
Now Mila was trapped on the shadow of Altair's face, the face with the second
the black eyeball looked even darker as it was shrouded in a fog of passion.
“Have finished the report I requested this morning, Miss Mila?” ask
Altair scattered the daydream of Mila who was still glaring at Altair
“Ah yes sir, here's the report” replied Mila then rose from
her chair
Mila was frightened when she approached the table of her boss
“You why? “
“Why what sir?”
“Your body is shaking, do I look so creepy that
you scared like this?” Ask Altair on target
“Ahh.ti.no sir. I just feel hungry, I'm allowed to eat
afternoon pak” replied Mila then immediately turned away from the front of Altair though
his boss has not given him permission.
‘The timing fits once! Oh thanks god!’ Mila cheer is happy.
It was fortunate that Mila escaped the questions that might be invaded
Altair to him
—oOo—
After lunch is over is the most annoying moment for Mila,
yes because he had to go in and meet up with Altair again. The man looked at her
meaningfully, as if to say that I should have you, I will definitely
getting you.
Ahh.imagine it just make the feathers Iuduk Mila stand.
Mila tries to kill the rest of her working time today by reading, and putting
his laptop was accompanied by a pile of files in front of his desk so that Altair could no longer
glanced at him. Altair apparently knew Mila's movements so deliberately
across his secretary's desk
“What are you doing?” Altair suddenly closes the laptop screen startling Mila
“what Do You Do? Why close the laptop?”
“why indeed? You're not working on the report, are you?”
“iya all my work is done, I want to go home but not yet home hours.”
“you sick?” Altair examined Mila's forehead with her hand, making Mila's cheek
blushing because of his attitude reminded his past
“Not” Mila pushed Altair then took the bag and walked out of the room.
Outside the ceiling looked bright yet the heart of a beautiful girl was walking towards
an apartment in south Jakarta is so bulldozed.
“Lo again in the apartment right? To my unit now” shouted without caring for an answer
across the phone
“Why Mil? How do you like it?” ask Chellyne as soon as Mila gets to her unit
“Ah jerk lo! Crazy idea!”
“What happened in the office?”
“tatapan Altair the tablets. Aaakhhh crazyaaaa, afraid I'm lyne”
“means our mission was a success?”
“what success? I don't want to be tempted anymore she wears rich gini” clothes
“wait..wait. don't Mil. I'm 100% sure now that he really likes you.
He wants to have lo. And to open the cover, you have to follow the next plan”
“what else?”
—oOo—
This was the present Clarin Mila Kamila, a beautiful young girl, with rosy cheeks
and the hair of a long salon arrangement was smeared to the waist like a black opal.
Its body shape looks like a marble muse, mysterious beautiful eyes,
his feet were white as porcelain. He looks elegant with
navy blue dress on the knee made of silk that ripples every time
actuated.
Yes, his appearance used to be said to be not good. He used to always use
conservative clothing that tends to be dull but comfortable to use, and
it is always difficult to wear what clothes he wants to wear to the party
or just hangout. His flagship style is a sweater with a knee-length skirt, pigtail hair
a horse with no makeup on its face made Mila look like a bookworm
not attractive. She is now dressed in sexy and stylish clothes.
“However it is all is the past” Mumbled Mila seraya
put a lipstick on her beautiful lips.
Mila snorted but then immediately smiled back. Seulas
the smile on his lips envisaged his revenge mission on Altair.
The girl is not a saint, but she will pretend to be holy
in front of that man. The man who once dumped her. Mila's smile grew
so full of confidence. With his footsteps he came out of
the elevator door leads to the division room, past the tables that make them
Mila pecked herself in the mirror for the last time before
stepping into the General Manager's room, inevitably he adored her beauty
by oneself. Her hair which she dyed by the renowned salon was long and glistening beautifully. His skin is very
smooth as silk, the results of a famous salon treatment look radiant and soft.
Today he was determined to make Altair adore him. With a big smile he opened the door.
A man who was looking out the window glanced
direction the door opens
“Mila? You really Mila?” tanya Altair who saw Mila open
door
“Good Morning, Sir. Yes I am Mila, who else is it?”
“You are very different today”
“The book does not match, sir? Or what about sir?”
“No. You even look very suitable to wear a dress like that
than your clothes all this time”
“Only today?”
“Ya, a few days ago also” said Altair inevitably have to admit
that his secretary is charming.
“you only wear clothes like this. It's an order from me.”
His embrace while chuckling
“Okay, My handsome boss” goda Mila while grinning next door
eyes and directs his right thumb
The day passed so quickly, it did not feel like it had been nearly three months Mila.
Altair's relationship with Mila is going well because
they interact intensely almost every day.
In fact, only Mila is encountered by Altair every day,
only Mila talks and shares her, and only Mila is the only one who
altair can communicate.
Being Altair's assistant was very complicated and Mila had to learn a lot.
Doing work in an international company is of course different from
doing research in the laboratory. But Altair patiently helped and
guiding her so that Mila can smoothly do all her work.
And Altair's feelings grew more and more to Mila. Yep, yeah,
she was as beautiful as the Greek goddess in the stories of the gods. With
her hair color is beautiful, her eyes are deep, and lips are tempting.
The physical appearance of this woman must be able to conquer any man,
including Altair. Altair had seen and met the women
beautiful life. But only Mila was able to fill the recesses of her heart.
But physicality is not the main thing, Mila's gentle and cheerful attitude
that's what fascinated him. Altair gets comfortable with Mila, and starts to
misses the woman when they are not together. Hence
even during the weekend Altair deliberately gave him additional work and
he came to the office just to see his face.
‘Am I starting to like Mila?’ inner Altair with flushed cheeks.
‘Oh my goodness, I can't cultivate that feeling. I can't
using feelings on any woman’ firmly Altair tries
turn off those feelings of love that are beginning to grow.
“Pak, later today we have a meeting discussion of quality reports
monthly control. And his afternoon meeting with GM Sales” Division
it was clear that Mila who was suddenly already beside Altair
“Pak, did you hear me?”
“Ah.maaf Mila. I'm not feeling well. Can you replace me?”
“Iya sir, can. You just go home, let me handle everything.”
“Thank you, Miss Mila” said Altair while wiping Mila's hair making
Mila was shocked
“Then I go home yes. If there's anything you don't know, you
can discuss with Toni” said Altair left Mila who sculpted in
his desk.
‘What feeling is this? He doesn't know who I really am, does he?’ Mila
continue to mutter thinking about Altair's attitude that has been more bold blatantly
glanced at him and now rubbed his head.
Mila should be happy because that means Altair has come in
in Mila's trap. Yet somehow fear began to envelop him
these. He wanted to go out in this game but couldn't. He has to play it
until finished.
Until whenever Mila will never forget that incident.
Events that make Mila must fight for her values are falling.