Intan, Tomboy Girl

Intan, Tomboy Girl
Chapters. 21. Alexa Secretary



Dion had arrived at the office, all the employees and the female employees lowered their heads.


"Good day, Mr. Dion!" greet them simultaneously.


"Siang too! work well, make my company go forward with your hard work, I will give you monthly rewards if your work meets my criteria!" dion's orders to his subordinates, his face this time brighter than before even those who worked in Dion's corporate office felt a little strange to him. Today he looks very handsome and friendly.


"Okay, Mr. Dion," they answered in unison.


"Alright continue the work. I want to go to the meeting room" he said, leaving them.


Not yet in the meeting room, he was confronted by a beautiful woman wearing a knee-high skirt, matching with a short suit along the elbow.


The woman blocked Dion's move into the room, Dion trying to avoid the woman, but it seems the woman was indeed deliberately against him.


"Can you step aside? I'm in a hurry right now" he said with both eyes staring intently at him.


"Can't, we go to your room first, then I can let you go" said the beautiful woman named Alexa.


Dion did not care, she forcefully pushed Alexa's body until the woman's body shifted to the side to give her a way.


"Ah hurts Dion!" alexa moans asking for attention, but unfortunately Dion this time no longer memubrisnya.


"Dion wait!" Alexa chased after him, with a little brisk walking, following Dion's long strides.


"Honey, the meeting was canceled, so you don't strain so dong," explained Alexa, as her personal secretary.


"Huh? canceled? Why not talk from before!" Dion long moaned. Feeling disappointed because they could not accompany Intan because of the meeting.


"I told you, you don't have to go to the meeting room. We'll have fun in your office, won't we, honey?" alexa Pinta.


"You don't mess around, you don't learn to tease me! Because I am your boss!" threaten Dion's.


Dion just passed from Alexa, immediately he took the elevator to quickly reach his office room.


Alexa's goal is to seduce Dion just to get his fortune, nothing more.


"Here you do not follow me! I still have a lot of work to do so please understand!" His orders on Alexa were still following him into the room.


"Why are you Dion? You're not usually like this to me? This time your attitude is very cold and stiff, just act like usual. I really hate expensive selling men like you! You still understand, right, who raised your company? All because of my papa's help, so don't forget that!" Alexa warned.


Dion stared at Alexa intently, how could she escape the entrapment of the seductress. If always the shadow of the kindness of his parents he always reveal when he wants to go from him.


"Do you understand Dion?" again, asked Alexa again because the man did not answer her.


"Yes" he answered briefly.


"Yes you can go!"


"okkey. But ci-um first!" pinta Alexa advanced how many steps in the direction Dion stood. And, finally the ci-uman that several times he got.


Dion rubbed his lips, not wanting anyone to know the lips on his lips


"Darling, doggy nyariin you. Sometimes you take a walk again, right? Like the other day, that was the last time you invited him to play," Alexa said, reminding the house pets that used to play with Dion.


'Aish, sucks. If it wasn't for being forced I wouldn't be able to do that, it would be a waste of time, ' Dion murmured.


Alexa hurriedly went outside, she did not want the man to ignite emotions at her, she did not want Dion to scold her.


The tall man immediately dragged the map containing the files he had to sign, according to Alexa's orders. Even though he was upset, he still had to work professionally. After he read and he understood, then he dared to give a signature yes.


Dion saw several stacks of file files on the desk and also in his incoming email, he had not seen for today, when he finished working on the file that was in the folder, he just opened his laptop. And sure enough a lot of chat in through his personal email about the company.


"Ah why is my job so much this afternoon? Usually not like this? Ah it doesn't matter as long as my company is advanced and growing rapidly I will be willing to overtime for my company," he said himself.


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The next day Intan was better, he could enter school again as usual in Sentosa State High School. With Zaki, his classmate and unmatched roommate.


"Zak, was there PR yesterday? I forgot to ask you!" Intan waited for Zaky to answer him, the 18-year-old man seemed to be remembering something. Because of her bad memory this morning, she finally checked the book herself in her bag.


There was math homework, and he forgot to do it too, and the man saw a clock on the wall in the first school lesson in less than 5 minutes.


"How's Zaki? There was no PR yesterday for today?" tanya Intan, the girl who was impatiently waiting for Zaki's answer immediately glanced at the notebook that Zaki was holding but was covered by the cover sheet.


"Geez, there's pr Zaky, and about you being empty yet you answer. So you're not working on it today? Well your fate will be the same as I was in the previous days when not working on PR surely Miss Imelda will punish us," replied Intan scaring Zaki.


This was the first time the man had not done school PR, and it felt like Zaki's heart was beating faster almost irregularly out of fear.


Intan laughed at Zaky's unusual facial expression.


"Why are you laughing? Remember later who was punished not only me but you too" Zaky said


"But this time, I will not be punished Zak, because I have just recovered from illness. Surely Miss Imelda pity to see my situation, if she still punishes me means she is a super teacher with the same student," explained Intan.


"Can't be dong, it's clear today you already look healthy, so be prepared later we are punished together. Haha," ledek Zaky's.


The clock was already showing at 07:00, both of them trembling as the teacher's footsteps entered the main door of the class.


Zaki and Intan pretend to be quiet, and will accept the consequences for their own mistakes.