
"Yes, of course, I'm your number one fan. When can I get your signature"
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"It's an honor, a great designer like you to be a fan of mine" Dina said as she placed her right hand over her shoulder.
"Hurry and give me your autograph, and I'll take a picture with you"
"Of course" Dina replied with a smile.
Dina gave Miss Dylan her autograph, and Miss Dylan also asked for Dina's signature.
He doesn't want to miss out like the others. Miss Dylan acknowledged Dina's ability, although Dina was a newcomer to the field but Dina was very competent.
"It's Mr. Dylan" Dina said as she handed over the book she had signed.
"Okay now we're taking photos together" Miss Dylan said, taking out her phone.
"Please take a photo" said Miss Dylan while thrusting her phone at one of her staff.
"Good"
They started taking pictures together, and lastly Dina took pictures with all the staff.
Outside Danial was smiling to see his wife well received by his employees, regardless of her status as the boss' wife.
Dina can build her own image well in the eyes of Danial employees, of course from the beginning Dina's image is indeed good out there.
The staff no one knew that she was the boss' wife, and only Miss Dylan knew Dina's status in the room.
"Let's get the boss" Dani said.
"Yes"
Danial continued his steps in following Dani to a place.
"Dani, it's his last day at the office right?" ask Danial.
"True boss"
Danial looked pensive.
"How next?" ask Dani
"I don't know either, we'll see" Danial replied.
In the afternoon.
Dina out of Danial's office, she stands in front of Danial's office with some gift boxes she receives from the staff she works with.
Dina seemed to smile when she saw the gift given by the staff.
"They are very good, even though I often scold them" said Dina while staring at the gifts given by the staff.
During his time working there, Dina had several times to reprimand the staff there. Not because of anything, but some staff did make mistakes.
But Dina did not rebuke them, Dina just rebuked them slowly and then told where the fault was and gave inputs that she thought was right.
The staff admitted their mistake and accepted Dina's reprimand, saying Dina's reprimand made them know something they didn't know and not to make that mistake again later.
Dina stepped from where she stood towards the highway. Today he had an appointment with his friends at the restaurant in front of Danial's office.
He will walk to the restaurant.
The light turned red and it was time for Dina to cross. The atmosphere there was quite quiet, only a few people passed by.
I don't know where everyone is, because usually the place is quite crowded.
Dina stepped in to cross.
Danial who stopped because of the red light came out of the car when he saw Dina crossing in front of his car.
"Dina" call Danial.
Dina looked at me for a moment.
From a distance Danial saw a motor speeding towards Dina, with Danial's swift steps running towards Dina.
"Dina look out" cried Danial.
Braakkk
"God"
Dani immediately got out of the car and went straight to Danial and Dina.
"Waiy!!" yelled Dani at the biker who ran away after grazing them.
"Mrs. Danials!!" peekik Dina's.
"Boss" call Dani in panic.
In order to save Dina, Danial was willing to get hit by a motorcycle and fell with Dina on top of him and he was on the bottom.
Dina was in Danial's tight embrace, while Danial crashed into the asphalt very hard.
People started to gather, some motorists came down to help them.
There was a traffic jam for a few moments.
Danial's on the dinghy into his car. Dina looked very panicked to see Danial grimacing in pain.
"Miss your stuff" said a girl who helped clear Dina's gifts.
Dina turned to look towards the girl.
"Thank you very much" said Dina.
"Sama-sama" said the girl then left from there.
"Quick enter miss" Dani told Dina.
"Ah yes" said Dina and directly into Danial's car, Dina sat next to Danial.
The car drove to the nearest hospital.
"Mrs. Danials"
"I'm fine" Danial said as he looked at Dina's face, trying to calm his wife who looked very panicked.
Dina looked at Danial's arm.
"Blood" said Dina stammered as she watched Danial's right elbow bleed and pierced through her gray suit.
Danial glanced at his elbow.
"Assistant Dani hurry" cried Dina in panic.
"It's fast miss" said Dani.
"Calm down" Danial said as she looked at Dina's worried face.
"How can I calm down, the blood comes out so much!" screeched Dina while looking at Danial's face.
Danial smiled.
"At a time like this you can still smile?!" nagel Dina while looking at Danial's smiling face towards her.
"I'm glad to see you're so worried about me, I'm willing to get sick all the time to see you worry about me" Danial said with a smile.
"You're crazy!" amuk Dina's.
"Yes I have gone crazy Dina, I have gone mad because you left me for so many years" Danial said, staring at Dina's face.
"Stop talking nonsense, it looks like your head hit hard earlier" said Dina while throwing her face.
Danial stared at his wife.
A few minutes later they arrived at the hospital. Danial is handled by a doctor.
Almost 1 hour and Danial just came out of the ER. Seeing Danial come out, Dina who was waiting outside since then immediately approached Danial who walked with the help of a stick in his left hand and Dani beside him.
Dani had come inside and accompanied Danial, while Dina did not dare to go inside.
"Why in the cast?" dina asked as she looked at Danial's hands and feet in the cast.
"His hand was broken, his leg was fractured and there was a cut on his elbow" Dani replied.
Dina looked very surprised.
"I'm fine don't worry" Danial said.
Dina's eyes seem to start to glaze over.
"Don't cry dear" Danial said as she grabbed Dina's cheek with her left hand. While his staff he fit between his armpits.
"Sorry because of me you." said Dina felt guilty.
Danial shook his head quickly.
"No no, this is not your fault" Danial said.
Suddenly Dina's head felt spinning, the sensitive Danial immediately caught Dina's body before her body landed on the floor.
The sisters who happened to see it came straight to them and brought Dina to the ER with the help of a gurney and some other sisters.
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