The Handsome Savior of my Life
Chapters 1. Meet you
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That night, even though the weather outside was very cold, when everyone began to enter the contest one by one, on the edge of a high bridge towered, when everyone began to enter the contest one by one, a young woman is lamenting her fate that continues to experience adversity and misfortune in life, lately. A young woman named Shakira Putri Prajogo.
"Lord I'm tired, I can't stand it anymore. Forgive me Lord if this path I take," said Shakira strengthened her resolve even though she knew what she was doing was wrong.
Raising his legs one by one to the highest bridge fence in the city, tears kept flowing down his cheeks. At this time all the good and bad memories flashed in his head, the shadow of his parents. Until not realized both feet have climbed the top of the bridge fence.
Shakira closed her eyes and said loudly, "Papa, mama! Wait for Kira there hiks hiks ...."
With that shout, Shakira determinedly let go of her handrails and was about to jump off the bridge.
But at that moment, unexpectedly, a pair of hands pulled Shakira's body and hugged her. That person's actions had successfully cancelled his attempt to end his life.
"Hey lady! Stupidhead! What do you think you're doing?! Is it that by ending your life everything will just be finished?!" snapped a man's voice in his ear while shaking his body forward and backward.
Shakira, who was still in a state of shock, was fixated on seeing the most beautiful creature of God in front of her.
"Oh no .. am I already in heaven? Why is this angel so handsome .. like Captain America," Shakira said in her heart.
"Hey awake! Are you okay?” asked the man in a position still hugging Shakira's trembling body.
Not to answer the question of the man but to ask back. "Why did you save me?!" shakira snapped after coming to her senses from her shock.
"Huh ... you stupid woman! You think I'm deaf to the point of yelling at my ear?!" maki the man.
"Let's get up, I'll take you home" he said, pulling Shakira to her feet from the pull.
"Huft is so troublesome," the man's inner self.
Hearing the word go home, Shakira was confused as to where to go. He recalled why he ended up on this bridge. Everything has been lost, home, work and even his personal life was lost without a trace, out of his hands.
Hiks hiks...huhuhuhu.
"Hey .. hey .. no need to cry. Come on, I'll take you home. Tell me where's your house?" ask the man again.
"I'm sorry, I don't have a place to live anymore, after all I don't have anyone" Shakira said slowly.
The man was confused, while scratching his head that did not itch.
After thinking for a moment, the man made a unilateral decision.
"Follow with me, and do not resist! Because it's night. We'll think again tomorrow" he ordered.
Shakira looks scared. A mind that is not in his head. But for some reason, the aura of the man was very calming. No bad feelings for him.
"Where are you taking me?" great-grandson Shakira was half frightened.
"Get in the car and don't ask questions!" emphatically.
Despite the fear of being felt, Shakira still obeyed him. Because where else is he going tonight. Money is also in the wallet.
I resigned, Lord. Give me a way. Shakira's.
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The next day...
At exactly 06:30 a.m., Shakira awoke from her sleep. After a night of trying to give her body a chance to rest, Shakira is confused where she is now.
Ahhh in the apartment of the man who has saved her or rather thwarted her attempt to get away from this cruel world
Thankfully, he didn't do anything with me. Last night he took me to his apartment. Shakira's.
"The man is handsome yet strange," inwardly.
Then Shakira got up from her sleep and went to clean up in the bathroom. After finishing, Shakira found a paper message attached to the glass of the dresser along with a bag containing 1 suit of work clothes.
Read the message carefully.
“What you should do today :
1. Breakfast, 2. At 09:00, go to Three Siblings Corp., the address according to the card I gave you. Just tell me if there is an appointment with the HRD. DO NOT BE LATE IF THERE IS STILL A DESIRE TO REORGANIZE YOUR LIFE!!” the contents of the message were clearly written by the man.
Inner Shakira was raging, confused about whether to obey the contents of the message or leave this place. He didn't know who this man really was, who had helped him last night. Even his name does not know. But right now, he was just a kara. Inevitably, receive the message.
Shortly after he realized, sunlight entered the room through the window, as if calling Shakira to enjoy it. Shakira turned her head and walked towards the window. While looking out, looking at the humans down there who have been busy to start their day, vehicles passing by, making Shakira think carefully, what steps she will take at this time.
But who would have thought, unexpectedly came a handsome flat-faced man to save him.
“Hmm .. This must be your plan isn't it, for me?” Shakira said to herself, with teary eyes and looking at the clear blue sky.
Not wanting to disappoint her savior, Shakira gets ready to wear the suit she was given.
“Wah, the taste is not canned nih people. Shoes and bags are provided. With a famous brand as well, what dream I had yesterday to meet with him," said Shakira while pecking herself in front of the glass.
Tok ... tok ..tok .. heard a knock on the door out there.
Shakira went to open the door of the room, hoping that the one standing in front of the door was the angel she looked like.
And it turns out that the one who knocked on the door was the housekeeper, telling him breakfast was ready and another 30 minutes of invitation would come to take Shakira to her destination.
With a sweet smile and not forgetting to say thank you, Shakira followed Bik Ima, the ART to the dining room.
Not long after, while enjoying breakfast, Shakira asked Ms Ima the whereabouts of the apartment owner, because from then on she did not see her figure.
Ms. Ima who was asked just smiled and replied short.
"Young Master was gone from dawn."
Shakira nodded her head in understanding and finished her breakfast quickly.
Hm ... Young Master ...Shakira's.
While waiting for an invitation, Shakira used her time to go around the apartment to find out what the man's name was and what he looked like. Until now, he has not thanked me.
Wanting to ask Bik Ima, his ART, Shakira was embarrassed.
This apartment is dominated by gray and black colors only, photopun also does not exist. The furniture is also minimalist style.
Showing the character of the owner is not neko-neko, simple and tends to be loner and quiet. Just by looking around this apartment, Shakira was able to assess a little bit the character of the man.
It made Shakira curious about her figure. Back imagined handsome face that dominates, hugs and sounds of worry that is clearly heard in his ears, although late at night, the darkness does not dampen the true good looks.
"Hisss what I think", inner Shakira. Shortly after, the invitation came.
Shakira went straight to the Three Siblings Corp. A magnificent building containing 46 floors complete with a towering tower. Arriving there, the receptionist did not complicate it. Directed to the 25th floor. As Shakira walked towards the elevator, almost all the employees turned their heads, amazed to see her. Young girl, charming look with long brown hairstyle, slightly choppy, body like a Spanish guitar, who will not look at it.
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On the 25th floor, the atmosphere of the room was quite busy. Many employees passed by while carrying files. He knows the profile of Three Siblings Corp. The third largest company in the country, engaged in the electronic industry and even its corporate branches almost control all of Southeast Asia and its subsidiaries are also spread throughout Indonesia.
All this information he got from a business magazine that he always read in his papa's natural workspace and did not forget also the news circulating on television and the internet.
“What does it mean to send me to this company? Is this his or her friend? Or ... lest I be told to be OB?!" namel Shakira with lips chattering, while waiting for the manager he must meet according to the message in the receptionist before he went up to the HR department office that specifically handles the work.
Five minutes passed, there came a woman with an elegant appearance and beautiful and dexterous look, greeting her kindly.
“With Miss Shakira Princess Prajogo? Let's follow me."
Shakira nodded her head and without much questioning followed her.
“Where do they know my full name?” his inner.
Shakira was brought to a very luxurious room, from the interior design was already seen that this is not a room of middle to lower employees. Some abstract paintings hang, large sofas made of leather that are certainly expensive, decorate the room. Curiosity is growing in his mind.
“Young Master, Miss Shakira has arrived and here are the necessary files" said the woman named Maria to her master who was sitting on her back to the table facing the large window, it clearly shows the hustle and bustle of the city scenery out there.
Without waiting for an answer, Maria left the room.
The aura in the room was gripping. For some reason, Shakira was sweating.
Shakira tries to introduce herself groggily.
"Ehm .. Good morning, sir. My name is Shakira."
Then, the person called the Young Master turned his chair towards the table.
Shakira was stunned .. Both her eyes widened and her lips opened. After realizing his surprise, Shakira said.
"Huh?! Young Master is you?!"
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