The Spirit of the Youth Who I Omitted

zihan najza maharani's

once in the parking lot marcell office out and around the car to open the door of the girl, he immediately pulled the girl's hand

the girl with a slightly ruffled appearance but still looked beautiful, marcell quickly went inside

there many employees wondered who the girl was? tumben once the young master took the girl to the office

a lot of celebration from the mouth of the employee but can not be said because they are afraid of the effects of marcell's rampage

marcell entered the special elevator to the president, the room is on the 40th floor, understand only the marcell company has now developed rapidly, this building is one of the skyscrapers

about 5 minutes they reached his room, above there were only a few special rooms, he passed through his assistant room

his assistants named adi and mira they were surprised at the arrival of their president with a girl but quickly they lowered their heads signifying their respect

marcell entered his room, and letting go of the girl's hand, he sat down on the seat of his greatness.

while the girl sat the sofa in front of Marcell.

I'm fed up with the stupidity you made from earlier, I lost a lot of time, now tell me there's something you can explain? whatis yourname? he said to the point

because she was scared, the girl was crying

aihhhh, it's so inconvenient for you unlucky girl, why are you crying instead, said Marcell grimly

suddenly Ars entered, he had already knocked on the door but because of their debate inside no one heard until the ars even entered

he was surprised by the girl's presence, Ars rubbed his eyes, and looked towards the girl, but the girl was still there, he quickly approached marcell

who's the girl?did you kidnap people's children? how did the girl get to this room? he said because never once marcell close to named woman

ars I don't know who this girl is, she was suddenly in my car, this I'm still asking who she is even you dluan who entered, said Marcell

uh huh? you don't know who ? but you brought it to this office? maybe he's a liar again? said ars by looking at the girl and marcell alternately

hey girl, who are you? what's your name? uh huh? he said a little to raise his voice

the girl was crying even harder

marcell and Ars were shocked, and were head-warming.

hey, why are you crying, aissshh.

don't cry anymore for the heart to be dislodged, said Ars with a little lower tone.

the girl stopped crying, but she did not want to answer the question ars, making her more dizzy.

while Marcell was also dizzy with his emotions and asked even more subtly, he walked up to the sofa and sat down in front of him

hay... What's your name? why did you get in my car? asking her subtly was not her type but she had to do it

hay too, my name is zihan najza maharani, he said by sticking his hand out to marcell, his voice soft and soft

to the extent that Marcell was hypnotized with his voice and did not receive a helping hand.

until Zihan pulled his hand again and felt faint again

marcell who was aware of the zihan fear instantly normalized the situation

sorry.. sorry, what was your name, I heard less.

zihan who was afraid did not answer but he wrote on the paper.

my name is zihan najza maharani.

marcell and Ars glanced at each other feeling that something was strange

''why doesn't she make her voice again, instead write on paper, you weird girl'' dumel ars

ars shut up, you can leave us for a minute later the meeting calls me, Marcell said

ars left them, and there was confusion among them.

I repeated the introduction, he said subtly

''hay introduce my name, marcell mahendra''

what's your name? taya marcel's

''my name is zihan najza maharani'' he said in a soft voice and reached out his hand followed by a smile that could melt the heart

''why did you run like you were chasing a demon? '' no, no more

I ran away from home, because my stepmother wanted to sell me to someone who was old, by forced marriage

marcell was also furious with stepmother Zihan heard the story.

are you not working? just another

'' I was in college, I was 20 years old, but I went to my boutique after school.

marcell had already understood the state of Zihan, he glanced at the clock attached to his hand.

I'm sorry if I stay for a while, I still have a meeting, you can wait in this room, if you need anything you can call my secretary in front of that

I was only 2 hours away, he said again and soon he got up from his seat and went to the meeting room

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