Shinta Jonathan's

Daren Reynaldo Again

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The new secretary is in the experimental stage. Aye right. It was Daren Reynaldo. The thirty-year-old man shuddered stiffly at the sight of his boss. He usually only works behind the scenes. Never came into direct contact with that cold Boss of his. At the GYM, Daren is in charge. It is his job to pay attention to every customer. Customers who come to him take care of it with a friendly and polite. Though sometimes annoying.

Since meeting Andi, Daren has learned a little how to deal with the problems that come. Like cleaning up a customer who demands this. Though it has been notified at the beginning of the rules of GYM membership. Can humans be guessed? Nah!

That's what's currently hovering in Daren's head. His boss's request to change the data on these mountain maps felt so heavy. It's not how much. Any idea what his boss's request will be much more troublesome than this.

The map - map was stacked into two parts. Right and left. In the middle of the laptop Daren lit up with a page that he had not finished. It's almost noon. But the file is still halfway through.

Hopefully it will be done on time, he said.

Daren raised his hand up. Bend his fingers until he makes a sound. It was painful to sit quietly in front of the laptop while digesting the contents of the files repeatedly. A little wrong with his life being over.

Joe Dimata Daren is scary. How not, at the GYM even though he explained the various needs in the GYM place casually, his view remained sharp. Can't smile a little, even if it's a charade.

That's Joe at work. Different again when he had to do a small skit, he was able to do it. It's just that Daren has never seen that.

"Huuuhh.... I want warm coffee." murmured - murmured softly. Daren calls Nana to make her a cup of coffee.

Daren opens the next file. Read slowly and then Daren typed again. Focus on the laptop in front of him.

A few minutes passed, Nana entered Daren's work room with a tray filled with Daren's orders. Nana looked into Daren's sharply focused eyes.

Daren is good too. Than that fierce boss asking for mercy. Nana

Nana placed the cup slowly in front of Daren. With his sweetest smile.

"Please sir."

"Thank you Nana. Oh yes please tidy up the files that I have completed. Put it back together."

"Good sir." It's called luck. Nana's heart whispered with excitement. Not expecting even though the weekend must work, he can be alone with Daren. Who knows, he could have charmed this handsome secretary.

"Sir, can I help you type? My fingers are good at typing in front of the laptop." Tawar Nana's. The smile was not separated from her red lips.

"No. Thank ye. When you're done, get out." Daren said flatly. I'm not gonna charge this job with anyone else. If I want to die, I will die alone with my struggle.

"Eh, fine sir." Nana grasped the map and squeezed slightly. Ih. How hard is it to get close to him anyway? Grumbling in the heart. Nana cleared the file according to Daren's orders. Then take her out of Daren's office.

Darren's busy again. Finishing the files next to it that are still piling up. Study each piece and write it neatly on his laptop. Several times his forehead was wrinkled. He has to think hard to finish his job quickly.

There's an incoming call on the phone nailed to his suit. Shaking and ringing he wanted to reach. Haaaahhh... Who's bothering me? I'll see you later, ' said Daren.

Daren's pale. See who's calling. He was the boss who called. With all his hesitation he pressed the green button and shifted it.

"Hallo Mr."

"It's over?" the voice belonged to Joe.

Glug. Instantly Daren's mind went limp. It's just noon and Joe's been asking about his job? Just kill me young master!

"Be-yet sir." Daren. His lips spoke that word. It could be that there will be anger from the cellular connection. Or yell at his ear drum. He kept the phone away from his ear slowly.

"Bring everyone to my house later. If it doesn't finish this afternoon. You're done." tut. The connection was cut off.

I'm starting to get frustrated. Crazy one! I'd better deal with a chatty customer. Mother - a socialite mother who wants an ideal body but eats a lot. It's crazier than that.

Daren stomped his right leg. His hand pressed down on the temple which started twitching. Why should he get this obnoxious boss. Really Shit!

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