The Love of Azzalea

Chapter 9. Obsession Selena 2

The night was getting late, accompanied by a speck of rain, mixed with strong winds sweeping the dust along the road.

After the prayer, Azzalea lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling of the room. His mind was filled with questions.

Who exactly, that guy?

Could he be the man God sent to be my priest?

The sound of the cries of the neighbor's baby, resuscitating the girl, returned to her logic.

A faint smile expanded on her soft lips, recalling her mind had just returned from wandering.

Go sleep! I have to wake up tomorrow morning. Pillow and bolster invite, the girl closed her eyes.

Elsewhere, the car that Krisna was driving, entered the luxury housing complex.

"Home no 9, black fence." Selena, give orders.

The luxury car, stopped right in front of the house the woman was referring to. Dog barks, fierce barking, welcoming them.

The high fence moved automatically, a middle-aged man, was shocked to welcome the arrival of the master.

"Wanna stop by?" Bargain the girl, while opening her safety belt.

"We go straight, back. Tomorrow, it's still working."

Krisna pressed the automatic button, letting her, the woman immediately came out.

"You, the personal assistant of the President. Construction company? Um, who came specifically to invite employees, to the company party, back then?" Ask.

For a moment, the woman, speechless, something flashed through her mind.

"And, that President, is.....You?" He asked in a voice full of excitement.

His body twisted backwards, observing the handsome man, who was sitting a henchman in his chair.

"Down!" Krishna ruled with a voice rising by half an octave.

The girl in low dress, even grimace. Bravely invaded the handsome face before him.

The door next to her opened, Krishna stood up, letting her out, with a hand.

"okay....Don't be so woman! No one wants to, just know the taste!"

The woman with the long legs, cursed the man in front of her.

"Not bad. Spots out!"

Krishna, patience is over. He almost acted rudely, if only Selena was still lulled by his slackness.

"Daaaaahh..."

Said the girl, waving her hand, at the two men behind her.

"Crazy girl...." Krisna cursed, when she returned to her car.

"Now, tell that woman, crazy. Hold on, say like." Azka teasing.

"Eits, not possible. I've found my little angel." Krishna denies.

Azka's facial expression turned flat. His smile disappeared, anxiety began to haunt him.

What does Krishna mean, is Azzalea? The woman who had taken his heart?

"Who, that lucky girl?"

Azka asked, without being able to cover up, a curiosity within her soul.

Duh, cogan's jealous. Front spy observing face, Azka.

Just calm! Apparently, not the same woman.

"Surprise! That I know." Krisna smiled, with a secretive expression.

Should I give up?

My heart is hard to move by women. That girl is the only one.

"Tomorrow, you have a lunch appointment, with a client from Malaysia."

The young man with the shirt, light gray, reminded his superior. The man beside her just assented, with a head movement.

At Selena's house, after cleaning herself, the girl assesses herself in the glass. A happy smile emanated on his jutek face.

Tumben, I usually met with sadists!

Glass complains.

Understand, his name is the employer. As he likes it! Lizard suddenly nongol behind the glass.

Selena half slammed herself, in bed. Look at the ceiling of the room with shining eyes. For a moment, I looked at the sweater on the side of the bed.

He must be mine!

Whatever way.

The fatigue made his eyes slowly close. All parts of the body are tired, resting peacefully.

***

The sun shone brightly, greeting the earth and its contents. The breeze ran cheerfully. Whispering beautiful tones, making the leaves dance.

In one of the company's buildings, the OBs and OBs go on and clean the company's lobby.

Some employees, walking in agitation, want to arrive on time, from superiors and other employees.

"For all..." Selena greeted the entire room, with a big smile.

Unusual attitude, reaping questions, and short tweets from other employees.

"Why, him? Not usually friendly?" Brown-clad employee speaks.

"Magain happy, his heart." The girl in purple came to a sound.

"Perhaps, you just had a boyfriend." The woman with the map in hand, also made a sound.

The design department, inhabited mostly by women, was the only man there, only Bram served as manager.

Selena arrived at her desk. Her mood changed drastically, when she saw Azzalea sitting pretty in her place. Right in front of him.

Dara, with a pink blouse attached to her body, was looking down, not seeing her presence. Make the tension high.

Ill-bred

The red-haired woman approached Azzalea.

"For Azza." Sweep friendly.

"Morning too. I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were coming."

The girl looked up, revealing a guilty expression. On his desk looks an unfinished design.

Beware of the viper! keyboard sounds.

Azza, good girl. God must have protected. The pen on the table spoke.

But still have to take care of yourself. 'Humans are asked to keep trying. Keyboard chiming.

"Sir Bram, ask for some designs. President, this morning made a visit. Just met the design department."

The girl explained. The tissue on the table patted his eel.

Very honest, Neng!

"Seriously, loe Za?"

Selena asked enthusiastically. The girl in front of him nodded her head.

"Okay, thanks for the info."

The jutek girl looked bright. Then back to his desk. Her hands grabbed the glass, fixed the make up on her face.

Dara in purple continued her work. The gesture was serious, his fingers agilely dancing on paper.

"Be prepared! Ten minutes, the President's coming."

The order, Bram once entered the room. Immediately panic struck.

Some crackle fast, tidying up his desk. Others are busy justifying make up, to look beautiful in front of her Predir.

"The news is circulating, our boss, still a bachelor." Girl chirps bangs.

"Very handsome, but cold-hearted." Another girl chimed.

Bram, come to the table Azzalea. The girl focused on her design. The fingers put the finishing touches there.

"Where, Azza. All gone?"

"Yet...."The girl exhaled a sigh.

Bram saw, the work. A satisfied smile was drawn on his face.

"You, you are reliable. Cool this, the President would love."

Praise while inserting, the design is in a gold-colored map.

"Thank you, Azza. I'm very helped by you, in this department."

"Thank you for the trust you've given me."

Despite getting a lot of praise from colleagues and superiors, the girl remains low. The advantage is a gift from the Creator.

The atmosphere was silent, as there were rumblings of steps entering the room. Bram welcomed the two men who came.

Azka walks around the room, with Krisna and Bram walking on both sides. His brown eyes invaded.

His steps stopped at the table of Azzalea. The girl in front of him, avoiding his gaze. His fingers squeezed each other, relieving nervousness.

"His name is Azzalea, President. One of the company's flagship designers." Bram.

"Good morning, President. It's good to see you in our room."

The virgin greeted, with a voice made as calm as possible.

"Thank you." Further.

The man in the dark gray suit, nodded his head. An idea came to his mind.

"Then, Miss Azza should help me, present the results of this design, to the client."

The girl's eyes widened, her mouth half-opened. His face was pale for a moment. Azka was enjoying the expression of the woman in front of her.

Azzalea, speechless. Brain's empty. His mouth was locked, silent.

A few eyes, a compliment. In contrast to Selena, her anger was mounting, her heart was possessed by malice.

"Good President." Bram, answer politely.

While Krishna carved a faint smile on his face. Understanding the precise way the man beside her, chased after the girl.

"OK.all. Thanks for the hard work so far. Your design results are amazing, calculated enough by the opponent.

In the future, the company will send outstanding employees, to Paris. Learn the design even more deeply.

So, fight! So that you are chosen!"

A clap of hands filled the room. The mixed bardarah man, looking at the girl in purple with the tail of his eyes.

Very interesting

"Please get back to work! Keep health! Keep spirit!"

The man left the room, with a heart filled with flower buds blooming.

"Congratulations to Azza. The president chose you." The girl next to him.

Azzalea, gave a smile and a nod of her head. His heart seemed to be in disbelief, with the facts that had just happened.

"Thank you" he replied in an octave.

Another employee came to his desk, giving the same compliment.

***

"Loe knows who that girl is?" Krisna asked as the two were in the car, heading towards the headquarters.

Azka nodded her head. Half his soul was still left behind, on the girl. A happy smile emanated on his handsome face.

"That girl, who helped you, in the accident." Krisna.

"Gue knows! At a company party, someone intends to, harm him. Thankful, at that time, I was there."

"Stupid, oruh, Den." Mang Kardi, speak up."

The middle-aged man, feeling happy, if his master is happy. She wants Azka to come back as cheerful as her childhood.

"I think I should be patient. That girl is different from the other women." The man complained a little.

"That means, my little angel, his best friend that girl! It's a coincidence." Krishna looked in disbelief.

[Sir Azka, take Nisa for a walk! Bored at home continues] Message Nisa, get into the device, Azka.

[Today is busy! Tomorrow, try to] Azka, answer the message, her sister.

Meanwhile, at the villa, Anissa throws her gawai into the bed.

"Always busy!" He grumbled.

For a moment he was silent, boredom made his brain saturated, he grabbed his hand phone.

"Len, it's me, Nisa. I'm in Jakarta again." Said the girl, when her call was connected.

"Finding, yuk." Take the woman across.

"Where?"

"In the regular club."

"OKAY. See you soon."

Anissa hung up on me. He stepped towards the closet, where some fancy clothes hung there.

In this way, I can get attention, Azka. Then I'll do it.