Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Smilingly

Now Isma was standing in front of the Boss' room, a white envelope with a letter of resignation held tightly. Sometimes Isma slowly pressed his head against the wall. He did not dare to enter, more people were inside there. It would be a shame to give them a letter of resignation.

Prince, who caught a glimpse of Isma's movements from behind a glass wall, stepped closer to open the door of his room. As soon as the door was opened, Isma who had been pacing back and forth, now fell silent.

"Lake in." Pinta Prince with her cool voice.

Isma stepped in, and when she saw Bimo, Isma smiled at him. And vice versa. The two are indeed close, even they are rumored to have a relationship more than just coworkers.

"From today, you're part of the development team." Said Prince who made the entire room silenced and wondered.

They looked at each other to find the answer to a question that seemed to be the same in their minds. Only Isma bowed lethargic, her hand clasping the white envelope tighter and tighter.

"Because you help them so much, I trust you to help them and take responsibility for this project to the end."

"Haha??" Isma was flabbergasted at the Boss's words, then began to try to digest the implied meaning of the words just now.

"But remember, you should not neglect to do all the main work and also do not get wrong in arranging my schedule. Understood?" Rigorously.

"meaning?" Ask Isma who is still confused. Whether he was demoted to be part of the development team, or even punished again.

"This is not punishment. But honor to you." Prince said as if he could read Isma's mind.

"Ba..bba..well, Boss."

"Ok, you can go, "Begging Bimo and his team to leave the room. "Except Isma." Reciprocity.

Isma who had started to step was forced to stop her steps. Bimo smiled at him while saying an encouraging word to Isma.

Isma smiled happily. He waved his hand slightly towards Bimo.

"Come here!" Prince's order that changed the smile on Isma's face to flat again.

"Is there anything you want to say?" Prince asked and his eyes stared at the white envelope in Isma's hand.

"Aaa. This is my resignation letter, Boss." Put it on the table right in front of Prince.

"Good, it turns out you're really responsible for what you say." Grab the letter, then put it in the small drawer of the table.

"This letter I keep. If it's time you really no longer want to work here, you can immediately leave the company." Rigorously.

"Good, Boss." Reply Isma firmly without hesitation and worry.

A moment of silence. 'He is truly fearless!', Prince said inwardly.

"Is there anything else the boss wants to say?" Isma asked to break the silence.

"No. Get out." Get out."

Isma also left the Prince. As soon as the door closed, "Yes, yes, yes, yes" he said happy because it was not really fired. "Aaggrrhh.." She cried later.

Prince was shocked to hear the scream, making him peek from behind the glass wall.

"It's not punishment, it's honor. Honour for overtime times.." He repeated Prince's words.

From the inside, Prince just shook his head and smiled at Isma's grumbling.

"Isma.. Isma, instead of apologizing or thanking me, eh, returned to give insults to me." Prince said while shaking his head.

His lips were still smiling, the Prince's face was even more dazzling as he smiled. If all the staff saw this smile, they would be blown away at that Arogant Boss. Even when not gathered they are crazy about his good looks.

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