Star Clarissa

Star Clarissa
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The coffee that is served begins to cool down, no more puffs of smoke on it. The star sat down, motionless since thirty minutes ago being invited to sit by someone he had avoided the past few weeks. He was guarding the feeling of the papa, then why did the man in front of him come? didn't he leave for a long time.


The star felt uneasy as the office staff walked past them and stared at the confusion as the newly walking apprentice had not been two weeks already sitting face to face with the supreme leader, the owner. Damn, Bintang did not know that the import-export company he admired was owned by Darmo Sudrajat Adietama.


It is fitting that their CEO yesterday so greeted him kindly, it turns out this is the reason.


"I've asked for my room, why refuse?" Tanya Darmo, capturing the uncomfortable movements of the Stars because they were noticed, they accidentally met the lobby when the Stars were about to copy the tasks given by his superiors, suddenly Darmo approached and handed the file in the hands of the Star to one of the officers who passed by. This made everyone confused, including the stars. More confused when Bintang was invited to ride on the top floor but he refused with a displeased face plus a high tone of voice. Pulling back the documents that Darmo handed over to any person in a rude manner and bowing down apologizing to that person. Everyone panicked but did not dare to reprimand the Star because in front of them there was still Darmo who just stared smiling at the Star.


"What are you here for?"


"Can't I see my own company?" The stars did not answer. "How's your internship?"


"Will it fall apart?"


"Why can?"


"Can't you say hello, my internship will be a mess if you put it this way!!!" irked me. "I can be the center of attention."


"I don't have a problem."


"I'm the problem." The stars stand, "excuse me."


"Can't we talk for a second, son,"


The star stopped its steps, retreated and looked at Darmo irritatedly. "Quite I say," turning to the staff who were walking by and unintentionally staring at him, Bintang changed his expression so as not to be judged as disrespectful to his highest superior. "Please leave. There is nothing to talk about between me and my dad. Excuse me."


Darmo stroked his chin gently, smiling behind the hand that was about to close his mouth. "He's so cool."


"Sir" his secretary called slowly.


"Hmmm.."


"Sir Gio called to see you at the main house."


"Hais," Darmo sighed in annoyance. He stood up slowly. "Why the kid always interfered. Let's go there."


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The star tried to control his emotions when asked by one of the photocopying staff about why he sat with Darmo earlier, even Darmo relaxed when the star was staring dislike him. The star walked to the elevator door, waiting in line with the permanent staff who were wandering downstairs. All bowing to the CEO who was about to board the VIP elevator, Mr. Rofi held his door as his eyes stared at the Star who was trying to hide from the crowd of permanent staff.


"Star," she said. All the staff were looking for where the male called by Rofi was. "Let's go in,"


The star presents itself because it has been found to have been hiding. The star retreated when two bodyguards by Rofi's side and his secretary bowed to the Star. "No, sir, I'll take the elevator here."


"Hais, come on." Bring again.


"Not to." The star blinked his eyes, why did he say that in such a high tone, he glanced at all the staff who were staring in shock. "Sorry sir, I don't mean to yell, I'm just here."


Bodyguard Rofi was still trying to hold the elevator door shut. Aryo, come out while confirming his glasses. "Bintang, just come in,"


With so forced to obey the Star, he leaned against the wall of the elevator, his apprenticeship was still long. There has not been a month, maybe even two weeks have not arrived, all has been chaotic. He can pull over for not recognizing the CEO, but this, Darmo, the owner of the company. Her real dad. How everything will be fine after this.


Yesterday's hoopla he handled by saying that maybe his job was good, so his CEO invited him to lunch together, then this? what should he answer if everyone asks about his relationship with the owner of the company.


"Meet mr Darmo?"


The star established itself, as Rofi broke his daydream. "Yes sir,"


The elevator door opened, the outgoing star held one of the bodyguards that followed him out. "Jangaan, there's no need to take me, just bother."


Whether consciously or not, the Star said that in its usual tone that sounded quite loud. Staring at his CEO, he looked down small, Rofi nodded and his secretary and two bodyguards returned a deep bow to the Stars.


Don't we? not yet inside the office, all the gathered staff stared at him in.


"What else is a star?"


The star puts the photocopy on the table and sits on one of the empty benches. Staring at his top flat. "Why is there no name for Mr Darmo?"


"And that's it, just my name and the CEO's name." Answer the Grace sir. "Why? who the hell are you? why can you know Mr. Darmo, my wonder, yesterday Mr. Rofi has made a furore and now Mr. Darmo who can even once a year to the office, this is suddenly to the office sitting casually lobbied with YOU." Mr. Grace pressed the last word that insinuated the strangeness of the Star. "Answer. Even he said Mr. Darmo now has left without entering his room, meaning he only met you yesterday, right?"


"I feel cheated." The staff glanced at each other, and let Grace ask from the words Star. "Can't sir cancel my internship here?"


"Say happy here, no month already want to cancel the contract? many people want to intern here, "Bintang did not respond. To be honest, interning here has also been one of his dreams for a long time.


"Do you know Mr Darmo?"


The star stared at the female staff sitting nearby. "Not knowing."


"Lied,"


"Know ordinary, not familiar."


"Well, you know." Proud of his guess. "That means you know Mr. Rofi dong."


"No, never met before, know the company owned by Mr. Darmo just recently." Evidently. "Who is Mr Rofi? why is he CEO?"


All leave answers to Rahmat sir. "Actually Mr. Darmo had already left everything to the owner of the highest shares in his last son."


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When the heart of a star stops beating, the last boy? not himself, is he?


"But as soon as I was the last child was a woman who taught at Gemilang Cahaya High School, but I don't know, many say his last child was a boy and he still can not take office. The news is still confusing." Clearly again. "The second-highest shareholder, his second son, Mr. Jeri, but he refused, if what I heard was that Mr. Jeri refused all the gifts of Mr. Darmo because what I heard was the son of the second wife."


"Good sir Jeri, I've met once." Said one of the staff.


"Indeed, he said there's no right to accept any of it."


"Why isn't it Gio who's holding on."


"Omm?" Mr. Grace looked at the stars. "You've just called om on the first son of Mr. Darmo, means very close."


"No." Rebut again,


Being lazy to argue, Rahmat returned to continue his story. "Sir Gio did not want to interfere, he was busy with his hospital, so the position was held by Mr. Rofi the third highest holder, cousin of Mr. Gio. The son of Mr. Darmo's sister in Germany."


They all nodded in understanding, in fact they did not care much about who the CEO was, as long as they gave good results to each staff, they supported only.


"So, everyone is still guessing who the first shareholder is. Reportedly Mr. Rofi wants to retire and become a home-based father only, many officials who do not accept if handed over to the fourth shareholder, the adopted child of the parents of Mr. Darmo. A little greedy." Whisper in the last sentence. "Many are begging Mr. Jeri to accept, but he kekeh refused, even many company officials who cornered Mr. Jeri and Mr. Gio to dismantle who the first shareholders to be immediately handed over the task, so that the company's top officials could not do anything, but all refused. They said it wasn't time."


"If I guess, Son, Mr. Gio's son." Sekertaris sir Rahmat.


Mr. Grace shook his head. "If Mr. Rofi says, no, Putra is more interested in the Hospital, and Mr. Gio does not involve himself, his wife, and children involved in the company of Mr. Darmo."


"Don't, you're a star."


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