The Clutches of the Storm
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A few days later,
Indoneszian.
Daisy is seen standing in the waiting room section of the airport, staring around her for some time, she is indeed staring at a foreign place that she has never visited in her lifetime. Indonesia!, a foreign place that he had never been to, went to sign a cooperation contract that his company held with other foreign companies.
But his strange so down from his heart plane looks not okay, as if the name of the country is attached to his heart.
Indonesia, a foreign place with a familiar name.
"Direct to the hotel or is there a place you want your lady to go?." The secretary asked quickly, staring at his superior for a moment.
Daisy seemed to be frowning.
"Can you stop at the nearest supermarket? I think I need something cold and fresh fruits." Daisy answered quickly, putting on her glasses quickly.
"Well miss." The woman in front of Daisy lowered her head quickly.
after that they went from there towards the front where the pickup car had been waiting for the two of them.
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"Have you been to Indonesia before?." The driver asked the two of them, glancing at Daisy for a moment from the rearview mirror.
Daisy threw away her gaze, staring at the row of towering buildings that were on her right side.
"This is the first time." The secretary answered quickly.
The driver of the company they work with picked them up at this time, will take them to the part of the hotel they will make a place to stay. The owner offers them a villa, but Daisy insists on rejecting it.
"Too uncomfortable living in a foreign place too far from the city center." That's what Daisy said to her.
Daisy ignored the chatter of the two people, allowing themselves to enjoy the breeze of the night that hit the skin of her face, Indonesia has a fairly tropical climate she thought. Having closed his eyeballs slowly, a sense of tiredness and drowsiness still hit him.
"On the right side of the skyscraper belongs to the company that will miss coming, tomorrow I will take the two ladies there." Back the driver's voice broke the situation, mentioning the name of the owner of the giant company to the two women behind him.
Hearing the driver's words, Daisy's secretary nodded her head quickly, glancing at the lady, in fact, the woman is not at all interested in opening the eyeball because basically her boss is the type of person who never cares about the affairs of others even people who work with those who miss Daisy thinks it's just an advantage, she doesn't like cooperation that only hurts her losses or even complicates her.
The boss can be said to be a boss who is so cold and ignorant, rarely smiles at others and does everything quickly and well conceptualized, he does not like to beat around the bush and is very complicated and also full of high discipline.
The thing he hated the most in this world, people who didn't like working under pressure and not being on time.
The woman then glanced towards her right side, 5 rows of towering buildings were clearly written the name of the company that carried out the latest cooperation contract with them.
Dirgantara Group with rainbow emblem 🌈 on top of it.
"They used the rainbow emblem on the company side?." Secretary Daisy asked a little curiously.
"That's the name of the late wife of the Storm Lord." The driver replied again later.
"So the rumor is true if he's a widower?." The woman asked quickly.
"He em, he's a widower. Rainbow name of Mr. Storm's wife, miss." The man continued again later.
The woman was silent, glancing towards her superior lady who was completely ignorant of their conversation. For a moment the female eyeball glanced towards the necklace used by her boss, seeing the symbol of 🌈 which became her toy. The woman tried to glance at the rest of the shadow on the company, staring back at the existing emblem.
"Roof?! Isn't that too similar?." His mind slowly.
He momentarily frowned, but in a few seconds later attempted to ignore his unreasonable thoughts.
"Don't forget to stop by the nearest mini market, sir." Say the woman again later.
