
Noegha looked at Moura's face with a slightly dark color. The man was so angry because his woman refused to be picked up and found Moura being escorted by another man who was none other than her ex-husband.
"Are you stupid?" ask Noegha sarcas. "Have you gone back to that jerk?" The series of questions Noegha disappointment he presented to his woman.
Last night Moura stayed at the hotel with her ex-husband. Even the two said that the khilaf returned to combine love with the heat last night. After that Raffa apologized and persuaded Moura not to be a problem in the future. Raffa's efforts to find Moura at this time, even the woman was a little willing to communicate with him, just because the passion overnight that was so difficult to bear made the two at odds in the morning. Though clearly Moura is also in a state of consciousness, he himself moaned the ease under the onslaught of his former lover and biological father of his daughter.
"What does it have to do with you!" moura was upset.
Upon Moura's arrival at the office and Raffa leaves him Moura's hand is pulled directly by Noegha. The man took Moura away and just as they are currently stranded on one of the kopitiam saru discussed how plin-plan the woman was.
"MOROMO!" noegha's snapping made some people notice them. "Oh!" Noegha realized his implicit behavior made Moura must now feel a great shame in paying attention to some people who were in the same place. "Sorry I'm out of control... I'm so jealous!" noegha began to calm himself down.
"Well?!" Moura's mouth was wide open with a statement upon it. He should have known that Noegha was pursuing his attention and love. It's just that Moura always fooled himself that Noegha was just playing around.
"Remember! Flies come in later!" Noegha covered Moura's mouth with his big hand that was directly on Moura's hard drive. The man chuckled at this moment.
"Moura, he's already your ex... Do you give the same error a chance to repeat itself hmm?" Noegha is not willing if Moura's ex-husband returns to get his target woman. "You divorced him because you were disappointed, right?" Noegha stared fixedly at Moura who was still glued shut his mouth.
"It's my personal business, why are you interfering!" hardik Moura's.
"Of course I'm in! You're my woman now remember?" noegha is confident.
"What? Hahaha.., wake up kisanak already noon!" moura's teasing made Noegha growled.
"One, I don't want to be in a love relationship! Two, I'm pursuing my career... So, please either him or you won't be able to open the door of my heart this time!" Moura explained clearly and straightforwardly hoping that his Boss of Charity understood every word he said.
"Cih, don't worry later you'll talk to yourself. I'm sure you'll be captivated by me and begged me to be your man!" arrogant Noegha in front of Moura with a sip of his pitch-black coffee.
Moura reopened her mouth wide in disbelief of her boss's above-average confidence level. Noegha got up immediately and told Moura to follow him right now. They're going back to the office. There is a lot of work to be done Adhiaksa these months. Next week is the 10th anniversary of the office.
In the room of the Presidir Noegha was still not calm, his mind branched everywhere. Moura has completely overturned Noegha's current condition.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
"Lake in!"
"Kalem aja keleess." replied Shaveera began to mock her cousin.
Bruock!
"I want to take maternity leave" Shaveera said in front of Noegha.
Noegha glanced at him a glance then ignored him. "Lu leave, yes leave! There will be your men who change your duties..."
"Enaaac!" sahut Shaveera's. "My task is quite heavy, is it Michel did not understand his duty? Want Michel to double his paycheck with his nominal salary? I'm just at ease." attack Shaveera. "Gue wants to request HR ama personnel maybe this weekend the person will come so I can teach you before I leave."
"Let's like you!" sahut Noegha still with his emotional tone. Shaveera slightly frowned, already she had memorized the nature of Noegha. He guessed that his cousin must be experiencing something that makes him have to urinate like this.
"Lu if rejected girl do not lanternsin to work ama people around dong. Not funny!" ejek Shaveera is back. "Why? Moura again?" tanya Shaveera intends to help or provide solutions to her cousin who always tragically fared about her romance.
"Tell Moura lakainin assessment to be secretary of your spare!" noegha's word to the current Shaveera.
"Dih, in the girl's ingetin, the mood is good! Ye is... But if he doesn't escape don't expect to be able to replace my work... Wrong tar trouble me to make it true." murmured Shaveera.
"Gue is sure 100% of the ability of the doi is far above you!" noegha's imprint is answered the middle finger by Shaveera. "The secretary has no akhlaq... Why can I put up with that poison conch duo!" noegha muttered after his cousin came out.
"Moura darling... We are in a match destiny! There's something that makes you have to deket me!" Noegha developed his smile and the restlessness in his previous heart was now gone. Noegha was excited to do his job.
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"You called me?"
"Yes, sit down for a moment... Later we go to the next room to do some tests I prepare the material first."
Moura is already in the personnel room, he is dealing with the part that deals with the recruitment of new employees. He was so confused at this time, there was no rain, storm, or strong wind all of a sudden he was told the personnel to face. Now he is also surprised by being asked to do some tests that are exactly the same as the beginning of his proposal.
"Sorry Mba, what's this for? Was my yesterday's test misplaced at what value?" moura asked anxiously to the staff personnel who knew her name was Rina.
"Owh, not this Mba Shaveera ngajuin HR request to replace her position while fitting her cut giving birth" replied Rina kindly.
"Huh? Wait Shaveraa? Secretary Mr Noegha?" ask Noegha plain.
"Yup! Beneyer..." Again, Lina replied with a sweet smile. "So Mbanya candidate to replace Mba Shaveera temporarily. But because so secretary there is a certain ability that Mba must master so Mba Shaveera asked in lakanin retest to Mba."
Moura was only capable of oh ria, she did not want to ask much. But his brain was again aroused to ask further.
"I'm sorry mba this I presumptuous, if so my salary secretary there is a pengesuaia dong ya on appeal so Clerk at this time."
"Oh that later maybe Mba can be told my boss. I'm only in charge of the selection process." replied Rina kindly.
"Owh okay... Makasi Mba, btw can ask the grid not test like what it contains?" moura whispered in the ear of Rina who was greeted by the laughter of the lady.
"Mh... Mba... You're cool too it turns out the guy's like a rumor..." Lina closed her mouth for a moment.
"Rumors again.." - Moura. "Yes the name of a shirk must spread slander here and there. If the name is Lebaran Mba" joked Moura melted the atmosphere.
"Haha... Mba ni ah, yuk this hunt contents personal data first. Inget do not be manipulated again Mba.." joked Rina. Moura lowered her head in embarrassment at Lina's warning of her previous deceptive status.
"In love no grid, it's normal to be a Secretary who I hear his salary in the front number 8 can be double digits, right?" Moura was indeed very happy to talk about the originals. Just because he did not want to be too into a leaky bucket, he eventually became quiet during the department project.
"If from the test requested Mba Shaveera more to the ability of data processing based on technology. For example, the use of Ms.Office to process data either from e-mail or documents between departments. The point is about the Secretary of State Mba." said Rina explained in outline.
The corner of Moura's lips lifted, there seemed to be nothing to worry about. He was confident in his ability, Moura also thought this data assessment should be able to get him a promotion or something. There was no way he would descend back into Clerk after becoming Secretary. Moura really hopes that he can achieve a lot of his career in this Adhiaksa Group, so he will try to test this time for a much better position in the future.
To be continue...
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