Look at me, Mela!

Chapter 7: Mela Cuisine

Darsen walked down the hallway of his agency building, everyone passing by looked down respectfully at him and he did not display cold images of not wanting to get too close to others.

Behind him is the loyal assistant Pras who brings the values of actors, actresses, or boy/girl groups who will debut this year.

One of the girl group members who will debut this month is staring at Darsen from behind his door. He admired Darsen a lot even though Darsen never looked at him one bit.

"Yeri, what are you doing?" ask one of his friends. "Cieee ... looked at Mr. Darsen, huh?" continued.

Yeri was surprised, she went straight in and closed the door. He was so embarrassed to be caught looking at that man of his dreams. If only he could be with a man as cool as Darsen, surely the media will be very excited.

On the other hand, Pras pressed the elevator button to the top floor where the Ars Agency leadership room was located. This is not the first building owned by Ars Agency, the agency has changed 3 times. Starting from a simple building to the last magnificent like this because thanks to the actors, actresses or members of a successful boy/girl group under the auspices of Ars Agency.

After arriving at the top floor, Pras opened the door for the boss who looked very tired after visiting the press conference. Pras pulled out a chair and told Darsen to sit down.

"Want to get some coffee, boss?"

"Hit ..."

While waiting for the assistant to make coffee, Darsen saw the value of their evaluation. Good enough and worthy to debut soon. Sheet by sheet he read and then he put it on the table.

"Boss, what's it like to be a hero to Mela?" pras asked while stirring coffee.

"Hero? Is it possible in Mela's mind that I'm her hero?"

Pras nodded while bringing coffee to the boss. Darsen gave a small smile, he took out a purse and took out a 100 thousand piece for Pras.

"Well .. thanks, boss. These are tips because I'm so good, right?" ask Pras.

"That's to check your sliding brain. Hero say? Cih ... Mela was not grateful because I defended her and instead forgave her friends. How can I not be disappointed?" answer Darsen.

Pras accepted the money and quietly put it in his pocket.

Whatever, Boss! What matters is money. Haha ...

Darsen moved from his chair, he paced around like a confused person. Pras looked at him while eating the snacks that were on the table.

"Why else, boss? I told you I like to tell Mela! Mela no blood ties with the Boss," Pras said.

Darsen stopped, he stared at Pras sharply. "Why are you still here? Go quickly!"

Pras stood up and walked out before the boss scolded him for longer. After Pras came out, Laura came to Darsen's room. The woman did not have any kapoknya make trouble on Darsen.

Darsen looked at her with a puff, he returned to his seat and did not want to take care of the former actress.

"We have no contract, better get out of here!" darsen said without looking at Laura.

"I didn't come because of work. I came because I wanted to ... "

Tok ... tok ...

The door opened before Laura continued. There Pras stood with Mela. Darsen stared at Mela's sudden arrival. Mela tried to let out a smile but Darsen looked away.

"Miss Laura, you better get out first!" pras.

Pras immediately pulled Laura's hand. Laura rebelled and looked at the newly seen Mela.

"Let go! I want to talk to Mr. Darsen" Laura said.

Pras ignored Laura and dragged her out. After their departure, Mela confidently stepped closer to Darsen with a limp leg.

"Who told you to hang around here?" darsen's question made Mela stop from her steps.

Mela becomes frightened by Darsen's unkind tone. Darsen was now looking at her, he saw Mela slightly dressed up like an ordinary plain one. She is a grown girl who knows how to dress up.

"I brought food for my sister" said Mela.

Mel, Darsen's sister hates you. No matter how much you want to take his heart he won't be impressed.

Mela nodded, she turned her body and came out in disappointment. He just wanted to have a good relationship with his brother who had been very thin and cold to him.

After Mela came out, she met Pras. Pras saw Mela's face looked sad and the food in Mela's hand was still there.

"If the boss does not want to accept it better for me, Mel," Pras pointed to the food.

"Kak Pras would?"

Pras nodded, Mela smiled and handed him over.

After that Mela said goodbye and Pras delivered until Mela got a taxi.

10 Minutes later in Darsen's room.

"Heeeeem .. scented so much. Wah ... turned out to be roasted chicken with sun sauce made by Mela," said Pras teasing the boss.

Pras sat on the sofa while Darsen was in the chair at work. Darsen glanced at Pras who was eating voraciously in his room.

"Wah .. Mela cuisine is mantle, steady right," sedu Pras.

"What are you doing here? You know if the smell of your food poisons this room?" darsen.

DUUUU ....

There was a big fart from Pras' ass. Pras. "This is what's called poisoning the boss' room" Pras said.

Darsen rubbed his face rough, he stood up and sprayed perfume in front of him so that the smell of food and the smell of poison from Pras did not smell.

Is it wrong of me to have a crazy assistant like him?

Darsen approached Pras to see the food lined up on his expensive table.

"Is all this food from Mela?" ask Darsen.

Pras nodded. Darsen immediately sat next to Pras and ate the food from Mela.

"Huh ... Boss, he said no? Why are they eaten?" ask Pras.

"Shut up!" answer Darsen.

Darsen ate the food from Mela voraciously, while Pras looked at her in surprise.

"Boss, it is not good if you continue to sell expensive. Kasian Mela, he was very sad when he came out of the boss room" Pras said.

Darsen did not care about Pras' speech, he was absorbed in eating it. Pras looked at him pensively and tried to take the thigh of the grilled chicken that was a lot above the lunchbox but before it was taken suddenly Darsen hit Pras' hand.

"Don't take one! It's all mine" said Darsen.

"Bye, boss. This food has been given to me."

"Now it's mine! Go there!" darsen.

Pras stood up, he laughed as if mocking Darsen who was very expensive when in fact he was very willing to accept the food.

At the same time, the door opened and Mela looked for earrings that might have fallen on the floor of Darsen's room. Mela was surprised when the brother was busy eating his food and Darsen was no less surprised until the fried chicken thigh he was holding fell on the floor.

Die me! Where's your pride, Darsen! Inner Darsen.

Apparently Brother Darsen wants to eat my cooking. Inner Mela.

Well, congratulations, boss. Batin Pras's.