The Destiny of Queenza's Love.

Accepting job offers

Queenzas

The girl returned to the restaurant where she applied for a job yesterday. But it turns out that his proposal was indeed back he brought.

"Thank you for the time, then excuse me." Pamphitt.

He walked lethargicly outside the courtyard of the restaurant, actually not because it was a pity with the application letter, he could make it again but he was just afraid the letters were misused if an irresponsible person was found.

"Miss Queenza." The call behind him made him look towards the source of the voice.

He frowned, it felt like the man's face was no stranger to him.

"Call remember me?" Said the man as he walked closer and grinned widely.

Ahhhh yes, now he remembered who this man before him was. "Sure!" Her speech. "You're the artist he said was famous, right?"

"Jeez. This girl." Inner inder.

"Not saying, but I'm famous, you're the only one ..."

"Yes.yes.yes.. It's up to you." Queenza's speech trims the words Inder. "What did you call me? Did you meet me to argue? or ...don't-don't you want to charge the taxi fare at that time?" His cute, made the man in front of him chuckle.

"Why are you always so prejudiced against me?"

"It's not because of that, is it? Then what?" Say it with flushed cheeks, shame.

"You need a job?" Inder asked, making Queenza look at him suspiciously.

"Where does he know I need a job?" Inner Queenza.

Inder noticed that questionable gaze, then

flick his hands together." Don't think shit." Said. "Yesterday in the taxi I found your job application!"

"Oh.. lags behind in the cab apparently." Mumbled relieved.

"I have an offer for you." Said Inder again. "I'm in need of an assistant, are you interested?"

Queenza thought for a moment, Assistant? what does this man mean by a housekeeper?

"Hows it? You interested?" Ask again.

"May I think about it first?" Bargain, Za. The man nodded.

"certain." Answer Inder. "This is my card, you can call me if you're interested."

Queenza received the business card, then nodded." Then I'll excuse you." Politely said.

"I wish you'd told me tonight." His words made the girl turn her head and then nodded until she finally resumed her steps.

Inder looked at the girl's back, which started to drift away and then disappeared.

If only he offered it was another girl, it was certain that his offer would be accepted immediately, but this girl was completely different.

"So that's the girl you told me about?" Ask Rega, who is now beside her.

Inder nodded. "Beautiful, right?" He asked, making his best friend look at him.

🌺🌺🌺

The next night Queenza told about the job offer she received to Alika, she showed her the business card that the man gave her.

"Ivander Kamal Prasetya!" Rafal's cousin, man,

"Oh Queenza..It is very lucky that you were offered a job by Ivander directly, If I am offered will not be much thought I will immediately accept even though it is a toilet cleaner at home even." His cousin exclaimed.

"Of course, my dear cousin, when else would you get a good chance like this." Alika said again. "Let's imagine you'll see Ivander's handsome face every day, Ahh Za."

"You're right, because being an assistant to an artist like that must be a big salary, right?" His words immediately made his cousin snatch annoyed.

"Geez, Za. is that just money you think?" His cousin, who made him laugh.

"What else should I think? Looking at the handsome face of your idol artist, it won't make me full and won't make my body heal." Her speech.

"Cheh. You really only think about money." her cousin said. "I'm in the room first, yeah, I'm sleepy, and tomorrow I have to work in the morning." Say Alika again, while leaving her.

It was late at night, he was petting is he going to contact the man now? or tomorrow morning?

But.Isn't the man waiting for his answer tonight? But.. What if the man is asleep?

Finally Za decided to try to contact him, if it is not lifted then it means the man is asleep.

He typed the number on the business card, after a moment of sound across the phone.

"Hallo, Mr. Ivander. I'm Queenza who you offered a job this afternoon."

🌺🌺🌺

Inder stared at the clock that was coiling in his hand, From the shooting home he felt uneasy. The time that he should use to rest instead he used to look at his watch. Silly right?

It was already half-eleven, but the phone he was waiting for was still not ringing. Inder exhaled in annoyance, was the girl really not interested in the job she offered?

Huhhhhh.... An Ivander Kamal prasetya awaits the girl's phone to approve the job she offers, what does the world say? Isn't it usually the other person he always makes waiting for his decision?

An hour passed, a phone ring he was waiting for actually rang.

" Hello, Mr. Ivander. I'm Queenza you offered a job this afternoon."

Deg.

Even just hearing his voice could make his heart seem to jump.

He cleared his throat before replying, "Emmh yes, so how? Are you interested?"

" Well that's why I called you, I'll take this job."

"Yes.." Inder said without a sound, wanting to feel like he was prancing "Emh. good."

"But there are some things I should ask about this job?"

"No problem, you can ask anything." Her speech.

" It doesn't seem to be now, Mr. Ivander. It's too late." replied the girl on the phone.

" yes, how about we meet tomorrow? You signed your contract."

"Well, you just set the time and place. I'll come."

"All right, I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

The phone broke off, but Inder was still staring at the screen with a big smile.

"Oh yeah, I'm not ready for the contract." Panicked calling. Soon he crammed the number of the manager and his best friend.

"Bikinin I have a contract on behalf of Queenza, I want it done tomorrow morning."