
The ringing of the phone that had rung earlier woke Asya from the deep sleep that he had been craving. His position as a secretary of trust from the CEO of Vandra's Group made him have to work overtime a full week yesterday.
With her eyes still closed, Asya fumbled over her bed, looking for where the voice came from, "Hello.." Sapa Asya with a hoarse voice.
"Asya. cepet lo to the office. Mr. Darma was nyariin lo. There's something important!!"
Fany's panicked voice, successfully opened Asya's eyes wide, "What?? Ouch Fan.. I'm on leave today. What is important??"
"Udah better lo dateng cepet!! You will know too."
Tut's..
Connection interrupted. Lazily Asya got up from the bed and entered the bathroom, after finishing Asya then prepared to the office in a hurry without eating breakfast first.
Asya drives her car over average speed. Hope to get to the office faster.
Fifteen minutes drive, finally Asya arrived at Vandra's Group.
Asya parked his car. Then get out and run small to the available elevator. The sixteen floor was his current goal.
Ting..
Elevator door opens.
"Fa..What the hell?? You didn't?? you woke me up earlier!!" Asya scowled angrily at Fany, who managed to wake her deep sleep this morning.
"He. he.. Sorry Sya. earlier Mr. Darma nyari lo. So I had to call you. I've been there, you met Mr. Darma in his room.." Fany pushed Asya's body towards the room of Mr. Darma who was not far from where they were.
Tok..
"Now.." There was a voice from within that allowed Asya to enter.
Asya opened the door and closed it again. He walked slowly towards the middle-aged man who was his current superior, "Good morning sir.. Can I help you??"
"Thank God you came.. There's something important I need to talk to you about.." The old man moved out of his chair, toward the sofa not far from where he was.
Asya followed him slowly. "What's important, sir??" Asya asked curiously.
"You've been my secretary for three years. You also know, a year ago my pain returned to relapse. So I decided to take a break and get some treatment. Less than a year or two."
Asya. His mind digested the meaning of this superior, he said hesitantly, "So... did my father mean fired??
Asya scrunched his forehead, a sign of lack of understanding. "Father's father??"
"Yes.. Name's Reva. He previously worked in America. Because the progress of his work there is good, I ask him to replace me while here.."
"Oo. that's so.." Asya nodded lightly.
"Oh yes Asya.. My niece is a bit of a bitch. So I hope you can understand him and work well together.."
"Well. ready sir. I'll try.." Asya assented swiftly.
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A smile fell on the lips of a handsome man sitting alone in a cafe. Many women glanced, watching the seemingly happy man.
His hand seemed to be holding a worn-out piece of photo. The photo shows a beautiful girl in a school uniform. "I'll see Asya soon.. Just wait a minute." For a moment his gaze seemed cynical. Like a hater.
"Honey.. You must have waited a long time, right??" A woman came to the man. His hands are spoiled, full of love.
"Not too long Esfi..". The man answered, without changing expression.
The woman snorted, her face turned wry. "You haven't changed Zidan!! We haven't seen that for a long time.but how did you get that same as me??"
Zidan bersedik, can not stand the attitude of his lover. "Lo knows my attitude is indeed rich gini Esfi.. If you don't accept it, we'd better pu..".
Esfi dangan quickly covered Zidan's mouth with his palm. He didn't want to hear the phrase he'd heard so many times, "Yes, I won't be that rich anymore.."
Silent moment.
Unintentionally Esfi saw the photo that Zidan was holding. His eyes were round, his face was back. He knew the woman, "Zidan the photo you held, Asya's photo right??"
Zidan turned his head, seeing Esfi was annoyed. "It's none of your business. You asked me to come here to why?!"
"I told you to come here, want to ask you to make memenin I'm shopping darling.."
"Yes, come on!! If I don't go home."
"Yes. yeah.. Let's go.." Esfi drew Zidan's hand and led him to go outside the cafe. They also leave.