The Best Choice

Mad boss

It didn't take long for the spy Amara hired to find Samira's complete identity.

In a cafe that is not many visitors, spies around Samira's house are now waiting for Amara to pay off its performance.

"It's all in the envelope. Put the money down and our business is done!" spies on the phone.

"Good!" sahut Amara's. He pushed against the glass door and approached a bench the spy had mentioned. There chuckled a blue envelope and a cup of black coffee.

Amara shook her body, the owner of the nice light brown skin grabbed and opened the envelope after making sure the contents were as he wanted, Amara put some money on the table.

Amara moved, her hair that was shoulder-length curly and dyed light brown as her skin color swung by her movements.

A cynical smile graced her sweet face as she got into the car all the way to Ardana's apartment, Amara continued to wipe out the bad thoughts that would happen.

"Don't get Ardana to smitten this village girl, because you only have me."

Arriving at the parking lot, Amara rushed to the floor of Ardana's apartment located on the ninth floor.

The sound of a bell that interferes with his exercise activities, making Ardana hold back furious. He opened the door of his apartment and smiled satisfied Amara who came.

"It." Amara tapped the envelope onto Ardana's chest that was soaked in sweat.

"Love my bonus for today!" Amara rubbed the sweat running down Ardana's chest.

Ardana could not help the girl to stop her action while she checked it out and smiled slanted.

Samira Adna Agustine, 25. Tomato lover, dusk admirer, teacher teaching, Aslan's personal assistant.

"Thank you! Go home, I'll give you a bonus tomorrow, in your room."

Amara let out a rough breath. From his face clearly he seemed reluctant to get out of Ardana's apartment.

Ardana was unable to move Amara's body from the sofa. Forced he let the girl take off the black stockings that wrapped her legs and return to feel a show of attention that ignited passion.

***

Ardana frowned while trying to digest the information she had just read after expelling Amara.

"This girl cleaning service continues to be appointed as a personal assistant. Interesting also my sodara behavior." Ardana drew her own conclusion and then smiled obliquely.

"She must have other plans, and I'll make her plans fall apart."

Ardana took a photo attached to a brown envelope while the girl was sweeping in the house this morning.

Ardana was amazed by the cute look that was wearing the long nightgown.

"Many as well."

***

Abah's House.

Samira was preparing lunch for Aslan when Mustofa entered the kitchen.

"Where are you going, Sam?" ask Abah.

Samira answered casually. "To my office, to work."

"Why are you two, you're overtime again?" hatch Mustofa while pulling a little tote bag with a picture of his daughter's cat. There are two boxes of rice stock in different colors, and two boxes of chocolate and strawberry flavored milk.

"Not overtime, bah. I'm used to it, this is the only one for Aslan's boss."

"Not that Abah said, ask your boss to have a wife or not!" sahut Abah is angry. "Abah said, ask first his status, ngeyel amak son."

Samira was a little stunned to hear her father's words. He grimaced, kissing the back of his father's hand.

"Later Samira asked, Abah I, the husband of the fierce amak Ais. If you already have a wife, I'll take her home again or Sam will eat alone!" said Samira.

"Wait for an explanation!"

"Yes," Samira nodded, "Go first, Abah."

The girl wearing scarft, a robe paired with a jeans jacket, rushed to Aslan's study

"Sir Aslan." cried Samira while knocking on the door.

Dok–Dok–Dok.

"Sir, you're not inside?" samira said when Aslan never opened the door.

"Sir!" yelled Samira beaver. "Open the door donggg!"

Dok–Dok–Dok.

The voice sounded louder and more courageous.

Aslan gasped in surprise, he yawned wide. With a stagger he opened the door. Aslan's eyes blinked while researching the woman in front of him.

"Gapain come here?" ask Aslan in a daze.

"Sleeping in the office?" samira asked astonished when she found that Aslan's clothes were still the same as yesterday.

"Yes... What's up?" Aslan leaned against the door goal. Samira became annoyed as she shook her hand. Aslan smelled of alcohol.

"Yesterday you told me to bring lunch to the office! It's in the bag!" Samira raised her totebag, "Father take a bath first keep eating!"

"You're paying attention to me?" Aslan approached Samira while sniffing the perfume that pierced her sense of smell.

Samira stepped back, alert. She's nervous. The office is not quiet, it's just that the hard workers are downstairs.

"I only care, not attention!" answer Samira gagu.

"Be careful... It could be from caring to attention!" Aslan chuckled while grabbing the totebag that Samira swaned.

"Given Samira's lunch, my assistant, I even forgot my request yesterday. Go home!" pinta Aslan, intended to deny that he was not the boss of the blackmailer Samira said.

Samira peeked at Aslan's study, then hissed.

"Looks like you need to increase my overtime!"

Samira began picking up the scattered papers and coffee cups that were still on the desk. He also picked up a whisky bottle while exhaling a rough breath.

"Later tonight I have a dinner with my mom at Saffron Resto!" said reminded.

Aslan nodded and the atmosphere became quiet.

Aslan was engrossed in eating food made by Samira without brushing his teeth first. While Samira who doubles as a cleaning service is fun sweeping the workspace Aslan.

Aslan smiled as his stomach felt full while burping. Samira grunts.

"It's done!" Samira smiled with satisfaction at Aslan's work space that was neat and clean.

"You cooked this, Sam?" Aslan pointed at his empty lunch like a boy who had finished his lunch from his mother.

"Yes, sir!" samira answered, suddenly he remembered Abah's request for food.

"Ehm.. May I ask you something, sir?" samira said hesitantly.

Aslan squinted his eyes and nodded. "What?"

"Mom is married?" Samira then lowered her head, afraid that Aslan would not accept her question.

"Why are you wondering if I'm married yet? Do you want to be my wife? It's a coincidence, Sam. I really need a wife, so I'm ACC if you want to." seduced Aslan as he approached. As soon as possible Samira came out of Aslan's study.

"Kaburrear..."

Aslan ran out. "I'm single, Sam!" aslan shouted confidently.

Samira looked over with a mouthful of sneers.

"Crazy father, single really proud! Where the bargain is like a job offer, you weird boss!" gerutu Samira while getting into the elevator. "Hide until the boss wakes up."