My Wife's Nurse

working pressure

"sit down!!"

"get ready sir, sorry"

"don't apologize anymore!"

"well sir.."

"Wood, come here for a second!" then they are seen talking about something. after nodding understand Bayu typing a message to the hrd section

"bring the file of the girl who draped the flowers to the ceo, now also the meeting room!" a message was sent to madam, she held back a smile

"as if someone is curious about someone" murmured bu pasih, but he did not want to make a scene, just know it yourself.

it did not take long, the Humaira file was in the hands of the son, the file was directly in between by bu asih.

"is there something you want to say?"

"no sir"

"please get out then!"

"sorry sir, did Humaira make a mistake?!" asih asked while glancing at Humaira who was sitting deathly pale in her chair.

"no, you can go out" replied the son briefly

"well sir, excuse me"

the son nodded, then focused on reading cv daei humaira, all read without being missed. suddenly he chuckled while covering his mouth, then looked humaira funny.

"do you like to sing?!"

"sorry sir?!"

"didn't you hear my question?!"

"yes sir. I like" Humaira looked down at a strange question she thought.

"what song do you like best?!"

humaira was silent for a moment, a question that made no sense to her.

"i have a dream"

"chant for me!"

"sorry sir?!"

"stop apologizing! and start singing!"

"sorry sir! my condition is not fit to sing" declined humaira, actually he was embarrassed.

"means you're cheating, in cv you write your hobby of singing."

"yes sir, but not while I'm working"

"do it, because it's my command!"

"i'm not confident singing in front of you sir, I'm ashamed" Humaira bluntly

"stop being there! sing to me now!!!" the son looked at the girl sharply.

humaira took a deep breath, she began to regulate her breathing.It had been a long time since she was singing, considering that she was always preoccupied with a lot of work, and some personal problems..

*i have an adream...

a song to sing...

to help me cope...

anything...

if you see the wonder...

a very tile...

you can take the feature..

even if you feel...

beliven angel...

some time good in everything I see...

beliven angel..

when I know the time is right for me...

I'll cross the stream...

I have adream*....

humaira sings melodiously, making her heart relax and the stress that from just now wrestled away instantly vanished.

"well, your voice is good enough for the amateur class"

"thank you sir"

"please have lunch!"

"sorry sir?!"

"are you deaf?!"

"no sir"

"i said, accompany me to lunch! I don't like to talk twice!"

"well sir!" humaira wakes up to call mom

"want what are you?!"

"sorry sir, I'd like to call maasih to prepare your lunch"

"no need, we're eating out"

"sorry sir?!"

"don't apologize anymore!"

"well sir!"

"dad, get my vehicle ready!"

"well sir!" immediately bayu out, and ordered the driver to immediately prepare the vehicle. lapse 5 minutes the baby is back and tell that the vehicle is ready.

the son woke up and immediately stepped out, suddenly his steps stopped seeing no Humaira beside him.

"why are you so slow?!"

"sorry sir, but where are we going?!"

"must I repeat my command?!" the son replied less than pleased

"sorry sir!"

"well sir!!"

gosh darn..

in the heart of Humaira sat down, want to be taken where he was, and when going to enter the car again he was confused to sit where.

"get in!"

"well sir, but where am I sitting?!" looking next to the driver there was a secretary baby.

"do I need to explain where you're sitting?!" the son stared intently, then turned his head towards the back bench right next to his

"die me.." inner humaira.

"you're so slow!"

"sorry sir!!"

"you...!!!"

"get ready sir, I was wrong!!"

"stop pissing me off! you were acting stupid from earlier!" the son stared hard

"maa.. uh. ready for the wrong sir!"

"hhh....!!! that's it!!!" the son is getting upset.

from the front bench the baby is more astonished by the behavior of his employer, inexplicably this girl became the victim of her master's age today. Humaira looks so frightened and awkward

"did I make a mistake sir?!"

"hush off and tell the driver where we're going to lunch!"

"sorry sir, but I..."

"stop apologizing!!! you are testing my patience!"

"maa. uh. yes sir. but I don't know what kind of menu you like!"

"you don't recognize your boss"

"get ready sir. I was wrong!!"

"you really don't appreciate me!!"

"sorry sir, I didn't mean to..."

"already!! sir! take us to the city's most famous seafood restaurant"

"ready sir!!" answer drivers

"you hear?! what do I like about the menu?!"

"get ready sir, I heard!" drver again replied

"not you! I'm talking to this girl"

gee whiz...

"get ready sir, I hear!" great-granddaughter Humaira. his heart felt willing to be dislodged because the boss type son who is very moody. really exhausting his task today, so inner

"you memorize everything, what I like and what I don't like! bayu will help you explain to you!!"

"do you mean sir?!"

"you're my personal assistant!"

"what sir?!! he means I aspri mister during this jambi!?" humaira strongly objected.

"yes! and next! you have to come with me, where I'm going!"

"well sir.."

"including when I get back to the capital!"

"sorry sir!? I don't understand!"

"i'll marry you!!"

"what?! sir you're not funny..."

"i can't be funny. I'm serious!"

"sorry, but I'm not ready!" answer humaira firmly

"you're wrong, I'm assigning you to be my wife!"

"that's beyond the contract, I'm your employee, not your wife!"

"i'll marry you!"

"i'm not ready!"

"you must be ready!!"

"no, thank you!"

"i don't like rejection!"

"sorry I don't care!!"

"you dare to argue with me,!"

"for this I dare! this is my privacy!"

"you'll be my wife, this is my final decision!"

"sorry sir, I am not your business tender!"

"you're my employee!"

"right, and you're my boss! you have no right to interfere in my personal affairs!!" humaira was upset, she replied firmly. This crazy ceo said things as he pleased from earlier.

"you have no authority to challenge me!"

"that if I am concerned with work, beyond that I am entitled to myself!"

"you're hard keoala, dare to argue with me again I'll marry you tonight!"

"stop threatening me sir, you're such a freak!"

"you're mocking me?!"

"sorry sir I didn't mean to!"

"don't say that word again!!!" the son snorted angrily.he was offended to get a rejection from Humaira.

bayu smiled wryly.he was astonished by the behavior of his master.

"come on, sir. You're not gentle man at all!!" whispers in his heart.