
"What are you doing?"tanya Nurfa felt uneasy.
"Ck, I can get an old-fashioned looking secretary like you."Decak the man then felt the look of the face as if feeling pity.
"Sorry, Sir?"nurfa asked furrowed her brows.
"Here you are, your taste is ancient."Read the man openly.
"You mean what's that saying?However, my appearance is not your concern, Pak.Again, where I work first I also wear clothes like this.The only person who criticizes my way of dressing is only you," replied Nurfa with annoyance.
What's wrong with trying?
He was wearing black flatshoes, black skirts, not forgetting the light blue shirt and hijab that matched the color of his shirt.What the hell is that guy?!
"You can't compare my company to the company you used to work for, Miss Zahwa.I'm sure you agree with that, too" Brayen said in a dismissive tone.
"Geez, why do you like to insult me so much?Do you think everything should be to your liking?Listen yes sir, bad for you is not necessarily bad for others.So do not always impose your will with me," said Nurfa with annoyance.
"Huh!Who cares about other people's view of you, which is clearly in my view you look like it is," Brayen said casually as he looked cynically at Nurfa.
"Then I won't care about your views on me.Believe don't believe sir, honestly if asked the view, my view of the Father is also not too good," replied Nurfa casually.
"You!"Appoint Brayen to Nurfa with sharp eyes.
"That's it, Mister.Didn't I come here to work?"nurfa asked lazily regardless of the man's words.
"Tsk!I don't know what my father saw of you.With your attitude like this, I'm sure this company will be destroyed" Brayen said without feeling.
"Thank you, sir.Fun the hearts of parents the reward is great, sir."
Brayen who heard that, looking at the direction of Nurfa.Dipandangi so, he turned his gaze in the other direction, tracing the interior of this room.Mau how else, rather than looking at the man was better to turn his eyes away.
"I would go crazy if I kept talking to you, that's your room" Brayen said, pointing at the room with his chin.
The room is connected to Brayen's room, and has a transparent glass door.Of course, so that Brayen can supervise his work, and vice versa.
"That's the key to your room."He pointed towards the man's desk.
"Well, sir, I'm sorry, good morning, sir," said Nurfa, bowing slightly, then turned towards the room after taking the key.
Brayen continued to look at Nurfa with a cold look.After that he clicked his tongue, then sat down to his chair to continue his work that had been delayed.
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"Well!So Mr. Zacky himself chose you to be Brayen's secretary?"siska said with passion to Nurfa, to which she answered a nod.
"You're so lucky, Father."Cut Natasya with a face of amazement.
"Lucky what?You haven't felt the secretary of that man yet" Nurfa said a little annoyed, taking a drink in front of her.
"Ck!You're not grateful, many want to be in your position right now.If I were in your position, I could definitely be big head and happy because it's always near Brayen,"siska said with a happy smile imagining what she just said, not much different from Natasha's expression.
"Are you not afraid?"ask Nurfa carefully.
"What to be afraid of.Maybe I will be slightly harmed, but still Brayen still pay more attention to his former secretaries.They are not employed here, they are not employed here,but they can work in a branch office and have a fantastic position" Natasya explained.
Nurfa, who saw the expression of her new friend, could only shake her head in thought.He stood up from his chair, intending to get out of the cafeteria.
Apparently, Brayen news that likes to play with his secretaries, not only known by his father alone.Maybe all employees of this office already know the rumors.
"Where are you going?"ask Natasya.
"To Musholla, has entered the time of zuhur.You want to come along?"
"Go first.You already know where it is, right?"tanya Natasya, who was replied by a nod by Nurfa.
After performing the Zuhur prayer, Nurfa intends to return to his room.Again, the break will soon end.When walking wants to return, he looks at the man who is preceding him from his right.
It seems that the man is too focused on the phone in his hand, so do not pay attention around and seem rushed.When Nurfa looked down, he saw the man's wallet that fell.Brown wallet made of premium leather.
Nurfa immediately took the wallet and ran a small approach to the man.
"Excuse me!"nurfa said a little loudly making the man stop his steps and turn to look towards Nurfa.
The man had a handsome face, and was like a westerner.The hair was neatly arranged and a little wet, the nose was sharp, the eyebrows were thick, the hair was thick,and do not forget the man's eyes are shaded with irises in green.As well as a brown coat worn by the man looks contrasted with the color of his skin white.
"Astaghfirullah," said Nurfa while bowing his gaze.
"Yes, what's up?"ask the man politely.
"This, I want to return your wallet.Your wallet fell while you were walking earlier," said Nurfa, handing over the wallet.
"Oh my Gosh, Thank you miss," said the man with a faint smile and took the purse and kept it in his pocket.
"I've never seen you before, introduce my name Adrean Tris Smith" said the man, sticking out his hand.
"My name is Nurfa Mysha Zahwa, Pak" said Nurfa cupping her chest.
Not without reason he called the man with the word 'sir'.After hearing the man's last name, he only realized that the man in front of him was the successor to the Smith Enterprise company, a company that was also influential in the country.
Hearing Nurfa's name, the man scrunched his forehead, as if thinking.
"Wait, you're Brayen's new secretary right!"said the man then smiled broadly at Nurfa.
Hearing that, Nurfa suddenly widened his eyes in shock.How can this man in front of him know, provided he does not say if he is a secretary from Brayen.
"How do you know, sir?"
Seriate...