My Only One's

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Galang walked into the Nikolai Group building with light steps. It felt different, like he had just gotten something new, though not completely. It seems that marriage has a positive influence on him.

Some people seem to notice. The news of the wedding was of course already spread among employees and had become a byword since last weekend.

"Good morning sir." Some of them immediately greeted.

"Morning." Galang answered their greeting.

"There's a simple gift from us sir." A woman known as the receptionist handed her a paper bag, followed by several other employees who handed her some parcels.

"We heard about the wedding but sorry about …."

"Oh, about that. Yes ... actually do not bother because it is not celebrated as well. We kept it closed for one reason or another. So .. yeah, that's it." Error answering.

"Yes sir, we understand. But this is just a little bit as a congratulation, hopefully useful."

"Ah, yes thank you." Galang nodded his head.

"Goodbye, sir." Others alternate.

"Yes, thank you." Galang still received the other parcels.

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"Well, today many give gifts?" Dimitri greeted as soon as the assistant arrived on the 20th floor moments after him.

"They know sir?" Galang put the parcels on the secretary's desk.

"Obviously, the second person in Nikolai Group to get married." Dimitri answered.

"Who announced it?"

"Om Andra's. Haha." The boss laughed.

"Why should it be announced now?"

"Why indeed? Want secrecy?"

"It's not so sir."

"In order to look like a bachelor? It's so good for your life?" Dimitri sauntered into his room.

"Duh?" Galang.

"Don't listen. He's just pissed off that he's gonna be left for Rania to Argentina." Clarra laughs.

"Isn't he?"

"Yes. Rania has to leave tomorrow."

"Oh, .. pity."

"It's true."

"Hm …."

"Oh yeah, good luck with your new life." Clarra then reached out to shake hands.

"Sorry yesterday couldn't come, we have a lot of work" he continued.

"Oh, it's okay. But thank you." He welcomed his hand.

"How is Amara doing now?" Then Clarra asked.

"Better, he can already sit alone now."

"Thank God, hope you recover faster huh?"

"Hmm ... later this week she had surgery on her face, so it's possible for next week I'll be taking a leave of absence. You know, I need to be with him after surgery."

"Don't worry about it, I've arranged it for you."

"really?"

"Yes, so .. just relax."

"Thank you, Clarra."

"Together."

"Well, where's our job for today?"

Clarra handed over a stack of documents to Galang.

"Is there an exit schedule?" Then the man asked.

"Nothing, just checking some project documents and maybe a little discussion with Dimitri."

"What discussion?"

"Placement of several positions for Darren and Daryl."

"Oh, they haven't taken the position they should have?"

"For now it is still in the experimental stage, but their development is quite good. Especially Darren, he is the most diligent about work. Daryl is standard. He tends to be relaxed, but for the whole good."

"really?"

"Yes, I checked it out."

"Good Cla, it should be my job but because lately there's been a lot of problems …."

"It's okay, we're a team, right? As long as I can, I will try to handle it.

"Thank you Cla, you're the best." Galang smiled.

"Oo, I won't deny that." The woman laughed.

"Well, I have to work now. Titip these gifts, I'll take them home in the afternoon." Then he entered Dimitri's room.

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Daryl followed Nania with his eyes when he found the girl walking on the sidewalk carrying a tote bag. While he was in the car in a traffic jam because of a red light after his return from a business meeting that afternoon.

"Mm .. Yeah, I think I should go somewhere, so please handle that one, Ken? Can you?" tell the guy at the end of the phone.

"Okay sir, for that one I can handle."

"Thank you, I have to leave immediately." And then the conversation ended.

Daryl immediately drove his black Mercedes Benz GT63S as soon as the traffic light turned green.

"Hey Junior High, where are you going during the day like this?" Then he stopped near the sidewalk where Nania was.

The girl ducked down to see who the figure who asked her was.

"God! Why should I see him?" murmured, slowly.

"Hey, I'm asking you! Why not answer?" Daryl raised his voice.

Nania blew her breath out loud, then put on a pretty sweet smile.

Daryl turned the eyeball.

"You need to bring food for Brother Ara Pak to the hospital" he continued, showing the tote bag in his hand.

"Why are you walking? Are there no vehicles that can be boarded?"

"Temen-temen in the busy shop sir, order ojek online from earlier the canp continues. This is just gonna try again." He showed me his cell phone screen.

"Hm …." Then an idea popped into Daryl's head.

"Let's get in" he said later.

"Sorry Sir?"

"Let's get in!" Daryl shook his head.

"I mean Father?"

"Are my words less clear? I said get in!" The man half shouted.

"You mean, I got into Dad's car?" Nania pointed to herself.

"You think?" Daryl was upset.

The girl looked around her, and there was no one there.

"Quick! We will make a traffic jam!" Daryl opened the car door from the inside.

"City …."

"Naniaa!!!" Daryl growls.

"Yes sir, yes." The girl also came in.

"Why so far? So slow are you?" Daryl returns to his car, while Nania keeps her mouth shut.

Hold Nania, don't be affected. Assume whatever he says is just a crumpled cassette tape. His inner.

"From Ara's four employees, why are you the busiest? To the market yes, service on the front yes. Go between like this. Not that there are also two male employees, right? They should have been more nimble." Daryl started the conversation.

"Dad you call me that slow?" Nania answered with a question.

"No, I mean why is it always you?"

"Yes why not? His name is also work, as long as we can work why should we be with other people?"

"Your answer …." Daryl shook his head.

"What does my father want me to answer? Because it was told that? Yes, it is not. We all have the same responsibilities, and this is my part."

The man rolled his eyeballs.

That's a good answer. Doesn't show that he's just a graduate of Junior High. He murmured in his heart.

Nania glanced at him.

"God himself, what is on the road during the day? Not work. Want to work in a family company even run?" Nania with plain but thin.

"What did you say?"

Erratum! He really is a Junior High kid. His way of speaking showed that his education was low. His words were always this bicycle when speaking and he had no sense of identity. If only he knew what I could do as a member of the Nikolai family, I guarantee he wouldn't dare.

"I'm not wandering around. I've been to a meeting with a client know? Don't just talk."

"Oh, .. yes sorry. I don't know." Nania with her cake.

"Ish, why do I always get upset when I talk to you?"

"Oo the same, I also sprained when talking to you."

Daryl.

"Udah sir, just here." said Nania when she realized she had reached the hospital.

"No need to go inside sir. You're busy, baby time."

"Huh?" The man stopped his vehicle.

"I'm down sir, thanks for the ride." Nania almost opened the car door.

"Hey?" But Daryl took his hand to stop him.

"Yes sir?"

"Umm ... If I order lunch you can drop to the office?" Daryl just spoke.

"Can I, when? If you can't now. I'll drop off for Ara."

"Yes, .. mungkiin .. tomorrow or ... ."

"Oh .. can-can." Nania nodded.

"Eh, not in the office there is also a cafeteria? Why messages?"

"I ... want .. food from Ara's shop."

"Oo .. okay okay. How many servings?"

"For me."

"Is that? Good. For lunch?"

"Maybe I'll order dinner once in a while too if there's overtime." 

"Okay Sir. Just tell me when I can start intervening."

"Hmm .. well, I'll call."

"okay."

"But I don't have your number?"

"Mr chat to the official number of the store. Know right? If you don't know, you can go to your social media account. Must know."

"But it …."

"Pamit Sir. Thanks again." The girl finally really came down.

Daryl was stunned.

"Eh, you don't want to go there?" Nania ducked back to look at the man in the car.

"Umm ... I .. was busy." he replied, who then returned to his car and left the place.

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