Married for Slander

Chapter 9.

"How does it feel to work the first day?" tanya Ira opened the conversation as the two were enjoying lunch in the company cafeteria.

"Fairly fun. Fortunately there are Mbak who want to help me, I really thank you because Mbak has been very good with me." replied Alana carved a smile.

"Well, why thank you so much?" Ira chuckled while continuing to eat the food on her plate.

"Hehehe... I don't know what else to say." Alana also chuckles while scratching her head that does not itch. He was so happy that a thank you was not enough.

"It could be you." Ira who has an older age than Alana without hesitating to scramble the girl's hair. He felt like he had found a cute and innocent little sister.

"Then what do you think of the boss?" asked Ira curious, he himself did not know how the character of the new company director.

"Unspectable, a little strange in my opinion." Alana shrugged her shoulders with pursed lips.

"Weird how?" Ira frowned confusedly.

"The boss will not show his form in front of me. When I walked into her room, she always turned her back to me. Is his face broken, ugly or-"

"Hust... What the hell? Be careful when talking, there are many CCTV tablets." between Ira, he did not want Alana's speech just caused trouble for both of them.

"But what I'm saying is true, ma'am. If it wasn't for shame, why would his face be hidden like that?" alana obviously reduced the volume of her voice.

"Can't that be? This morning, he looked ordinary when he entered the office. There is nothing wrong with his appearance, after all the new boss is still very young and handsome, he is the sole heir to the Global Group." Ira explained in confusion.

"Masa' anyway? What made him hide his face from me?" ask Alana no less confused.

"See, just one more time" replied Ira guessing.

"Hm... It could be," said Alana.

"Yes, finish the food! We have to get back in time, don't let it blow 'cause it's late."

Alana nodded slowly and quickly finished the food that was still piling up on her plate.

"Kok me being like a thief like this, huh?" inner Azzam was still sitting in his room. He was like a dead step for having to avoid Alana in order not to know who she was.

Actually Azzam did not mean to fool his wife, he just wanted to adjust before telling everything to Alana.

Azzam doubts Alana will be shocked if he knows that the husband who just married her is not what he saw, especially Azzam also wants to take advantage of the opportunity to test Alana. How capable was Alana to endure her status that was just that of an ordinary person.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, Alana and Ira had already arrived on the sixth floor. The two sit at their desks to continue the work that was delayed.

Alana tidied up the file she had copied and put it in the map and took it to the Azzam room.

Tok Tok Tok...

"Who?" azzam from inside.

"I Sir, Alana."

"Yes, comein!" Azzam again turned his chair back to the door, nothing was visible except his head, it was only half.

After getting permission, Alana pushed the door slowly and walked over to the table. "Excuse me sir, your new schedule is done I type and copy."

"Yes, just put the copy on the table! And remember, you also have to learn it." said Azzam reminded Alana of the task.

"Okay sir, I understand. Is there anything else I can do?" Alana took out a piece of paper from the map and put the map on the table.

"For a while that's all." Azzam was silent for a moment pecking his wife's face through a lit phone screen. "Oh yeah, please buy me lunch, I don't want to go anywhere." added Azzam.

"As far as you are, just don't eat spicy food." replied Azzam who did not like to eat spicy food.

"Well, I'll buy it." Alana nodded slowly and turned around.

"Wait a minute!" exclaim Azzam who made Alana stop stepping his legs.

"Yes sir, is there a forgetfulness?" ask Alana while turning around.

"Do you have any money? Why would the play just go away?" cerca Azzam's.

"No sir, sorry." great-granddaughter Alana with a red face extinguished, maybe she forgot if the money was just a piece, even to pay for a taxi when she came home later.

"I guessed it," Azzam raised the corner of his lips in a thin smile then reached into the bag of his pants and thrust a hundred thousand dollars back. "Take it!"

Alana stepped forward and took the money quickly. Out of curiosity, he tried to extend his neck, hoping to see the mysterious boss's face.

"Why is it still here? Go quickly, my stomach is already very hungry!" sergeant Azzam, he knows Alana is trying to break her identity.

Alana gasped and retreated to the back because of the loud voice of Azzam, her blood rippled with a face paled in fear. "Yes sir, excuse me."

Alana quickly turned around and ran away from the room.

After Alana disappeared, Azzam laughed out loud as he turned his chair. Alana's face just made Azzam very anxious.

"Haha... Alana Alana, you're so adorable." Azzam nodded his head.

Below, Alana walks towards the canteen. He remembered that the canteen had a menu that was quite diverse, maybe there was food that was in accordance with the taste of the boss.

Alana observes a food storefront, her bead rolling wildly looking for a menu that is not spicy as her boss asks.

After finding a suitable meal, Alana immediately ordered it.

The Sixth Floor

"Tell the new secretary that I have some business outside. Just have him eat the food I asked for!" azzam's word to Ira.

"Okay sir, I'll tell you later." Ira nodded.

Azzam then left the floor in a hurry. He was afraid of going to meet Alana.

Sure enough, when Azzam was in the elevator, Alana was waiting for the elevator to open down there.

The doors of elevator one and two open simultaneously, Alana enters the elevator one while Azzam exits the elevator two, almost both of them cross paths.

"Yes, I'm going there now" Azzam said with a phone stuck to his ear.

Azzam left the lobby and got into a car. There was a driver inside who was ready to take him anywhere.

"Where are we going, sir?" ask Amin, the driver.

"To the headquarters," Azzam replied as he fiddled with the phone in his hand.

As the car began to run, Azzam turned off his phone and kept it in his pants pocket.

Actually he was very lazy to visit the headquarters but there was no other choice but to comply. He must succeed in taking the heart of Kurniawan the father, he does not want to lose this golden opportunity.