My Only One's

Job Promotion And Promotion

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"Why do you look so happy?" Galang stopped his work when he saw Clarra running to him who had been serving several days in Dimitri's room.

"There is good news." replied the woman with a sumringah look.

"What good news?"

"An investor from Taiwan who we met the other day agreed to invest in Nikolai Group." Clarra with a cheerful voice. He has never felt this happy about the success of negotiations with investors before.

Especially because this is an investor from abroad, and is very important for the company where they work. In addition, because this is Galang's first success as a replacement for Dimitri who carried out his duties so well.

The investor was even impressed by the percentage of the man who was so clear and capable in delivering the material, so he felt interested in continuing the cooperation.

"really?" The bar really distracts her.

"Yes, of course. You succeeded!" clarra said cheerfully.

While the man in front of him was simply stunned in disbelief.

"I told you, didn't I, that you could? And it proves that you succeeded. My feeling is good, may other negotiations be just as successful?"

"Is that?" Galang did not know how to express himself because he was confused and completely distrusted his hearing

"Ish, what's wrong with you? How strange? Your expression is that?" Clarra looked at him strangely.

"I'm just... surprised." Error answering.

"What?" Then Clarra laughed.

"Ckckck, Coral ... That's wrong." The woman shook her head.

"Saking surprised you can't express that?"

"Once again, what should I do?" Galang asked, which made Clarra laugh out loud.

"It's okay, just waiting for the signing of the deal and all the letters of agreement. Next, it works as usual. Time just doesn't know?"

"Hm ...."

"Just hmmm? You're a reed!" Clarra rolled her eyeballs.

"All right." The man returned to his job.

But instead made Clarra stunned for a while.

"Is there anything you want to say?" Galang who realized this looked up.

"Why are you so serious?" Clarra walked closer.

"What about?"

"Work is, what else?"

"Don't that be? The responsibility Mr. Dimitri has given me is huge, so I can't if I'm not serious about this."

Clarra listened to every sentence Galang said. Lately they have been talking a lot. Talk about a lot of things and talk about everything.

And they seem to fit in a lot of things. That is, whatever they talk about always meets common ground and everything is always an interesting topic to discuss.

And Clarra had never found someone so pleasant to talk to as Galang.

"Now what?" The man stopped his job again.

"Mm .. no." Clarra shook her head while smiling faintly.

"I. .. have to get back to work." The woman backed away and then turned around. And he went back to his desk in front of the room.

"Yes, so am I." And Galang returned to his work.

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"Does Papi and Mama still want to be here?" Dimitri started the conversation.

"Looks like. That okay?" Satria answered.

"It's okay. But it looks like we should go home."

"Yes, Papi understands. You guys go home." Satria stared at the rest of her family one by one.

Children and daughters-in-law, and grandchildren who never missed a day together since they arrived at the mansion owned by Nikolai. Until this last day they still often gather to warm the atmosphere that is still mourning after the death of the owner of the house.

"You too, Arfan?" ask Satria later.

"It looks so sir." Arfan answered.

"All right."

"We were waiting for Ara, but it doesn't seem like she'll ever get here. A few more days he's testing and there's a lot he has to prepare for." Dygta spoke up.

"Do not impose. Especially if they disturb the school. Honey." sergeant Satria.

"Yes, it's not Pih."

"Rania too, when do you go to the race?" The man turned to his daughter-in-law who was busy watching his twin children who were eating vigorously.

"A week away." The daughter-in-law also looked.

"good. Then Mama and Papi go home next week."

"No need to rush. If you still want to be here is okay." said Rania.

"But you want to go to the race? Where will it be?" Sofia.

"In Portugal Ma."

"uh right? Far more? What about the kids?" Sofia glanced at her two five-year-old grandchildren.

"It's okay, it's nothing to think about. About Anya with Zenya later I set."

"Do you want to stay at home with a nanny?"

"You go to Anom!" Zenya replied with a loud voice.

"What?"

"If Mommy wants to go, I want to go to Bandung just like Anom" said the boy with his wavy brown hair that began to lengthen.

"But maybe old Mommy."

"It's okay. Let's stay a long time at Anomnya's house." Anya answered.

"You too?" Dimitri.

"Yes, when Zenya to Bandung I was left alone?" said Anya.

"Will there be a Papi and a nurse?"

"No way, if Zenya to Bandung I also want to come."

"Kan Anomnya also went with Mommy?"

"There's Enin's the same Om Ega."

"But what is your school?"

"Too long Zai."

"Just two nights."

"Three days and two nights."

"Nothing, once in a while."

"Keep me alone at home?"

"You think I just stayed?"

"But usually the kids don't go?" They started arguing.

"They just go to Bandung, you can follow if you want. The same with the young ones."

"Hey, what does this have to do with him?"

"Whenever you're lonely there, is there someone you can talk to?"

"Oh yeah, how's the job you gave to Galang?" Satria shifted the subject.

"Walk well Pih. That afternoon Clarra had just reported that Taiwanese investors had been convinced, and finally they were willing to invest their money in Nikolai Group."

"really? Good one?"

"of course. I'm not wrong to leave this job to Galang. And maybe in the future I'll also involve him for some things."

"If he can count on, what's wrong?"

"Yes, he was pretty good at handling other work earlier. He will not stop until he succeeds. But for this one, Galang only needs to convince investors once and he succeeds."

"Yes, we learn fast."

"The fire knows it for itself, right?"

"Hm ...." Satria nodded her head.

"Om Arfan must be proud." Dimitri turned to his sister-in-law who looked focused on his dinner. But Arfan coughed as soon as he heard his words.

"What-what?"

"Om Arfa would be proud. He's Om's protege too, and now he can work like us."

"Mh ...."

"Good Arfan, it is not in vain that you educate him hard. And today he can prove himself." Satria.

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Galang was stunned with his phone lit up. A notification on his social media account showed something that was quite disappointing for him. When the unfollow sign in the column looks very clear. Who else if not Amara.

Apparently the girl was serious about her words. Everything slowly he kept away. Not only photos of their memories that are not on the page of his postings other than his lectures and daily activities.

And now, the only thing that can make them still be able to check each other's condition is another function.

"Hhhh ...." He exhaled his breath hard.

His head he put on the back of the chair with a view down the ceiling of the workroom of his boss.

Of course, it's been two years. His inner.

Then his attention was fixed on the door when it opened. And Clarra's face appeared.

"It's time to go home, do you still want to be here?" The girl came in.

He intended to clean up Dimitri's workbench, but stopped him from doing it because the object was neat.

"I don't think it's over so you're not out yet?"

"Once more." Arise from his chair.

"Why are you still here?"

"Not knowing." The man laughed while wearing his suit.

"Ish, you're this?" Clarra took the completed documents, then kept them in a safe place.

"You ... are done too?" Then Galang asked.

"It has. I have a schedule for tomorrow as well."

"Huh, terrific. So tomorrow I'm still replacing Mr Dimitri?" Unable to press the block button in the settings field on his social media account.

Well, if you want that, he's inward.

"Yes, it seems so. Wh why? Are you tired, huh?" They walked out of the room.

"Lumayan. It turns out that Mr. Dimitri is not easy. There is much to think about and do. Besides this, there are many more."

"You're like the one who just worked here?" Clarra locked the room, then picked up her bag on the table which was also tidy.

"I've only been with him and doing the little things." He waited for her in front of the elevator.

"Now you know how?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"And understand what you have to do."

"true."

"And then that's also what might be your job."

"Times?" They got into the elevator with the door open.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Duh?"

"Congratulations sir, you've just been promoted." Clarra patted the shoulder of her co-worker.

While Galang put his back on the shiny wall behind him.

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Connect ...

When did the Ara come out? He played his character. Why Clarra mulu?

Patience gaess, all will come out in time, ehh ... 🤣🤣🤣 Ara is still busy college chasing dreams.

Later if it is settled and he decided to go home, can be enough world Kang Dudul 😆

it's time to vote nih 😜 want dong sent a vote to enter the ranking.but like comment the same prize do not forget?

lope lope sekebon 😘😘