The Brondong Tajir

S2 70 Tekad Davin's

The days passed, the wedding day Keano and Devanya just count the fingers. Rani was increasingly active in practicing the road accompanied by Sevia. While Davin and Diandra, there is still no progress. Diandra who has not been able to accept Davin completely, while Davin who feels unappreciated as a husband, make their relationship often there is a commotion. Although eventually reconciled while in bed.

However, until now Diandra does not know who exactly the owner of the company where he works. Because all this time, the company was run by a general manager named Satria Wibisana. Until finally Diandra was made dumbfounded by her husband.

"Diandra, you're called Mr. Satria to his room" said the marketing manager.

"What's the matter, sir?" diandra asked confusedly.

"You go there first let me know. Hurry Dian, it's been awaited!"

"Good, Sir!"

Diandra rushed to the general manager's room. There turned out to be HRD and people who are very familiar. Diandra was surprised to see Davin talking seriously with Satria.

"Excuse me, Sir! Can I help you?" diandra asked with half her body bowed.

"Sit down!" get Satria.

According to what his general manager said. Embarrassedly, she sat on the sofa together with Irna, who served as HRD manager. Diandra sat opposite Davin who was sitting right across the table.

"Dian, because our CEO began to actively work in the company, for that he needed a secretary to help him," said HRD Manager.

"Sorry, Mom! But I have no experience as a secretary" Diandra said.

"You take it easy, Mr. Davin's a good guy. He is one of the young people who successfully built a start-up company at a young age. After all, there will be SOPs that you can make a guide in working," said Satria.

"Yes right. You just need to accept the CEO's guest. Organize a meeting or other meeting. Taking care of the official trip. Carry out administrative activities, ranging from typing various types of letters, archiving letters, data, and other documents," said HRD Manager.

"In addition, you must also convey information related to the task to the CEO. Prepare documents needed during the meeting. Be a liaison for those who want to communicate with the CEO. Participate in giving ideas or input as an alternative to the CEO's thinking and the latter as a liaison between the CEO and subordinates," continued the HRD Manager.

He said only, but there were so many tasks to do. Ah ... Why should I? Davin is the CEO. Is he not going to fuck me?

Instead of agreeing, Diandra was instead made to gawk at what the HRD manager said. Of course it can not be separated from the observation of Davin who had been staring at his wife. The young man wanted to laugh when he saw Diandra just silently gawking at what the HRD manager said.

"How's Diandra, do you understand?" ask Satria.

"Yes sir!" sahut Diandra's nervous.

"Good, from today on, you become Mr.'s secretary. Davins. Now you go back to your room and clean up your things. There will be someone who will take you there. You have to be ready" said Satria.

"Good, Sir! Then excuse me!" Diandra went straight to his room. Even though his heart was covetous, he did not go along with what his boss had said.

He immediately cleaned up his belongings upon arrival at the cubic place where he worked. Until some of his coworkers felt strange because suddenly the girl was called General Manager and went home immediately to clean up the items.

"Dian, you fired?" ask Melani Diandra's coworker whose workplace is next to her.

"No, Mel! I was transferred to be a secretary" Diandra explained.

"Gee, how lucky! Why am I not the chosen one? I really want to be a secretary" Melani said.

I don't even want to be a secretary. I'm sure this must be Davin's wits. Especially when he saw his face that felt very satisfied, he definitely felt victorious because of the success of making me as his subordinate, the inner Diandra.

"It's so great of you, Dian! Just entered a few days already withdrawn as secretary. Are you going to replace Sella? To be secretary to Mr Satria?" ask Iva.

"Ooo ..." compact Diandra's coworker.

"Who Mr. Davin?" chirps.Melani.

"That's Mel, she ...."

"Sorry Miss, if it's all done please come with me." cut a grown man who just came to the room Diandra. "Mrs. Davin was waiting in his room" he continued.

"Shortly, Sir! My friends go first huh, wish you good luck!" pinta Diandra before she leaves follows the man Davin sent to pick her up.

Arriving at Davin's room, the young man was already sitting in his great chair. He looked dignified even though he was only seventeen years old. Diandra could not deny that her husband brondongnya looked so charming, so for a while he was gasping to see Davin who worked seriously.

Is that really Davin? Why is he so different? I never thought that he could become a CEO at such a young age, Diandra said.

"Why are you there? Sit down!" reproof Davin

Without answering, Diandra immediately sat in the chair in front of Davin's desk. He still could not believe what he saw now. Diandra felt like a dream.

"Dian, your table is in front of this room. Later Om Nino will help you if there are things that you do not understand. Work with professionals, don't confuse personal problems with work" Davin paused while picking up a file on his desk.

"Please duplicate this file and prepare a worthy gift for the artist who will be the star of our company's advertisement" Davin said.

"Good, Sir!" sahut Diandra reflex.

"Excuse me, what did you say? Am I that old to say father?" Davin protest.

"Sorry Sir!"

"If an apology is useful, all prisoners who are in prison can be released unconditionally."

"Vin, I'm sorry."

"Sorry Miss Diandra, this is in the office. Please act professional!" reprimand Davin.

"Sorry Mr. Davins! Excuse me," said Diandra. She felt annoyed that suddenly her husband was acting that way to her.

Dian, everyone has their limits of patience. I have always been patient with all your actions. But in the slightest you can't understand that I also want to be a little appreciated like a husband. But you, always thought I was a child, inner Davin.

Davin continued to stare at Diandra's frail back until she was lost behind the door of her room. He was eager to change Diandra's view that one's maturity could not be measured by age. He wanted to prove it to his wife, even though she was young but could do what adults do.

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