My Devil Man's

MDM - Part 2

Zidan was sitting quietly in his apartment. Squeeze a cigarette between his lips, then suck and exhale slowly. His mind wanders thinking of tomorrow. "Lo pantesnya I atain Sya??" He muttered, asking as if there was a woman in front of him.

He still remembers, two days ago Omnya offered a position that was so tempting, for him who was still a novice businessman. He did not expect, that the offer would lead him to meet the figure of the woman he hated.

(Two days ago)

"Om what did you call Reva* here??" Zidan approached the middle-aged man who was still sipping warm tea casually in the backyard of a spacious house.

(*A family nickname for Zidan)

The man then looked up. Finish the last shred before putting the cup on the table. "Oh Reva's..Sit down first, there's nothing to say about it"

Zidan sat across from his omnya. "Om gonna tell you what??"

The man sighed, setting it in tune with his old body that was beginning to be gnawed at by the disease. "It looks like Om should take a break.. Om's disease begins to recur again, so Om want you to change Om temporarily Reva... would you like??"

Zidan blinked his eyes once in a while, trying to understand the meaning of his Omnya words. "What do you mean, I'm changing Om to CEO of Vandra's Group??"

He just nodded slowly.

"But Om, Vandra's Group is not a small company. I have no experience with that.."

"You calm down, Reva. You just attend the inauguration of the new CEO and run the company well after that. For all matters concerning your position, Om set."

"But.." Zidan still refused.

"Reva. your work quality is good and it has been recognized by various parties. Besides, if you have a little trouble later, you can ask your secretary for help.."

"Secretary??" Zidan asked confusedly.

He nodded slowly, "He's a competent secretary who worked with Om for three years. Her name is Asya Arsellia. Even if you're young, the job's good, so you're definitely not burdened.."

Zidan was not interested in the quality of the woman's work. He focused on the name he mentioned. "Okay, I accept.."

"Gue sure it must be lo!! Wait a minute, we'll see you again.." Inner cynical. I don't know what despicable plan he's going to launch on Asya.

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Asya Arsellia POV

Today I went to the office an hour later. Because Mr. Darma told me to prepare some important documents and a daily schedule for our new CEO.

I drove more leisurely, not like yesterday. This time it was quieter.

Twenty-five minutes later I arrived. I parked the car and headed for the elevator and pressed the sixteen button, the floor of my destination.

I stepped slowly and knocked on the door and heard a voice letting me in. A familiar voice, but I don't know where I've heard it.

I entered that room. Looks tall man and wearing a neat suit is standing in front of the window, behind me. "Excuse me sir. I am Asya, the secretary of the father who was sent by Mr. Darma."

Instantly he turned around. And..

Deg..

Instantly I could only be silent, staring at the man I hated so much was now in front of me. His black bead looked at me sarcastically, full of hatred. Like I got seven years ago. The look that made my life ruined, was not restless.

He slowly approached me. "We will meet Asya again.." Simple but piercing words, out of his mouth.

Hand deliberately stroking my cheek rough, I brushed it off. "So your attitude is Zidan!! It's office!!"

Hearing me say he just smiled devil. "Call me Mr. Zidan from now on!! Now I'm your boss!!"

"What?? No way it is!! Said Mr. Darma, Mr. Reva who replaced him..". I tried to refute his statement.

He chuckled strangely, "I'm Mr. Reva whom Asya meant.. I'm Zidan Revandra!!" He emphasized those two syllables (Reva) before me.

He was still looking at me and now I could only look down, hoping that the events of seven years ago would not happen again.

Seven years ago, it was an event that brought me down. The departure of mamah and papah was not the only ordeal for me.

The depraved accusation, this man gave me. An unsubstantiated accusation that made me lose it all. My friends don't even want to be friends with me anymore.

My pride he's smudging. He accused me of being the destroyer of his family, and I didn't even understand what he meant. Crying was of no use at the time. I even had time to think about ending my life and papah and mamah.

"Asian!!" Zidan called me rude, made me come back to my senses.

"Prepare.. There is an important meeting with JK Group later, you come. Don't forget to bring the relevant documents.." After he said it he left.

I prepared the necessary documents and followed them in silence. Unconsciously my eyes glazed over, which I just hope all goes well.