Star Clarissa

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This afternoon, Bintang and all his co-workers dined together in a restaurant that is quite famous. Mr. Rahmat treat all staff because their office is at the peak of the highest sales, Mr. Rahmat repeatedly boasts the three interns for helping a lot.

"I'm so proud this time, the interns are so well-reliable." Said Pak Rahmat proudly while patting one of his apprentices. "Come, everybody eat."

Mr. Grace's screams controlled the room he had reserved specifically before leaving here. The room consists of only one long table with many chairs. The name is also an expensive restaurant, there must be a special place for guests who want to have privacy.

After the meal was over, they returned to the company again because the next job had been waiting. Along the lobby, Rahmat said with passion, the man really likes to tell in a high and excited tone, some staff responded with enthusiasm and some were just nodding, too, and some are just silent, stars for example.

The star walked backwards, without wanting to join the hoard, he forgot how to mince words. Rahmat and the others suddenly looked down at one of the middle-aged men who stood firm. The star walked past, which immediately made Mr. Rahmat and his office mates, and other company staff look on in shock.

"Don't want to say hello..." Said the man,

The star that had walked far enough to stop his steps, he looked at all his office friends who were standing at his sculpting, and looked at the man who was standing not far from his friends and superiors. The star bowed to the man who immediately walked over to him, The star again raised its back staring at the man flatly. "Sorry...."

Darmo smiled faintly, "why is there such a way to greet you?"

"Sorry, don't see you." Mr. Grace squeezed the arm of one of his staff standing not far from him. The Star's gaze was frightening, then why would he dare to the company's ruling man. The star looks at Rahmat and the others. "Come sir, said we have another job?"

Darmo looked at Rahmat, who immediately made Rahmat sir swallow the saliva again timidly. Naturally Darmo was annoyed at him, never had Star looked at him like he was staring at Mr. Grace, ever since the facts were revealed.

"C.e...." Let alone the staff or apprentice friends, Rahmat sir as a superior only did not dare to move from his place.

"I've never seen you smile like that at me." All know what the ruler meant, the smile of the Star on Mr. Grace.

The star looked at Darmo again with its flat gaze. "Why should I do that?"

Darmo looked back at him, this time his gaze was sharp. Some company employees quit, curious about what happened to the owner of the company with an intern.

"Sir...." Darmo raised his hand as the voice of his secretary called out shrillly. Darmo was still staring at the stars.

"Why do you have to do that?" Ask Darmo, repeating the Star question. "Is there any reason for you to do that?"

"Yes." Yeah." The star straightened its position to see Darmo straight. "Sir Grace is my superior, so I have to respect him....."

"YESYYYYRE!!!!!!!!" Darmo couldn't stand it. He shouted very loudly, this time all the company staff turned their attention only to the owner of the company with a youngster dressed in black basic pants and a white shirt, typical of apprentices. Darmo's breath rose and fell staring at the Star, which was stared at only casually by returning to a defiant stare. "Can you lower your ego?"

"For what?"

Jeez Star. Mr. Grace and the others looked at each other in fear, not knowing what happened to the Stars to dare to look up at the owner of the highest throne in the company they tread. Nobody knows who Darmo is? everyone lowered their heads as the man walked, no one dared to interrupt or look him in the eye directly.

"Sir...." Mr. Rofi came, ran followed by the secretary and two bodyguards. Their CEO had already replaced his chauffeured call with a family call. "Yes, all the staff saw."

Darmo brushed off Rofi's hand that was about to grab him. He stared angrily at Rofi and looked back at the furious Star. "Stop your shitty attitude, Star."

"It's the family that sucks."

"Reply...." The star looked at Rahmat who called him softly, the man looked frustrated because of his attitude. Mr. Grace whispered. "I'm sorry,"

"There is no need to pack Grace" the star walked over to his boss and office mate. "Come, we're back at the office."

"Your dealings with me haven't finished the stars, yet,"

"What the hell,,," the star stared in a puff, he pulled his hand from the grasp of Grace sir who asked him to stop from this unusual attitude of his. "I told you, there's nothing to talk about."

"You're still stubborn."

"If so, why?" The star challenged, Rofi sir had even approached him, asking him to apologize just to finish. The star releases Mr. Rofi's hand from his arm slowly. "It's just a way to say hello in question."

"I'M YOUR PAPA BINTAANG!!! Is that how you honor me?"

DARRS. All eyes widened in shock, the growling Star gazed at Darmo furiously. Stars had guessed that all the company staff from superiors, seniors, juniors and even apprentices from other offices were staring in shock at them. "I'm not your son."

"Pakde, it's not good to hear all the staff."

"Then should I how Rofi? let my son behave like that to me?"

"I'm not your son" Elak Bintang again. The star came back to Grace and pulled her hand. "Come sir, get upstairs,"

With trembling, Grace let go of her hand. "Star,,,,"

The star looked at his senior, "mas, mba, let's go back to the office..."

No one responded, all of the office friends became disinclined as his hands grabbed them for him to take back up to their office. The star again stared angrily at Darmo. "Keep making my life uncomfortable...."

"You need to know your position,"

"Cancel your internship contract."

"By paying a 1M fine?" The stars looked back at Darmo.

"Once again I warn you Star, you should know your position here. Stop being an intern....."

"Shut the hell up," Star turned himself into a dissident. "Who wants to be in this hell?"

"Thank you for the fact, this is your company."

"No way," The star walked past everything.

"Dare to get out of here I'll ruin your life, Star." It was seen that Mr. Rofi closed his eyes, rubbing his face huffled. He glanced at his secretary and gave the code to his trust.

The star turned around, he did not care if it was still the center of attention. "After destroying me by making my mother die, now what? you want to make my papa go away?"

"I'M YOUR PAPA BINTAAANGGG!!!!" Some gasped in shock as Darmo's voice boomed through the company lobby. The man walked up to the Star by patting his chest firmly, enduring the pain. "I'm your papa, I'm your papa, I'm your papa. Don't you understand."

The star widened its eyes as Darmo stood right in front of him. "My father Doni,"

"APAAA!!!!!!!!"

Darmo growled strongly, turning to look at Gio who was standing near a group of friends from the Star Office. "Geez, how many times did Gio tell you not to disturb the stars,"

"You're silent Gio, you don't know."

"Gio tau, paa, Gio tau...." Gio shook his head strongly. "Not this time, papa's attitude like this will make the Star even more hate papa,"

"He cannot hate God's destiny."

"Pa.." Gio walked over, standing near Rofi who looked frustrated. "Stars love their jobs, Stars love their office friends, Papa's attitude now makes them no longer happy."

"I'll give you another happiness."

"Papa doesn't know how happy he is in his office."

"That's why I don't want him there." Darmo walked over to Gio. "She smiled at Grace."

"Because sir Grace is his superior."

"Then, what about me?" Darmo patted his chest. "I'm his dad."

Gio did not move. "Stop pa, Star happiness can be lost because of papa."

"I said I'd give her another happiness."

Gio shakes. "The happiness you give will not make the stars happy." Darmo was speechless, he was still staring at Gio irritatedly. "Who sent papa back? Gio said he'd talk about all this in a good way with the Stars and Doctor Doni."

On the sidelines of the debate between Gio and Darmo, Star's phone rang, making him open and lift the call. His eyes widened, he walked past all the top officials in the company without any respect to approach Rahmat sir. "Sir, I'll let you in a minute."

"ee... Yes Star, what's up?"

"There's a problem" The star ran over. Leaving the company's silence with people looking at him differently. Damnit. All because of Darmo.

"VINTAGEO... HEII...."

"Pa..." Gio held his papa strong, he stared at the Darmo secretary. "Take your father up to his room."

Gio looked at Rofi, making Rofi understand with that look. When Darmo had entered the elevator, Rofi was still in power, he looked at all the staff around him, especially at the office held by Mr. Rahmat. "Everybody back to work, don't gossip about anything. For export-import marketing offices, keep working as usual when the Stars come. Don't hesitate or hesitate to him after knowing who he is, remain his usual boss, senior and apprentice friend."

Everyone nodded in understanding.

"Sir Grace..." Mr. Grace stopped his steps, making the entire staff come to a stop, looking at Gio who was calling. Gio smiled faintly. "Thank you for making the stars happy in your office."

"S-sama-sama sir." Mr. Grace said nervously.

It cannot be closed, even though it is forbidden not to gossip, who will follow the order. All returned to work by gossiping about the Stars, although the apprentice child, the stature of the Stars did look authoritative. No one would have thought that Bintang was the last child of Darmo, the first name owner who held the highest share in the company. That means Bintang is the next ruler after Mr. Rofi stops as news.

For those who have scolded the Star for not knowing how to photocopy is crying in the corner of the room. With a thousand tranquilizing sentences from his friends, if he knew Bintang was the son of the company owner, he would not scold Bintang for trivial matters. For those who have snapped at the Star for accidentally nudging it, are condemning stupidity, he should not be haughty to anyone even though he is a permanent staff. And for one of the higher-ups who had protested to Mr. Rofi for taking interns to lunch together, reportedly on leave due to fear.

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