Hanging Status Mrs.CEO

First night at the President's house

They arrived in front of the gate of the mansion that belonged to the President. Lili opened the door wearing Kimmy's date of birth passcode.

"Sir Kimmy please record the key code! 22.12.90 is the number. Remember later in the afternoon should have moved!"

"The code looks like my date of birth?" Kimmy mumbled softly.

"What did you say?" asked Lili who heard Kimmy's faint murmur.

"Ah, no," replied Kimmy nervously.

Lili showed Kimmy's room right next to the President's room. The reason is that when the President needs it later, then Kimmy can come as soon as possible. Kimmy and Lili went into the room prepared for her. The room was very large with a dressing room measuring 3×3 meters that was covered in glass doors.

Kimmy opened the locker room door and it turned out that inside it was lined up office clothes and also a dress that hung neatly on the left and right sides. And in the middle there is a sandal rack and lined with shoes and sandals that fit the size of Kimmy's feet. Also bags and jewelry in the top shelf layer. Kimmy started to get suspicious and asked Lili.

"Bak Lili's. This is all for me?"

"Yes, of course. The President does not want to bring an assistant whose clothes are below the standards of the President. Sorry, that doesn't mean you're ugly. But just in case the President meets his colleagues on the street, the President does not want to be seen as not facilitating his subordinates."

"Oh. But how does the president know the size of my legs?" kimmy asked, still suspicious. Kimmy suspects that his president likes to play girls. If so, it means all the clothes and jewelry are to lure Kimmy and will later make Kimmy his mistress.

"From Kimmy's biodata," Lili replied a little nervously.

Kimmy just fell silent to remember whether it was true he wrote the size of shoes or sandals. But Kimmy's mind was sidetracked as Lili called out to him.

"Sir Kimmy, your first task is to tidy up the files in the President's office. Let me show you the study."

Kimmy follows Lili to the study at the president's house. When he entered it Kimmy was dumbfounded. His work space is as large as the school library which measures 10×10 square meters.

"Well! Really broad."

"This is not only a workspace but also the President's personal library. The President really likes to read, at the weekend the President will read a book at least two hours in the afternoon and evening" said Lili.

"Here is not only a business management book but there are novels, magazines, and also comics. If you feel bored waiting for the President's return next month, you can read a book here!" added Lili.

"But .. I don't dare, Ma'am," Kimmy said

"It's okay, the President told me to tell Kimmy. I have to go back to the office, Miss Kimmy, clean up the files on that desk. After that go home and grab the things you need, ok. I'm leaving now then." After the task was completed, Lili returned to the office.

Kimmy tidied up the messy files on the desk and arranged them neatly and stored them in the drawer of the workbench. When he finished, Kimmy walked out of the study and collided with an ABG girl who was about to enter the workspace.

"Akh," they shouted at the same time. The girl was very innocent and sweet with her hair pinched in two.

"Sorry Madam, I was wrong. Don't fire me. I beg Madam!" The girl lowered her head and apologized without daring to look at Kimmy. Kimmy had no idea why the girl called her Madam.

"I was wrong too. And ... I'm not the hostess anyway. I'm the new President's personal assistant. You who?" ask Kimmy.

"I'm a part time helper here, Ma'am."

"Oh. How about part time? Don't live here?"

"No, Ma'am. I only work in the morning until 11 p.m. Because I go to college."

"Oh." Kimmy invited the girl inside to sweep and mop the floor of the study. While Kimmy returned home to ask permission and took a makeup tool and some displays on her dresser. Kimmy felt no need to bring a lot of clothes because the clothes provided for him were very much. Kimmy just brought a bath towel and a few sets of sleepwear.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Kim. What are you doing?" ask Aini.

"Ma, I'm packing my stuff. Because my job requires me to stay at the President's house."

"Male?"

"Yes. But Mama take it easy, she's a married man. And now on vacation with his wife for the next month."

"Thank God then. Remember, yes, Kim! Take good care of yourself. Having a wife doesn't guarantee she won't bother you!"

"Yes, Ma. Kim remembers mom's message, now Kim wants a mama's lunch before Kim leaves."

"Yes, let's eat first!"

Kimmy and Aini ate together voraciously. Aini is actually anxious to let Kimmy stay at her boss' house.But Aini does not want to block Kimmy's desire to work. Because Aini felt it was good for Kimmy to go to work, maybe it could make Kimmy forget about his past.

Kimmy also actually felt that something was odd about the house, but Kimmy didn't know what it was. Finish eating Kimmy go to the President's house by taxi. At the house, Kimmy did not see the girl he had met this morning. Kimmy remembers that the girl only worked until 11 p.m.

Suddenly, Kimmy's sense of smell was moved by the smell that smelled from the kitchen. Kimmy stepped into the kitchen and saw the food on the dining table covered by the food lid. Kimmy opened and saw, it was her favorite food, chicken milk and potato balado. Kimmy looked at the folded piece of paper under the plate, she picked it up and opened it. Kimmy read the contents of the letter addressed to the hostess.

Madam, I cooked a little side dish for Madam. Hope the Madam likes it.

"Will the hostess return home today?" Kimmy wondered to herself, then went to her room and tidied up her things. Because there was no work that Kimmy could do, Kimmy finally chose to go to the workspace as well as the library. Kimmy picked up The Legend of Armian's comic.

"It's so pretty, it's a pity her fate is so tragic. Ck, don't be sad, just read something funny. Em ... Doraemon comics no yes?" Kimmy found it impossible if his Chairman also read such comics, but Kimmy's estimation was wrong.

"Well! Actually exist. Until a series. It was unexpected that the President's taste was the same as mine." Kimmy reads comics while leaning on the sofa available in front of the desk. Kimmy laughed to himself reading the comic until he realized the twilight sun was shining into the library room. Kimmy approached a large glass wall that was plastered facing west.

"That's beautiful, this orange color of the twilight sun. This hostess must be so happy living here." Kimmy put back the comic she read and took a shower. Kimmy went around the house after finishing her bath. He tries to find out if the hostess has arrived, but Kimmy can't find anyone.

Until 8pm there was no sign of anyone else in the house. Kimmy's stomach is rumbling because it's time for her to have dinner. Kimmy didn't dare touch the food at the dinner table. Kimmy was worried when she ate the mistress coming.

"Ouch, hungry. Cook it or eat it at the table?" Kimmy pacing back and forth in the kitchen. Kimmy finally chose to eat chicken milk and potato balado cooked by the maid earlier this afternoon. Kimmy thought that if the owner of the house came, Kimmy would cook a new one for him. Because it was Kimmy's favorite food so he ate it with great voracity. After she finished eating, she washed the dishes and went to her room after washing the dishes.