Real Inheritors

arrogant sir

“What? The meeting's nine o'clock? You serious?” Risa was surprised to get news that the Singaporean client of Biantara Group was accelerating the meeting schedule that was originally to be held at lunchtime. It's eight o'clock now, and he's just getting ready to go to work with Endra.

Risa snatched her bag and rushed out of the room. At the same time, Renaldi also came out of his room.

In the house, Risa occupies one of the rooms reserved for guests downstairs. This is because Monica does not like to even threaten to leave the house if Risa occupies a room upstairs. 

“Arin, help me prepare the meeting room. I can't get there in time. Please,” pinta Risa on Arin, deputy secretary of the CEO. 

“Thank you,” he said then as well as ending the conversation.

“What's up? Was there a meeting this morning and you were late? I told you, put your bike on! Kangan listen to Endra. You're an employee, he could have asked you to leave together, the hardened” Renaldi that Monica coincidentally heard. 

“Endra!” roger Renaldi called his son.

“Pa, what the hell is screaming like?” tanya Ajeng while walking from the direction of the side porch door approached them.

“This is the Endra as good as it is. I told you Risa went to the office on a motorbike. Meeting so late ‘kan?” namel Renaldi with high notes.

“What the hell is it, Pa? There was no meeting this morning. Ask Risa. The meeting will be noon, still a long time,” said Endra who walked hastily while buttoning his shirt arms.

“Siang?” Renaldi turned to Risa with a sharpened look.

“The meeting schedule was changed to nine hours, Sir,” said Risa nervously.

“Which one? As I recall today there is only a meeting with Cyrilo's side, and it will be noon.” Endra's steps stopped in front of Risa who was smiling wryly at him.

“That meeting was advanced, Sir,” he said slowly.

“What? You mean meeting with Cyrilo's side?” Endra was surprised to hear it.

“I-iya,” nods Risa.

“Oh My God! How's this?” Endra patted his own forehead.

“I've asked Arin to prepare a meeting room, Sir,” said Risa.

“Good.” Endra was immediately relieved to hear it.

“What did you say just now, good? Stupid fool!” renaldi. “Quick go now! If our one client escapes, I'll kill you,”.

“Papa. If by the way it is guarded,” protest Ajeng.

“Starting today, Risa left on motor. Don't argue with me!” Renaldi.

Risa who heard that rushed out of the room. He ignored Endra's gaze as if he objected to his father's decision.

“Endra. Breakfast first,” call Ajeng.

“I'm late, Ma. Didn't you hear papa maki-maki Endra?” 

“Risa has departed, the room is also prepared. Soon, breakfast first,” pinta Ajeng half forced.

Endra glanced at his father, then lazily sat in the dining room to just eat one sandwich his mother prepared. Meanwhile, Monica who just got off also sat in another chair but only drank her favorite green tea.

“Monic leaves first yes, Brother,” says.

“Ma, Monic why not have breakfast? Ah, cheating. Endra also wants to go now,” grumbled Endra sambari feed the rest of the bread into his mouth. Seeing that, Ajeng could only shake his head slowly while roughing his breath.

Ajeng turned to Renaldi who was sitting on the sofa while playing his phone. Moments later, a conversation on the phone came out with who.

“You just set it up. I'll pay more as long as the project falls into my hands. Don't worry, you'll get the part too. If the project falls to another company, I'll make it harder for you. Remember, your US card is on me. You have no choice but to put that project on me. You understand?”

She looked at her husband. It's still like that. Threats, violence, even more than that which Renaldi has been struggling with. As if never satisfied with what he had, Renaldi did many ways to get what he wanted.

Meanwhile elsewhere ….

“Since when did you take over Risa's job, heh? Is Risa your boss?” snapped Monica at Arin over the phone.

“If I hear that room you prepared, pack your things today,” he concluded with a threat.

Monica smiled cynically. He would never waste the opportunity to trouble Risa. It must be nice to see the meeting plans this morning fall apart. Endra will be ashamed, and his father will surely be angry.

“I will always wait for the seconds you get kicked out of my house. Until then, don't expect you to breathe a sigh of relief,” grin Monica who returned to turn the wheel after a hundred seconds waiting for the red light to change color.

**

“What a man from Cyrilo, just change the meeting schedule. Heh, you important pretender,” grumbled Risa. As he recalled, there has never been a client who did such a shitty thing as Cyrilo Pte Ltd.

Exiting the elevator, Risa directed her steps towards the meeting room. He was stunned to see that the room had not seen any preparation at all. Risa sighed in her breath, and started to prepare the space for the meeting and all the necessary things as soon as possible. 

Fortunately, this meeting was only between the CEO of Biantara Group represented by Endra and representatives of Cyrilo Pte Ltd.

“Damian Cyrilo,” murmured Risa who briefly read the name that will follow the meeting this morning.

“As I recall their representative is Riko.” Risa was stunned for a moment then aghast, “Yes Lord. That means the one who came today, Mr. Cyrilo. It deserves to be arrogant, to change the schedule. Huft. You rich man. Not in India, not out there. Aarrgh!” Risa shook her head quickly to resuscitate herself who kept grumbling.

At exactly nine o'clock, the meeting preparation was finished. Risa may be relieved, because there has been no news from the receptionist section about the arrival of their clients.

“He hasn't arrived?” endra asked as he entered the meeting room. Next to her, Monica entered the room.

“But,” Risa bell.

“Do not know today who came Mr Cyrilo?” ask Monica.

“You mean, not Riko? Who ever met online his name is Riko ‘kan?” 

“Iya. That's Riko. And said Riko who came this time Mr. Damian Cyrilo, not him,” said Monica who then turned to Risa and said, “Eh, Risa. Where's the meeting material? You want Sister Endra to look bego huh? Cepetan grab!”

“Udah has his file on me. Lu why the same sensi Risa?” endra Delik.

“You wait for them in the lobby,” said Endra who is possessed by Risa.

Risa passed from the room while harshly wasting her breath. The more days he gets fed up with Monica.

**

Thirty minutes had already passed, and Risa was still waiting in the company lobby. Risa looks paced and starts to get upset because what she is waiting for has not come.

“Aarrgh. Bummer! I don't think I have any work?” furious Risa.

Risa was really upset, especially Endra several times called her to ask for the arrival of their guest. Up to an hour, the awaited has not yet been seen ‘his nose’. Just as Risa was about to turn her body around, a luxurious car was seen entering the company courtyard. Without a second thought, Risa walked outside to greet the arrogant master.

“I want to see, what kind of a shitty sir it is,” her wrath in the heart.

Risa stood not far from the lobby door in a respectful position complete with a forced sweet smile.

Shortly after, a beautiful woman got out of the car. Following after that a well-built man got out of the car. 

“What is the name of Mr Damian Cyrilo?” inner Risa.

The two men walked over to Risa. The closer, Damian's face became clearer. Unknowingly Risa muttered, “His handsome.”

The annoyance instantly evaporated. Risa's wait is not in vain if she is waiting for a handsome man like Mr. Cyrilo.

“Good morning. Do you need a tissue to wipe your saliva?” ask Damian flat.

Risa was flabbergasted and reflexively rubbed her lips. “Anaan anyway, no saliva?” inner Risa.

Risa became misbehaved when she realized the man before her was smiling mockingly.

“Welcome, Sir. Let's go ahead, Mr. Endra has been waiting for you since,” he said respectfully. Risa tried as much as possible to be professional even though she felt arrogant towards the handsome man before her.

“Is your master angry?” damian asked flatly as he stepped towards the lobby.

“It would be natural for Mr. Endra to feel upset. You are already one hour late from the time you set yourself,” said Risa. 

Damian turned his head, then grinned faintly. From her tone it was clear that the woman was also feeling annoyed. 

They also got into the elevator. During the elevator, Damian stared fixedly at Risa who was standing by the door. Risa who realized it was wrong and chose to look around pretending not to be aware of Damian's gaze.

The more he noticed, the woman's face reminded Damian of someone. Damian was stunned and involuntarily muttered, “Ica.”

The woman looked quickly. The look of his face look surprised, but back down because he did not want to be judged presumptuous by staring at Damian.

“Did I hear wrong?” inner Risa.

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