My Friend, My Idol Husband (Julia & Edward)

The blood?

“Include your new secretary,,,”

“Julia Marsha,” cut the man named Edward Anggara and Mr. Ardian nodded.

“Good, you can go Mr. Ardian. Let me explain what Miss Julia has to do,” her orders and then Mr. Ardian left me and Mr. Edward in the room.

Mr. Edward stood with a map and walked towards me. I'm still standing not far from his desk.

“These are the tasks you have to work on. I hope you can learn it quickly!” he pushed the map he brought to me.

“Good, Sir,” I received the map from his hand.

“You can learn it at the table over there,” the command points to the table I saw first.

I opened the map I just received from Mr. Edward. It turned out that I had a lot of work to do and most of it was taking care of Mr. Edward's personal matters.

Yes, it is only natural that my duty is to take care of His needs, for now I am his assistant.

Okay.

Julia's spirit!

It doesn't feel like it's nearing lunch time. The needle of the wall clock has already shown the clock eleven fifty minutes. My stomach has also been asked to be filled.

I see Mr. Edward is still focused on the screen in front of him.

Look at my new boss, too, handsome. Her skin is pure white, she must be expensive treatment. Pinched nose. His brownish-colored eye beads added to his allure. His black hair and stylish undercut look increasingly add to his good looks. His body is tall and athletic.

Oh, so handsome.

Devan, I think I've found your replacement now. Huss, don't think no Julia! He's your boss now.

“Julia, Julia, JULIA!!” I was overwhelmed by my daydream. Sir Edward waved his hand in front of my face.

“Ah, Yes, Sir,”

“I don't like it if my assistant likes to daydream,” scolds him.

“Sorry, Sir. I will not repeat it,” obviously I apologize for my carelessness.

“You checked my schedule today?”

God, I don't know his schedule today. How'this?

“Sorry, Sir. I haven't checked,” again I'm sorry.

“Open your desk drawer!” I opened the drawer. “Take that tablet and open it. There's my schedule today! Get ready quickly, we go now!” I haven't opened it yet, I've been told to leave.

To be honest, I'm still not comfortable with my new boss. Now I'm just with him in the car. Doesn't he have a driver to drive him anywhere? I should have driven because he's my boss. But he refused when I offered to drive.

Today's schedule is lunch with Mr. George in the Grand Savana, the city's largest five-star hotel. Arriving in front of the hotel, we were directed to the VVIP hotel meeting room.

Lunch with Mr. George did not last long. After some topics of conversation about the work project with us are finished, Mr. George said goodbye as he was leaving for Singapore soon.

On the way to the office.

“What do you think about the project with Mr. George?” the question breaks the silence.

“If in my opinion this is a project that greatly benefits our company. Apparently, you have a special strategy to win the hearts of clients, Mr.”, I replied and praised him.

Not wanting to be a sycophant. But that's the truth. Mr. Edward was very piaway in lobbying his clients until Mr. George who in fact is very difficult to be invited to cooperate by several companies can be happy to work with his company.

“Mr. George is my mother's cousin. There was no way he would refuse to cooperate with the company. But you're good at being two-faced, too. Do not – do not you the type of employee who likes to praise his boss in front and vilify him behind,” he said lightly.

Heh. Tau so I ogah muji-muji him.

“I'm not like that, Sir. Prejudicing bad to others is not good for health,” I said annoyed.

“Hahaha.”

Uh he's laughing. So sucks.

Arriving at the office I read again the rules and duties of being assistant to this handsome but annoying deputy director. And study the files that are on my desk.

The job is not too difficult for me. I can easily understand what my job is.

Days have changed, I've been working two months as Mr. Edward's assistant. Although he sometimes sucks, but many good sides in him. In these two months I have been watching him often.

As of today, we have just returned from a meeting with a client in the suburban area. On the way back to work, he ordered dozens of bento boxes at a fast food restaurant. I think he'll share it with his employees at the office because his cooperation with the client went smoothly.

However, all the food he delivered himself to an orphanage on the outskirts of the city.

Mr. Edward is highly respected by the caretakers. He also did not hesitate to play with children – orphanage children. Teaching them to read. Read them a story book.

Handsome, hardworking, successful, kind, and loving children. What a dream man.

“Julia,” called him, whereas I was admiring him and looking at him unconsciously.

“Julia,” call him again for not getting my permission. Her tongue was waving in front of my face.

“Ah, yes, Mister,” my reply came to a reverberation.

“There's something on my face?”

“Iya, ada,” aish I'm still unconscious.

“What?”

“I.”

“Hah, what?”

Bruuukkkp. Something hit my head. Mr. Edward swiftly caught my body because of the ball played by children. Then I was unconscious. Why should I faint.

I forgot I haven't had lunch. Today I was busy preparing the files for a meeting with a client.

“Julia, wakeup. Let's go home!” mr. Edward's voice was heard in my ear.

He smiled softly. His eyes sparkled as he looked at me. My body felt a strange tremor as her hand stroked my right cheek. The smile was very reassuring, soothing to the heart. His hands were sharp when he caught me. Her chest that field while leaning me. I felt his shoulders as he lifted me up.

I woke up in a room. I scanned around the room, it looks like I'm still in the orphanage. Turns out I was dreaming. My head is so dizzy and my stomach hurts so much.

Looks like I just came out on the moon. Fluid down there has started a lot, I'm not wearing a sanitary pad. How'this?

But just now I was going to ask for help because my stomach could not be held, heard Mr. Edwar chat with the caretaker.

“Is he someone special? Because this time you brought a woman here?” ask the caretaker. It seems like their relationship is very close.

“He's my assistant,” yes, that's Mr. Edward's voice.

“Can only assistant?”

“I'll check it,”

There was a sense of disappointment when I heard the answer if I was his assistant. But that is the truth. Why should I be disappointed.

Mr. Edward went into the room where I was. The door opened and then he entered after a middle-aged woman who had been talking to him.

“You're aware? Then let's go home,” he said to rule me just like that.

The middle-aged woman was sitting on the side of the bed next to me.

“Is it better, son? Your face looks very pale. Is anyone sick?” tanyanya and I nodded.

“My head is so dizzy and my stomach hurts so much,”I replied as I groaned in pain holding onto my stomach which was very sick.

The caretaker who was introduced named Madam Lusi was fingering my forehead and neck.

“We went to the hospital sekrang,” he said with an anxious face.

“What was the impact so severe?” Mr. Edward was just as anxious to get close to me and put his hand on my forehead that was hit by the ball.

I shook my head, ”No. I just..”

“No, no. We are going to the hospital now,” Mr. Edward immediately picked me up but I was immediately thrown again into the Mattress.

Oh it hurts so bad. Head, belly now plus my waist and buttocks for being thrown into the mattress.

“Blood?” Mr. Edward's face turned pale as he looked at the blood on both of his hands.

My menstrual blood has gone everywhere.