The Best Choice

Anything and secrets

"What else do you want?" hiss Aslan while squeezing the paper tear in his hand.

"I'm sure he told people to follow me last night." His shoes were observed by Ardana. Aslan stood up, ruffled his waist while reaching into his pants pocket.

"Sam, buy something new. Anything but in the market alone, not in the mall." he exclaimed as the door opened. The satin-hooded girl frowned confusedly.

"Why, sir?" ask Samira while putting a tray on the table.

"Ardana knows I bought shoes, so plis you bought something secret. Which he might not know!" aslan said while spending a fraction of five hundred thousand.

"Anything, and a secret!"

Anything and secrets. Suddenly Samira's shoulder immediately felt heavy.

"Where, Sam? You agree, right?"

"anything? There's no special choice, sir?" samira asked while keeping the money in her work coat pocket.

"It's okay, the condition is just easy you remember that it's me. A-S-L-A-N!"

Samira nodded. Anything and secrets. His smile widened like the direction of Allah.

Abah used to be a teacher, so his work coat was a lot. Hihi, I will spill a match for Mr. A-S-L-A-N.

Aslan opened a letter attached to a brown envelope bearing the name of Ardana's company. He took out a piece of paper if

sighing harshly.

"It's true that his company wants to offer to participate in this mega mall development project. Not to be prejudiced, bang. Our company is competing!" aslan grumbled inwardly.

If there is a good girl here, she will definitely leave Amara.

"Why, sir?" samira asked, Aslan's face containing a question. He was slightly suspicious that the face was again thinking of a no-no and troublesome.

"Set up my meeting with Ardana, call the number on this envelope, Sam. Use the office number!" tell Aslan as he shuffles the envelope towards Samira.

"Good, sir. I'll call him now! But–not you twin brothers. You don't get along with Ardana?"

Aslan nodded, not to mention Samira coming out of her study. Aslan reminded me to make a special schedule for touring together.

"Okay, I'm moving!" Samira closed the door and grumbled in her heart.

No patience, just want to open a laptop. Then there's-there's just asking both touring. Boss thinks Abah is easy to give permission to go with the one who is only in the give advice first until the ear is hot. Where is the night of Sunday I study, Sunday must clean the house. The rich are free to rumble.

Samira pressed the phone keys.

"City, Assalamualaikum. Yes, I am Aslan's personal assistant. Yes, yes, I have to schedule a meeting with Mr. Ardana. Can it? When's? Good. Thank you!"

Samira heaved a sigh of relief while putting the phone handle on. He opened a reminder note and wrote the schedule of Aslan and Ardana's meeting. After that Samira continued his work to change Aslan's work schedule which was not easy at all. Some had to be put forward, some had to be pushed back. Not playing, it feels like Samira's head is dizzy and not as easy as back and forth beautiful.

***

At lunchtime, Samira flutters on the company's terrace to wait for the online taxi that brought her lunch order.

"Here he is a personal assistant, can-can Aslan boss choose him as a personal assistant! Blind times, boss. Don't see what's sexy and interesting!" gerutu one of the women who envied the closeness of Samira and Aslan.

Samira was indifferent, he was still waiting casually. Suddenly his head was forced.

Samira looked over, she rolled up the suit she was wearing. His face was reddened with anger, he who never acted violently grabbed the shoulders of women who mentioned 'cheap women'.

Samira pushed him until he hit the wall.

"Say who's cheap? Me or you? That me? Just look at the clothes there are like a woman of the night who peddles her body to a striped man. Don't you work in an office? Like not knowing Adab dress up as a respectable woman!" he was angry, although his voice still sounded cute.

With a slight nudge, Samira threw out the body of the woman in front of him with a slight pressure. While the woman was flabbergasted, Samira who was usually polite and gentle now turned into a woman who was firm and did not hesitate to make a sound that pierced the niche of the soul of the woman.

"Don't bother me, if Abah is angry. You know for yourself what a persecuted person's prayer is like!"

Samira left the lobby when her order was in her hands. A moment of appalling events was heard all the way to where Aslan was working.

"Samira again, Samira again..."

Aslan shook his head, he closed the file on his desk while waiting for Samira to enter his study.

Pucuk loved ulam also arrived. Samira walks into her study.

"Sorry, sir. Lama.." said Samira, put a tray containing rice Padang and water.

"Sam.." call Aslan softly. Samira. Know the direction of their conversation.

"Sorry, sir. I made another noise downstairs. But I have a logical reason why I did it!"

"Say." asked Aslan gently, he was actually annoyed if Samira was often seen as a cheap woman who teased him. In fact, if the deeper telisik Samira at all never teased him is actually a teaser.

"As usual, the father's female employees did not accept me to be the father's personal assistant. Um... did I resign, sir?" samira asked hesitantly, he was not willing to leave the company. Besides he was very happy with the salary Aslan gave, he liked Aslan's tolerant attitude.

Aslan would never acc him, never!

"Without the new motor continue to resign. Sam, your bike installments haven't paid off yet. It's good to ask for a resign!" joke Aslan. Lied to him until Samira opened her eyes.

"So yesterday was debt? Abah said, the great sin of practicing usury. Mending dad immediately pay off my bike because I don't want you to take sins on my pleasure!" samira said stirring.

"It's a shame my personal assistant. How to believe again I'm kibulin. Danger him if he meets Ardana." Aslan's mind as he shook his head.

"Sam.., it is better that you rest and carry out your duties with your Lord!" Aslan smiled.

"Why didn't you?" sahut Samira's.

"I—" Aslan was silent for a moment. "Your laptop is paid off and I'm not giving permission if you ask to resign. Let their manager take care of the women who bother you!" aslan said while pulling the phone. .

"Boyou want to fire him? Don't.." sergeant Samira. "Don't hinder people's sustenance. Leave it!" Samira clenched her hands together, showing a hopeful mimicry.

"Don't ya, sir. I'm sure he won't attack me again."

"What did you do? You're so confident he won't attack."

Samira showed me her neat teeth. "I'm pushing!"

A little surprised, Aslan could only smile broadly in response to that.

"You're an angel down from Kawasaki W175, Sam! It's not wrong of me... L'm... Hehe." Aslan misbehaved himself and covered his face with a blue map.