Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

Chapters 1. New Secretary

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The sound of a stiletto knock echoes corridor of the fifteenth-floor office where lies the room of a director of the Mahardika corp company, which is now led by Marsha Mahardika, the third generation successor to the Mahardika corp.

If a child will inherit the company will usually be placed first as a regular employee, or regular staff. But not with Marsha, she doesn't want to be a regular employee, she wants to be a direct director.

"What the world says, if this beautiful and stylish Marsha Mahardika becomes an ordinary employee. Not a level." He said to the Apo (call of his grandfather), and the Apapnya (call of his father).

Being a director is certainly not obtained by Marsha, the girl who likes to be considered naughty by both parents must qualify and accept some rules. He should be able to make the company grow even more, at least five percent every three months. And Marsha's doing that.

"Small," he said, pointing his finger. And evidently, during holding the company for six months, he was able to improve the quality of the company as his family wanted, attract many investors, increase sales, and improve the quality of television broadcasting, as well as improve the quality of television broadcasting, who usually does not enter the twig, now slowly shows his identity.

Of course, all that he did with hard work, went home early in the morning, overtime and even slept in the office, which caused him to rarely be at home, and without him knowing if his parents are often at odds, because Amamnya (call her mother) does not want her daughter to be too tiring of her energy and mind.

"Yes, you tortured Marsha too much, you shouldn't have targeted her like that. See, now he rarely goes home, even overtime every day, and sleeps in the office, knows no days and can't tell which Monday, which Sunday." Rose protested to her husband, she was pairing a tie, her husband was going to the office, monitoring the work of his eldest daughter.

"Let it be dear, we can not spoil him, he himself chose to hold the position of director. And it's a risk, if being a director it's not just a foot barge, sitting in front of a laptop, signing autographs, not just that. The company's progress is determined how he leads." Rasya, he defended himself.

"What if your child is sick? You didn't think of that? I can't accept that until that happens, you have to take responsibility. He's just graduated, he should have fun first, not face so much work." Angry Rose to her husband, she wants her son to enjoy youth, not like her, who does not even have friends and never hang out like a young child like her.

"It was not me who asked, dear, he himself chose. Even I offered him a regular job title, but he didn't want to, yes Marsha should be in charge." Rose sighed, she knew it, her son was stubborn indeed, just like his Apapnya.

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"Mom Melati, give me all the applications that come in, I'll interview him myself." Marsha told her company HRD.

"Good, miss." Melati said following the long steps of her upper body, then entered the spacious room dominated by pink, and the fragrant fragrance of roses welcomed anyone who entered the room. In accordance with her favorite flower Amamnya, and her own name Amamnya, Marsha loved and admired her mother so much.

Melati, a woman over the age of four, became an HRD while still being led by Rasya Mahardika. The new clock shows at half-seven in the morning actually, but Melati is already in the office, she hopes, Marsha soon gets a new secretary, and at home, he said, because he himself did not feel at home having to follow the hours of work Marsha is very authoritarian, he had a child to be taken care of early in the morning, as well as in-laws who are sick at home, stroke, he was certainly busy and troubled.

True said people, if the company is held by a woman, everything will definitely change, the rules become very strict, meticulous, can not relax, the innate serious and tense, can not be mistaken a little definitely caught, caught out, let alone lying, don't expect that to happen. That's why no one feels at home with Marsha.

Melati put a pile of applications that entered on the table Marsha, six months into a director, has changed secretary five times, all of them can only last one month. Ckckck, haunt.

Marsha examines one by one the incoming documents to sign.

"Hah, all these document reports are very dizzying," Marsha massaged her forehead "this Indonesian man's work habits want to relax, so no one feels at home. How do they want to move forward quickly, as long as it's not my fault, it's Miss Melati, if they don't feel at home?" his question raised his gaze, staring at the faithful Melati standing in front of his desk.

Melati just nodded small while smiling thinly.

Yes but not authoritarian also miss, there will be no one at home, even though a large salary, I just choose to resign rather than tortured, if not needed, unfortunately I still need a job. Mumbled jasmine in the heart, certainly only brave in the heart, if not want his head to experience bumps or wounds.

Marsha looked at the applications one by one, looking at the profiles of the applicants, who she said were among her critics. The movement of Marsha's hands stopped on one application, of the many who applied, there was one that attracted his attention, a handsome man, from the data he filled if the man was a graduate abroad.

"Call this one," Marsha placed one proposal on the table, Melati extended her neck to see the name and face of her boss. "Zidan Xavier."

"Well! No miss, I am afraid of wrong predictions, I believe the same miss, if this man at home miss Marsha cooperation. As miss said."

Marsha flicked her finger "Good, you are indeed smart to find safe Ms. Melati, quickly call, my schedule is solid. Don't waste your time."

Melati bent her body before exiting, when the door of Marsha's room was closed, Melati rubbed her chest while wasting a long breath, "Sabar Melati, chayo, O Allah, may this suitor be accepted and at home." Jasmine raised her hands in prayer.

Before long Melati returned with a handsome man, young, pure white, fragrant, which made Melati feel at home walking beside her, even Melati wanted to stick to her taste.

With a thumping chest, Melati knocked on the door, and the sound of a horror-sounding voice sounded. "Get in," for those who did not know her, hearing that soft voice would be enchanted, let alone seeing her pretty face, but not with Melati and the employees who had been put through her, that voice sounded horror in her ears.

"Please enter Mr. Zidan, miss Marsha is waiting." Melati closed the door, let Zidan enter by himself, he re-selected his room, unable to hear the spicy words that came out of the beautiful woman, let alone the victim this time handsome man, handsome man, Melati will not be strong to see the face of the male.

"It's a shame to be so cute that you have to be a tiger's lady's boy." Jasmine shuddered, she ran her chamber.

Zidan entered Marsha's room, walking confidently, he stood in front of the table of his prospective boss who was still at home looking at the i-mac that was in his grasp.

"Include yourself" Marsha said without taking her eyes off.

"Have you read it before?" Zidan said boldly.

Marsha was quite surprised by that disrespectful answer.

"You don't seem to need a job. Please get out of my room, "push him away shaking hands, even if he needs to, but his pride is very high.

Zidan who has his own goals here can only resign and lower his ego, the woman in front of him is quite arrogant, he thought.

"I Zidan Xavier, applying to be the personal secretary of Marsha Mahardika, the best graduate of a renowned university abroad, has high dedication, serving, helping the progress of companies engaged in many fields. Have high loyalty in work."

"High loyalty?" Marsha tapped her finger that had been dimenipadi menicure and painted famous brand colors such as channels, and combined with a cute blink-blink motif like her. "That means you're ready to work up to unspecified hours? I mean?"

Zidan nodded, without understanding the working hours Marsha meant.

"The short answer is exactly solid, I like it. You know Zidan, if that man is held from his speech?"

"What?" Marsha belatedly heard Zidan's shock "Ehh sorry Mom,"

This is a relationship ship.

Marsha pulled out the paper from her desk drawer "This signature, but before you sign it, read it carefully, remember, read and remember, I mean, if that's your brain's ability to work well here." Marsha said firmly again tapping her index finger on the paper.

Zidan gradually took the papers in front of him, perusing them one by one points listed there. The usual rules like the company in general, but at the end of the points, the nominal stated that could make Zidan's eyeball almost dislodged "If it violates the contract, will be fined a trillion?"

"Yes, how do you mind?" Marsha raised her eyebrows. "But your monthly salary here, you can only earn by working for decades in other companies." Marsha continued arrogantly, deliberately he made this unreasonable agreement so as not to arbitrarily become his secretary can resign before the specified time.

"Okay, I accept." Zidan put down the paper, and immediately anointed his signature.

"Your two-year contract, have you read Zidan?"

"It's Mom."

"Good, you can start working today, and I hope you can be professional ." (Good, you can start working today, and I hope you can work professionally."

Zidan raised his eyebrows hearing the word professional, what does it mean "Don't break Zidan's employment contract, what do you think?" Obviously Marsha who seems to know the question in Zidan's heart, not yet any chemistry between the two has been formed "But you also have to be professional in other things," Zidan squinted his eyes "It is forbidden to fall in love with your boss" Marsha said confidently, making Zidan laugh in his heart, "it is funny this woman, very confident, but I will make you fall in love with me, haughty lady. And I will destroy you, like your family, destroy my mother."