Single Heir Girl
chapter 30
1 month Jira has been working as a secretary of Zafa. according to the advice of Tristan Zafa is trying to open his heart to Jira. Zafa began to reduce his coldness and feet to the girl.
similarly, Jira who feels Zafa starts to open up to him makes Jira feel comfortable and familiar chatting with Zafa.
"ra I asked for financial reports yesterday" pinta Zafa
Jira steps up to Zafa's desk not far from his desk and delivers some of Zafa's documents
"later at 1 pm you have a meeting with Mr. Zaki from PT x. everything has been sorted out. our lunch is directly in the meeting room" explained Jira about Zafa's schedule
"well" Zafa gave his signed report. "is there again? "
"at 3 pm lo kehotel pak Danu. see the final results of Mutiara hotel before launching. do I need to call Toni to interin lo? "
Zafa shook his head "no sweat, I drove myself you're coming with me"
"hhmm." answered Jira passing to her desk.
Zafa smiled looking at Bete's face and annoyed Jira
"why do you always bete if I go to see a client? " ask Zafa who is still typing on his laptop
"this is what makes me lazy to be a secretary, meet clients just a sweet smile-smile continues to talk.bored tau" said Jira annoyed
"patience, there are only 2 months left Tristan to go home" said Zafa
"lo, it's easy to say doang, for me 2 months it's lllaammaa... where I miss again the same design children" complained Jira.
"you usually have lunch with them"
"he but I miss working with them" Jira explained
"don't bete mulu, just my friend" said Zafa coldly
"he, he. cih kumat again stiff as cold" said Jira slowly
"lo tell me what" asked Zafa to come up to Jira and support Jira in her chair
"gue... I didn't say anything anyway" elak Jira retreated.
dring. dring.
"tel.. call me a sound" Jira pushed Zafa's chest out of the stocky arm's cage.
📱bla.. bla...
📱ia la. ok I'll be down soon
Jira hung up. "I'm going downstairs to have lunch with the kids" Jira obviously bowed in shame because of the incident
"gue came along" said Zafa, taking his suit that was attached to the work chair and rushing out, pulling Jira's hand
Jira just silently followed Zafa towards the elevator. Zafa returned with his flat and cold look.
arriving at the office cafeteria Jira immediately approached his friends.
"hi" said Jira to sit down
the 4 friends of Jira look at Zafa who joined them and they look at Jira simultaneously asking for an explanation but Jira just shrugged her shoulders.
"has a meal message? " ask jira to friends
"we haven't been waiting for Jira" Lila replied
they started ordering the food on the menu while waiting for the order to come they chatted.
"miss Jira back again donk our cooperation, not exciting to know the new design head, very stiff" Banyu persuaded spoiled
"can't I need him more" replied Zafa coldly who was busy with his phone
"but later Mr. Tristan returned, brother Jira became the head of the design again right" continued Lila
"no, Pakistan will not return" Zafa replied, remaining cold
Lila pursed her lips. "about the boss at will" Lila grumbled inwardly
"don't curse me" threatened Zafa
