Pursuing the Love of the Handsome

Ask Hilman for Help

Before returning home from work, Hilman gave a report according to what was requested by the President. "Sir, here are some names of aspiring models who will replace Miss Clarissa!"

"Read!" devan's orders.

"Well! Read, Sir?" Hilman opened his eyes.

Devan looked at the secretary, "I want you to explain their achievements!"

"Now, Mister?" Hilman looked at his watch.

"Yes, why? You want to go home?"

Hilman forced a smile. "No, Mister. Where might I go home if you haven't come home yet" he said.

"Good then, you're overtime today!" devan.

"What, Master?" ask Hilman.

"Slow!" answer Devan. "Don't you like me telling you to overtime?" He asked back.

"Like, Master!" answer Hilman.

"Sit down and quickly read!" devan's orders.

Hilman will read one by one the model's name and achievements including the number of followers on social media. Meanwhile Devan is playing his phone.

Just read out one name, message notification on his phone. Hilman opened it and looked at it and then closed it again. He continued reading again and explaining.

When describing the second model, Hilman's phone rang and saw the caller's name. He looked towards Devan. "Sir, can I answer that?" tanyakanya.

"Yes." Yeah."

Hilman also raised his phone, just stuck in the ear suddenly he away from him and he spoke will meet later tonight.

Devan who heard the conversation of his personal secretary spoke up. "Do you have an appointment?"

"Actually after work I'm going to date her, but you told her to overtime. So forced to resign, but he was angry," replied Hilman sadly.

"What is so hard about having a lover?" ask Devan plain.

"Well!"

"Why? Is it wrong to ask?"

"No, Mister. Having a lover does not bother, who bothers it if you like someone but the sense of regret is bestowed on others," replied Hilman.

"You're mocking me?" Devan's not happy.

"It's not so, sir."

"Then what?" asked Devan loudly.

"Miss Clarissa is getting closer 'yes to Mr. Hiko Andreas, '" Hilman said deliberately.

"Why are you talking about them?" Devan's not liking it.

"So morning I read the news about them, sir," replied Hilman.

"I don't like you talking about them, just get on with your work!" devan's orders.

"Good, Master!" Hilman read back.

Because Hilman's speech makes Devan to mind and not concentrate.

Hilman finished reading out the four prospective models who will be candidates for the replacement of Miss Clarissa as brand ambassador Arta Fashion. "Master, I'm done. Which do you think would fit?"

Devan stood up from his chair, grabbing his keys and suit. "Tomorrow you explain!" said it.

"Tomorrow, Mister?" Hilman's confused.

"I didn't hear it, so repeat it again tomorrow!" his orders.

"Geez!" Hilman patted his eel.

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That night, Hilman who was dating his girlfriend suddenly became noisy because the President told him to meet. Hilman's lover left the cafe feeling annoyed.

With a feeling of annoyance, Hilman met his superior. His face was still bent as he arrived at the cafe not far from the Artama family residence.

"At last you came?" Devan smiled with relief.

"What's up, Mister?" ask Hilman ketus.

"With me to meet Clarissa" he asked.

"Why with me, sir?"

"So with whom? My only confidant is you!" revealed.

"All right, Master!" hilman.

Devan and Hilman are in the car monitoring Clarissa's apartment.

"Sir, when are we here?" hilman asked because they had been watching him for an hour.

"No, Master!" answer Hilman.

"Said my man, Clarissa came out of her apartment two hours ago. So I'm sure he'll be home soon" Devan said.

"Sir, you sent a spy just to find out information about Miss Clarissa. Why not just reveal it?" chirps Hilman.

"Why are you advising me?"

"Good, wrong again!" answer Hilman with a head shake. "Sir, it hurts so much if we harbor feelings. Especially if we know our loved one is close to others," Hilman deliberately exaggerates his speech and style of speech.

"Can't you keep your mouth shut?" devan Sentak.

Hilman covered his mouth with his palm.

-

Two hours passed, Clarissa's car was also not seen in the apartment area. Meanwhile, Hilman again closed his eyes in the driver's seat.

Devan held up his little binoculars, pointing them at the car that had just entered the parking lot of the apartment. He immediately woke up his private secretary.

Hilman gasped at the wake, rubbing his eyes. "Yes, Sir. What's up?"

"That's it, meet up!" his orders.

"What am I supposed to talk to Miss Clarissa?" ask Hilman.

"Whatever!" answer Devan.

"Well!"

"Hurry up!" her word.

Hilman got down and ran over to Clarissa and her two friends who had just got out of the car. "Miss!" call him.

The three women turned towards the voice. "Hilman, why are you here?" ask Clarissa.

"I need to speak to Miss Clarissa," Hilman replied.

Clarissa looked at her two friends and they nodded in agreement.

Hilman and Clarissa chatted a little away from Yuna and Tina.

"Say what do you want to talk about?" ask Clarissa.

"Miss, help me. Only the lady can help him!" pinta Hilman with a sad face.

"Please what?"

"Go back to Arta Fashion, for life to be quiet. I have to take some vitamins to stay fit according to the President's request. Since Miss got out of there. My life is tormented" said Hilman holding his head.

"President tortured you?" ask Clarissa plain.

Hilman.

"He hit you?"

"No, Miss. Only he told me to do an unreasonable job," Hilman replied showing a tearful expression.

"What did he say?" Clarissa curious.

"Can Miss come with me?" Hilman asked back. "I will not do evil" he tried to convince.

Clarissa looked at her friend. "I'll go there for a minute!" point it at a car.

Both of his friends agreed. Clarissa follows Hilman walking toward a parked car away from her apartment.

Devan opened his eyes when he saw Clarissa approaching the car he was riding in, his feelings now became erratic. "Why did Hilman bring her here?" inner asked.

Arriving in the car, Hilman opens the door for Clarissa. "Please come in, Miss. Mr. Devan is inside!"

Clarissa finally wants to meet her former business partner. The nervous Devan tried to act calm and cold.

Devan did not dare to speak let alone look at the woman who was beside him.

"When do we keep quiet about each other like this, sir?" Clarissa made a sound after ten minutes of silence.

"Why are you here?" devan asked, keeping his eyes set forward.

Clarissa pulled the corner of her lips, "I should have asked that. Why are you in my apartment?"

"Why indeed?"

"Is there any family, relatives or friends here?" Clarissa asked back.

Devan was silent and did not answer.

"Why silence? Is there anything to talk about? Otherwise I'll go to sleep!"

"Wait!" Devan looked at Clarissa. "Go back to Arta Fashion" she asked.

"Can't!"