The Love Of A Crazy Boss

Beginning of Travel

It was getting dark, and some farmers were getting ready to return to their homes. But not with the girl, he was still busy with his activities of picking young cassava leaves in his father's garden. The father had gone home first, leaving his daughter alone in his cassava garden.

"Hehh... Finally finished," he said while staring at the pile of young cassava leaves he had picked earlier.

"Some were escorted to Om Iwan's house, the rest were taken home," he muttered again, recalling his mother's message to deliver most of the young cassava leaves to Om Iwan's house. Om Iwan himself is a traveling vegetable seller in his village.

The girl looked right and left. Only then did he realize that he was alone in the garden, while the other peasants were nowhere to be seen. Even Bulek Susi who usually always goes home with him was not looking at the stem of his nose.By quickly the girl put all the young cassava leaves into the basket she had prepared from home. He soon passed from that place.

The girl walked in a hurry. The distance from the garden to his house was only about three hundred to four hundred meters. But with the current situation who would dare to walk alone through the rubber garden as the evening began to greet. Especially for that thirteen year old girl. The current situation is certainly scary.

Srheek

There was the sound of dried leaves being stepped on by someone. The girl paused for a moment. He turned his head to the right and left looking for the source of the sound. Because there was nothing he continued in his footsteps.

Srheek

Srheek

Srheek

The voice sounded again. The girl stopped again, her heart pounding. A variety of negative thoughts came to haunt his brain. This time the sound was very close.

Run...

That's what's on his mind now. He quickly turned and ran. But, unfortunately, the man was faster than him. In an instant the tall man in black clothes managed to catch the girl's arm.

*****

Today is a happy day for me, the article today I officially work at my father's own hotel, and PAID!!

During this year I interned here as the assistant of my brother, the chief director. More precisely my father and brother did forced labor on me. You can just imagine how much I suffered when I had to work according to my brother's orders without being paid a penny. I only got food rations in the cafeteria twice, at lunch and at dinner.

But I was lucky because my beautiful mother was still kind enough to give me twenty thousand in pocket money every day. At least I can still buy the things I want without having to ask Dad.

Dad was hard at educating us. My brother was treated the same as me, even more extreme than I was. Hendri even had to bring supplies from home because he did not have the opportunity to have lunch at the hotel, the canteen for staff and workers at this hotel. His lunch time he spent staring at computer screens, learning things related to the hospitality business. That's what makes him able to occupy the position as the main director at a relatively young age.

Similarly, my sister, a spoiled girl who always wears a polkadot bandana wherever, whenever, and under any circumstances it gets the same treatment as me and Hendri. Dad always emphasized to him to save some of the pocket money given, and used to buy his own school supplies. The spoiled man was even obliged to follow the activities of pencak silat martial arts which are widely spread in this city, so that he can protect himself, especially for beautiful girls it seems like crime is prone to occur.

But I'm proud to have a father, because no matter how hard he educates us, a father is a warm man who loves his family very much, let alone his love for his mother is no doubt. MARISSA HOTEL is one of the proofs of father's love for mother. In addition to her name pinned on this hotel, mother also became the largest shareholder of the hotel where I work starting today. Though the mother is just an ordinary housewife, who loves the family very much and is also very good at serving dishes that make the tongue sway.

And this is where I, an Ardian Sanjaya will make my debut as the manager of this hotel. My job is to make sure all employees are in their respective positions and work according to their expertise. In addition, ensuring that our hotel visitors get the best service is my duty. I want MARISSA HOTEL to be the best hotel in the country.