TEARS OF WAITING
AMP Season 2 Part 61 Personal Assistant
Personal Assistant 1
Nadia spontaneously distanced herself from Fauzan's embrace and, realizing where they were at the moment, Fauzan stopped talking.
While a crowded voice sounded outside because at that moment many people got out of their vehicles, to see what was really going on. In addition, the sound of an understated horn also adds to the commotion.
Nadia looked to her right and left and then, breaking away from Fauzan's embrace violently. He was upset that the man was taking a chance in his misfortune.
“It looks like there was an accident huh?” He said after calming down and could neutralize the pain on his shoulder that came suddenly. He grimaces when he speaks.
“Iya.” Fauzan replied lazily.
“Come! Look!”
“No need, right your shoulder.sick again, later if people's nagging, how?”
Nadia was a curious person, so, she wanted to see. He came out cautiously regardless of Fauzan's ban. However, when he reached the scene and saw the condition of the seriously injured victim, he was not hearty, sad and pitying, even nausea saw blood everywhere.
Hurriedly he entered again, while Fauzan who had followed him out since earlier, only shook his head.
“Where, still curious?” fauzan said as he entered while closing his car door again. Nadia simply shook her head, then sat leaning back while closing her eyes.
“Udah know accident, yes, definitely terrible, yes, right?” fauzan said again.
“Ya, his name is aja pep know, what's wrong is it?” Nadia answered lazily.
Jali and Fauzan just smiled, they knew that it was useless to argue, because he would definitely have other answers.
Fauzan glanced at her at a glance and let the woman rest herself, leaning back like that.
The man looked around him and felt that this kind of condition would not be for a moment. It's a toll road. So, no other vehicle like an ojek motorbike can take it out of traffic jams. He started contacting some people who had the same agenda as himself today to talk about the project, it was unexpected that some of them experienced the same thing. Trapped in traffic due to an accident.
In addition he also instructed some tasks to the top employees in the branch company he managed. Quickly, he began to open his laptop, to work on some pending drafts. Of course he does that while occasionally receiving other calls on his phone.
In an instant, the busyness that should have been done in the office room, now switched in the car, for some time, the man seemed to be unaware if it was not only him who was there, he said, unless there was a girl whose soul was still broken and looked at her in astonishment.
So, it may be true people say, if a man will seem more manly, when he is in a busy life that makes money. And not a busy man pleases himself with money.
While Jali, instead of using the free time to sleep, he will be busy if in the office, because Fauzan will always need himself, for some things, especially if they are reviewing the location of the project, he said, there's just something he has to do. However, now he was relaxed, while waiting for the bottleneck to unravel.
Fauzan was copying a draft diagram in the form of a file into a flash disk when he realized, if Nadia was staring at him. The man turned his head while frowning as he spoke.
“Why are you, Nad? Seriously very, anyway?”
Nadia misbehaved, and immediately turned her face the other way then, closed her eyes again. He tried to dampen the turmoil of his feelings, who actually did not want to continue to be hurt because of his own broken heart. At the sight of Fauzan, he felt like a cool breeze was flowing through his scar almost dry.
“Hai Nad! Answer my question, don't sleep like Jali!”
“I'm not sleeping, really. Just look at you, it's wrong, nothing can be seen here!”
Fauzan gave a rude snort, he was always cornered with Nadia's answer. Maybe his heart is still frozen or he does not have the opportunity to love her until the girl is always tough on him.
While the file is finished in copy. Fauzan let out his breath violently, but a moment later he smiled.
“Nih, you can see some of these files ...” Fauzan said as he shifted his seat closer towards Nadia.
Nadia opened her eyes and her gaze was directly fixed towards the laptop on Fauzan's thigh. He looked enthusiastic and heard an explanation without thinking about their almost clinging sitting position.
Fauzan shows the scale of the construction of the project that his company is doing. Then showed the draft he had just completed as a report to his father.
“So, later, if you want to report to Dad, there are three schemes used, in the form of drafts, diagrams and also tables of expenses and income from all types of production and finance, and,” Fauzan says while moving the cursor on the screen.
“Hmm ..” Nadia nodded her head in a sign she understood even though she could not fully understand.
Meanwhile, outside, there were already voices from the whistles of some policemen trying to unravel the traffic jam. Soon, their car was able to walk again.
Arriving at the branch building, Nadia got out of the car alone, without having to wait for Jali to open the door. That ordinary office building is not too big and also not terraced just like a shophouse consisting of two large rooms with glass walls in front of it. There is a parking lot that is quite spacious and also a security who is ready always as a guard.
In the room there are only a few barriers that are not too high. As a cubicle that only serves as a barrier, and makes the employees can concentrate, in doing their respective tasks and jobs.
Nadia was introduced to some of the employees who were already present there and then they headed to a room that was bigger than the other room and closed unlike the room of the employees.
“There tempo sit and your table!” said Fauzan pointed to a table located not far from his desk, on the table it was equipped with a variety of stationery and also a computer with a flat sail monitor that is ready to be used at any time.
“Good, Sir!”
“If no one calls me, Zan won't wear it, sir!”
“Good, Sir!”
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