lawyer he knows very well the character of one person to another. He or she can also see a strange person, a stranger, behaving badly or behaving well by simply looking at the person's actions.
Likewise with the two receptionist women he trusted were not the same character. The face of the receptionist was not hijab was a native Canadian bule seen from the face of his feather. While the hijab woman earlier she was sure that she was from her homeland, her home country as well.
"Who is that woman?" Guman Bram was still observing the receptionist's movements.
"I'm sure I've met him somewhere. But where is it?" Bram Guman.
"Mr Bram?" Call Thomas surprised to see Bram still in his office building. It was an hour ago. And Bram had been observing the receptionist for so long. And it turned out that there were already many people looking at him strangely.
"Ehm.." Bram cleared his throat neutralizing his embarrassment.
"Is there anything else, sir?" Thomas asked his secretary to meet with the client.
"No." Bram answered briefly leaving the building without saying anything.
Thomas follows Bram's line of sight who may be watching someone he thinks is the receptionist's hijab-wearing woman. And his lips formed a smile of eerie grin staring at the hijab-wearing woman of his reception.
"Oh, it turns out you're interested in such a polite woman huh?" Guman Thomas with a smile grinned because he had failed to make Bram tempted by his secretary earlier. He even got a curse and sharp teasing from Bram makes Thomas more vengeful on Bram.
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TB