
~I'm still the same. But things changed me a little bit for me to be more mature. Month
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Finished getting to know each other, everyone went straight to the dining room. Don't ask how the Moon is doing right now. Intentions gathered the family to let go of longing, instead he was presented by an old man who made him arrogant because of the sharp gaze that continued to lead to him.
The atmosphere of the room seemed quiet just the clang of a spoon that sounded and Rafa who sometimes blabbed unclear. When the Moon was about to take a side dish apparently someone was also trying to take a side dish that the Moon would take. The moon also looked up
deg....
The gazes of the old man and the careless girl met with his fierceness. The moon tried to pull but the man did not want to lose. Finally they pull each other to pull the fried chicken using each fork.
srek srek
Until his mother spoke up while shaking her head.
"Moon, you eat fish. Let the fried chicken go for Dirga's son." Sontak made Moon pull her spoon and the fierce gaze she kept on giving to the man in front of her.
Dirga pulled her lips smiling sideways
"This sloppy girl turns out to have great guts. Just look, I will make your gaze bow before me." he murmured inwardly.
After dinner, they headed to the family room. Bang Vishnu had said goodbye because Rafa had fallen asleep.
"The moon is also saying goodbye to the room first ya buk, sis." said the Moon to avoid annoying humans that.
"This is the deck. Someone wants to talk about Dirga with you." prevent Alyssa so that the Moon does not move from her seat.
"ehem...So this is the Moon, I want to offer you a job. I need employees in my office. All my permission is for my mother to allow Moon to work with me. I also discussed this with Alyssa. How's Ma??" Dirga to the point.
"If you really support-congratulations, especially now find a difficult job. So this may be the best for a career-starting Month. Moreover, the cooperation of Dirga, so the mother will not worry about the Moon. Isn't that right, son?? you agree, right??" She set her eyes on the moon as if asking for approval.
The moon couldn't believe what her mother said. His mother gave a statement not a question.
"i.iya buk agreed." she replied forcedly.
"Well tomorrow you can come directly to my company. Here's my business card, there's my address and my phone number." Dirga handed over his card with a triumphant smile.
"The new game is about to begin. Welcome to the hell of torture, sloppy girl!!" he said in his heart.
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the next day...
The moon was preparing to wear the grey suit given by her sister. He pushed his hair back and wore a little makeup polish to reinforce his look.
"The moon goes first. Assalamualaikum." he kissed his mother's hand and cheek.
"Be careful on the road don't speed. The waalaikumsalam."
Arriving in the yard of the motor home has been prepared, Mr. Maman, the driver and gardener of our house.
"Thank you sir, the Moon is leaving first. Assalamualaikum." He grabbed Maman's hand and kissed him.
"Waalaikumsalam. Be careful to bring the bike." he replied in reply with a nod and the thumb of the Moon.
Arriving in front of the gate he was intercepted by a masked man then smothered his mouth.
"Emmmphh.." without thinking the length of the Moon which in fact was good at martial arts immediately elbowed the man's stomach.
"Aduuuuhhh.." the man complained in pain. Not yet he had time to unmask the attack from the Moon's shoes had been targeting the padded head.
"Aarrrrggggh.... Bulaaaaaaan." shouted the man. The one who felt his name called felt familiar with that voice.
"Eh.. kayak knows," muttered the Moon. When the man unmasked the Moon was immediately jumped in shock and immediately left the bike. "Bimaaa" instead of helping Bima, the Moon even pinned down the anxious Milky Way.
"Eh bushel. Forgive Lan."
"Bodo very!! my business has not been done. I'm hustling. Later again fight it." said the Moon immediately gas left Bima in pain.
"Woyyyy the base of the Crescent Moon look out for you." he shouted to usher in the departure of the Moon.
Mr. Maman who had witnessed the two young people was just a head bobble.
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arriving at Baskara Group Company
For a moment he raised his head above the towering building.
"the opposite is also his bokap company hahaha" muttered Moon mocking his old man
uh, wrong. No use - it. can-can bloom his nose kalo sampe keceplosan 😆
He immediately headed to the reception desk to inquire about the HRD room
"Excuse me mbak. I want to apply for a job here. May I know where the HRD room is?" ask the Moon politely.
"Whose name is mbak?" The receptionist asked back.
"Wait a minute."
It appears that the receptionist contacted someone first by mentioning the name of the Moon.
"Wait a minute here. Soon Mr. Marcel is down." said the receptionist.
Without much to ask the Moon also mengyakan words receptionist. Busy looking outside the room to see the traffic of the vehicle, suddenly the sound of something surprised him.
"Sorry, with Miss Moon?" greet the man politely. "Include me Marcel Mr. Dirga's personal assistant" he continued.
The moon stood up and returned the hand of the handsome man in front of her.
"Moon" she answered briefly. The man smiled sweetly as well.
"All right let me take you to Mr. Dirga's room." take the man.
"Sorry, don't I have to go to the HRD room first to submit this file?"
"That's easy business, miss. Mr. Dirga is waiting for us. let's." take him again.
They also walked to the elevator and to the greatness of Mr. Dirga.
tok tok...
Once there was a message from within they came in.
"Excuse Me, Sir. I have brought Miss Moon here." he said very politely but firmly.
"OKAY. You can come out." he replied in a haughty tone. "Sit down" he ordered the Moon to sit opposite him
"This is your contract of employment. Valid for up to 1 year." he added by submitting a paper sheet ready to be laced with signatures.
Months read from beginning to end the contents of the contract letter. He couldn't believe the letter. Because there are some points that incriminate him and the most striking is "Everything the Boss says is an order and there is no rebuttal" and many more that make the Moon upset. Moon knows Mr. Dirga wants to oppress him because he is still vengeful by the incident at the airport yesterday.
"Alright sir, please start your game" he murmured inwardly with a sly smile.
"Does anyone mind? It should not exist because it includes me lighten up. Usually that being my secretary would be harder than that." he explained with his slanted smile "The game is about to start."
"alright. Where will I sign?" speak the Moon calmly.
Mr. Dirga was a little shocked by this crazy girl in front of him. Because he did not protest at all with the contents of the contract letter that he deliberately complicates. He just looks calm.
"Have you read it clearly?" he tried to master the mimic of his face to keep it looking cool. The question was answered only by the nod of the Moon's head. "Please here" Mr. Dirga invited the Moon to sign.
"It's sir." The moon handed over the contract paper.
"Well tomorrow will be your first day at work. Get ready" he said "be prepared for the grueling work and games I'm going to make."
"Thank you sir, excuse me." said Moon politely.
Dirga who has confirmed his body preparing to be held by his hands by the Moon ends zonk. The month just passed after the accident.
"Wait," stop Mr. Dirga. "You can ask my assistant where your room is. And this file of yours. leave it to him" he ordered.
"Okay sir, excuse me." said the Moon again.
"siaaaa. I wish he would shake my hand." His anger in his heart cursed his stupidity.
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"Excuse me Mr. Marcel," the Moon approached his assistant boss.
"Can I help you, miss?" Marcel stood up from his seat.
"Please show me where the room is going to be."
"It's right next to Mr. Dirga's room, miss." Marcel showed me the room.
" Okay, Mr. Marcel, thank you. Tomorrow I will start working. Please guide her." The moon said politely.
"Of course, miss. I'm glad to be able to help you." Marcel smiled sweetly.
After leaving the company where he will work, Moon plans to shop to the mall first to buy some of his work clothes. A little to forget his heart's frustration. Because the old man did not say if he would be placed as his personal secretary. If he knew from the beginning he would have rejected the offer. Because it must always be in front of you with that handsome pretentious face.
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