The Last Cliff's

Chapter 23

With a red fuscha cardigan that covers a shoulder-sleeved dress, Clarissa Mae looks very simple, her shoes are just a low-heeled pantofel. It does not reflect his figure as an owner of an elite company in the automotive field. Or maybe he deliberately wanted to appear 'low profile' in front of Edward Rodmeyer.

Although only dress up in style, but her flexible nature and polite way of speaking and the way her lips smile impress that she is an educated woman. But that wasn't enough for the other couple of pairs of women's eyes around her desk, they glanced at Clarissa Mae with a cynical look. Even some whispered to each other that Clarissa Mae was not allowed to sit at the same time with Edwad Rodmeyer, because the man in a suit complete with clothing designed by Jack Spickl*us.

"Wow ... You look so Rodmeyer, Eddy !" ledek Clarissa Mae on the perfect appearance of the man before her.

"Your appearance isn't too bad for a newcomer who just arrived in this town this afternoon."

"Come on, Eddy ! Don't over-spread the charm. I'm afraid of heartbreak."

"Ha ha ha ... Smart miss is joking."

"By the way ... How's your son doing ?"

"Huft ...." Edward Rodmeyer sighed heavily and then exhaled slowly. "Sean's hard to control." then.

"She needs a mother figure." said Clarissa Mae flatly.

"Therefore I need the intervention of a nursing home mother named Faizah ... Ha ha ha ha !"

"Hadew ..." by Clarissa Mae. "Mother Faizah, I've taken her as my own mother, Eddy ! Don't keep getting mocked."

Their conversation was halted by the presence of a waiter delivering dishes at their table.

"No ! Just water, please." assault Clarissa Mae as the maid intends to unseal a bottle of 'Campaign'. Edward Rodmeyer refused to let the drink be poured into his glass.

"I'm not making fun of him" Edward Rodmeyer said as quietly as the waiter from their side of the table.

"Ha ha ha ... Edith ... Eddy ! Kon is famous loh." reply Clarissa Mae uses the dialect of java timuran.

Edward Rodmeyer's laughter grew louder.

"Where did you learn that dialect ?" ask her on the sidelines of her shoulder.

"I am a descendant of Chinese surabaya loh ! My dad says 'arek'. Mama was the best when papa said that. But they have long left us, facing the Lord." replied Clarissa Mae, her face began to dim, the twinkle in her eyes began to recede as her memory drifted back to Raquella's barrenness. He felt not good enough to replace the role of his parents for his sister.

Edward Rodmeyer saw Clarissa Mae's 'mood' change with a serious look, halting her laughter, replacing it with a straw of white roses in front of Clarissa Mae.

"Hey !" the shock of Clarissa Mae, made her eyes slightly twinkle the rays. "I have a hard time sleeping, Lo, Eddy !" continue kelakarnya.

It made Edward Rodmeyer relieved, he was able to reverse Clarissa Mae's 'mood' with just a white rose whose face value is not how much, but has a very valuable philosophical value. That means, the woman sitting in front of him prefers the heart to luxury, the kind of woman he wants to guide Sean Rodmeyer.

"Honest ... I have to admit the sharpness of Faizah's eyes in measuring someone's character. Miss Clarissa has more than enough quality to guide my son" Edward Rodmeyer said in a heavy voice.

"Household life cannot be based only on the satisfaction of one aspect, Sean for example. But it must also be for the satisfaction of other aspects, for example, you yourself, or your future wife. Everyone must be satisfied ! Only a household can stand firm, not easily collapsed despite the storm of the test."

"Such idealism would be difficult to materialize."

"Hehehehe ... Reportedly Sean and his daddy are 'falling in love' with a top writer, right so ?" looking at Clarissa Mae, a smile alay had been slanted on her lips to corner her interlocutor.

"Muhaka ... Turns out you're a yellow tabloid reader too." Edward Rodmeyer.

"That's hoax or reality ?"

Clarissa Mae's question cornered Edward Rodmeyer. He can no longer squirm. Forcing him to come back flat-faced, serious face.

"That's Sean's reason for refusing my invitation to dinner with us. He wants to be with Shasa always." said the man with a sour face.

"Said, he is currently lying in the hospital due to a traffic accident.”

"Propositions ?" sergeant Clarissa Mae. His two eyebrows almost collided. "You haven't been to see !?"

"I was wrong ! Sean has gotten too close to Shasa, even my son is dependent on him. While our relationship is still far from romance." Edward Rodmeyer breathed his heavy breath. Set his facial expression to make it look more relaxed.

"If left unchecked, Sean will rely on him more like he depends on a mother, then suddenly Shasa rejects me and marries another man ... Berabe is !"

"Mixixixixi ...." Clarissa Mae laughed gigglingly, "how can there be a woman who can shake off your charm, Eddy !? Look at You !" he continued while rubbing a little oil stain on the corner of his lips.

"Really !"

"He rejected you ?"

"Defuse me, not yet ! But he always dodges."

"Have you tested ?" ask Clarissa Mae with a little centile.

"Tested how ?" go after Edward Rodmeyer. He placed the dinner knife on the edge of his plate, preparing to hear an explanation from Clarissa Mae.

"Tested for his jealousy. Some women find it difficult to define their feelings. They have difficulty distinguishing between sympathy for friends and love. Until one day, they feel abandoned by their partner, they will learn to distinguish whether they feel a sense of loss or jealousy. Yes ... At least that's what I've been through."

"Eddy !? How are you, anyway ??" clarissa Mae.

"I've never been rejected, Broo !"

That time it was Clarissa Mae who let out a heavy sigh. He just remembered that the one sitting in front of him was Edward Rodmeyer, the most unlikely figure to be rejected by a woman.

"Try it ? You bring a woman whose quality is equal or maybe better than him, then you introduce him as one of the competitors candidates. If he's jealous and after you, he's in love. If he's a bitch, it means Sean has to get you away from him."

"Trus who's the girl I should bring ?" go after Edward Rodmeyer, that time with a whimper.

"Yes God ... Eddy !" clarissa Mae's voice began to grow furious. But the man in front of him was even indifferent, then raised his gadget.

"yes, Pa ! I'll be there soon." he answered the gadget in his ear. "Chih .... Sean was rampaging in his oppa-oma house." he continued while increasingly irritant, "the state asked to be delivered to the hospital."

"Jude ... Come back !" clarissa Mae.

"You're in my car, we're in the same direction !"

"Hya ... Come on ah ! Want to sleep gw ... Tired." said Clarissa Mae hurriedly. There was gratitude in his heart, because on his first day in Surabaya, his Lord had sent a reliable friend. "Thank you, Miss Faizah !" whispers in his mind.

***

Raquella Mae entered her office with her chin raised, a black leather jacket wrapped around her bongsor body, fastened only to the stomach. Her cleavage was barely exposed, as her triple oversize O-neck T-shirt was left to stand up to the lowest part of her bra. Waist up to his ankles wrapped in tight rapejins, tipped with a black boot as high as a calf as his footwear.

On his first day at the helm of the company, he was an American gangster-style Banditos, complete with his big motorbike and sunglasses. Just lacking a tattoo, Raquella Mae did not dare to tattoo her skin because her brother-Raquella Mae can be very angry and then punish her !

"Good morning, Ma !" greet some employees who passed by him.

"Morning !" cold Raquella Mae chimed in as she continued to step towards the manager's special elevator.

While the employees immediately huddled on some corner of the table. They muttered softly, whispering softly while covering their lips with fingers. Shooting the appearance of their new boss' 'angker.

Raquella Mae did not care, her figure that day was like a storm in her office. Ready to hit anyone who does not want to cooperate. Adding a haunted impression in the office that had previously impressed mystical it.

In the office there was never a 'laughter', never a 'sloth', because their boss before - Clarissa Mae is not a 'joker'. He spoke only as necessary, with a slight smile.

After the elevator door, Raquella Mae immediately entered the President Director's room.

"Sir, gather all the members of the board of directors !" he told his personal assistant. Then sitting behind the President Director's desk, his legs raised to the table, berselonjor pongah.

His hands played the gadget.

"Fuck !" he screams at the gadget.

Making the middle-aged woman who had been 4 years more working as a personal assistant Clarissa Mae was jolted in shock, then hurriedly left the room.

Raquella Mae's eyes were nanar, her breathing started to rhythmic, her face reddened. The gadget in his hand spawned a video of Arvine Dowson fighting death while saving a driver from the explosion of his car wreck.

It wasn't the man's actions that agitated her, because she knew that Arvine Dowson wouldn't be easy to destroy, Raquella Mae focused on setting the video.

"Pantesan Lo tell me to take care of this office ! Apparently the brother went to Surabaya to meet Vinnie." he was furious when he realized that the vlog setting was in the city of Surabaya.

"Trus Lo sure you can get Vinnie again, Brother ? This is me, brother ! Raquel ... Always be prepared with the ultimate weapon to enter the war" he told himself.

"City ... Mas Bram !" swipe at the picture of the man on the screen of his video call. He hurriedly placed the headset into his ear.

"Please edit trash on Rinjani missions sent to my number yes, Mas !" raquella Mae.

"Yes, Mas ! The scene at the top of the hill." he explained again.

"No, my mom ! Time of the bawdy scene kek it gw publish itself ... Shame on it ! Mas Bram believes in Quella ! That scene will make me the most beautiful memory of my life ... Personal consumption, Mas !" flirt again.

"okay ... Thatha Mas Bram ! Thanks ..." Raquella Mae closed with a triumphant twinkle.

When some of the fathers entered the room, Raquella Mae casually said: "Fathers please return to their respective desks. The meeting was not held today." made his personal assistant stand dumb while scratching his head.

"And the task for you today is to prepare accommodation for my trip to Surabaya, just like the accommodation for Clarissa's sister, especially the hotel where she stayed" Raquella Mae told her Personal Assistant.

"The hotel is full, ma'am ! Flight tickets are for a minute, I check first."

"It should be ! Today I also have to be in Surabaya."

"But, Ma !"

"For many reasons ! I said yes now ... Now !" the Wrath of Raquella Mae. He felt he had been lied to by Clarissa Mae.