The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Old love is not yet gone

The cold air of the city of Jakarta is slowly swept away in place of the warm sunshine. The dark clouds slowly turned bright, signaling that the day had changed.

A man with a middle-cut hairdo, and a clock coiled around his arm were ready to start his activities today.

According to the orders of his superior and sister-in-law, the man will head to the Santika group office. The company belongs to Santika, a woman who once stopped in the man's heart. However, due to a mistake made by the woman, the feeling of love that he had turned into a deep hatred. After all, he should be professional in his job. Remember Santika who can save the company where he works from the brink of bankruptcy.

A plan has been devised in such a way as to trap Burhan and Angel. Two people who became benalu in the company Siantara group, the company where he worked.

The blue-coloured sedan car sped up the density of the capital. The car driven by Delon stopped at a five-story building in central Jakarta. A security guard at the office approached himself who had parked his vehicle appropriately.

"Good morning sir" said the security guard.

"Amorning, has Santika come?" he then asked the security guard.

"No sir, he may come soon" replied the security guard.

After talking and getting a briefing from the cleaning service officer, Delon walked towards a room on the ground floor. The room is specifically for guests who are waiting for the owner of the company. Almost a quarter of an hour he waited, the movement of the door hendle accompanied by the opening of the door made Delon wide. When her iris captures the presence of a woman in a blezer suit and knee-length skirt, plus a contemporary hairdo makes her younger and more beautiful than her age. Until the man who was sitting in the waiting room swallowed his rough slavina.

"Sir De-lon?" the woman made sure the man in front of her was someone she knew.

Santika's sentence disperse the daydreams of Delon, immediately he pulled his gaze in another direction. The goal is not to want Santika to see nervousness from within him.

"The leader should set a good example for his subordinates," muttered Delon looking for awkwardness between the two of them.

"Sorry sir, I had a little business. Sorry to have you waiting, too" said the woman who was sitting across from Delon.

"Is there anything important, so you're here?" Delon stared confusedly at Santika's words.

"Ti-dak sir, is there a problem." Delon snorted in annoyance, perhaps his sister-in-law was bullying him.

Finally Delon told me his intention and purpose in coming to Santika's office. Carefully the narrow-eyed woman listened to the information conveyed by her business partner.

"But I don't have that much money to buy half of their shares" Santika said, a little pessimistic could help them.

"That's why you don't have to worry. Because Pak Angga himself will prepare the funds." Delon's answer made Santika understand their purpose and purpose.

He was only used as a tool to restore the love ocean company from Burhan's hands to the Sapta pact, a company that does belong to their families.

"Well, I'm willing to help you on your mission."

The awkwardness between them again teased, after their sight met and a few seconds locked.

"Thank you in advance, then excuse me." Delon withdrew from his seat, and started walking towards the door. Simultaneously Santika was the same, he took the initiative to open the door for his guests. So that their hands simultaneously hold the doorknob. They threw eyes at each other, the distance of their faces was very close. Each breath can be heard. Suddenly the turmoil in the chest of the two began to cause oddities, vibrations that had once existed. Now back to nesting. Not wanting to linger trapped in this kind of situation, Delon immediately withdrew his hand.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally said," Santiko looked nervous.

While Delon did not respond to her apology from the woman next to him, and chose to leave the woman after the door opened. His cold attitude was not solely because he still hated the woman. But also to protect himself from kebablasan if lingering close to Santika. Undeniably by the dimpled man, Santika's charm is still very strong. Until he almost got out of control.

"Huhhh... Angga Lo has to take responsibility for this situation," he sighed at his sister-in-law. "This must be the plan. You!!!!"

After Delon died, Santika was still standing looking at the back of the man who was walking towards the elevator. Until the figure disappeared behind the elevator. His heart rate is still irregular. The taste that grew ten years ago, now seemed to perch again in his heart. But he tried to fortify that sense so as not to grow. He was afraid of disappointment, especially his mistake which was so fatal that it made the man he loved suffered.