The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 33 Hiding

Cleantha pulled out her agenda book. While listening to the explanation from Nurma, he made some small notes in the book.

"Clea, we're going to the safe depository. I'll teach you how to take a cash box with a six-figure combination password. After that you can replace it with a new password."

"Yes, Mommy."

Cleantha followed Nurma to a small wooden door. The room was quite hidden.

Nurma turned the doorknob with her key, then took Cleantha in.

"Lock this safe room I'll leave it to you. There are only two people who hold the key, namely petty cash staff and Mr. Setyo. In the future you have to be careful because it holds petty cash owned by the company, as well as checkbooks and giro bilyet."

Cleantha nodded. In his heart there was a sense of anxiety as well as pride because he earned such a huge trust.

Nurma guided Cleantha step by step, until the girl managed to open the safe deposit box.

"Good, Clea. Now change the password. After this tell Mr. Setyo."

"Yes, Mommy."

Cleantha entered the newly created number combination, then repeated it twice to keep the password.

"Already, Ma'am."

"Let's get out, next I'll give you an example of how to write a check and the correct BG."

While waiting for Nurma to lock the door, Cleantha memorized her new password.

But the loud voice of Galih scattered Cleantha's concentration.

"Mr Cleantha, hurry to Mr. Setyo's room. Waiting for Mr. Setyo from earlier," said Galih convey the mandate of his manager.

"Clea, meet Mr. Setyo now. He will be angry" Nurma said.

"Yes, Mommy."

Cleantha rushed towards her manager's room.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Sit, Cleantha. Where are you from?"

"Sorry, sir, I'm from the safe room. Ma'am Nurma taught me to open the safe and change the password. Here's the new password" Cleantha handed him a piece of paper.

Mr. Setyo skimmed the paper and folded it.

"I'll keep this. I called you because I wanted to tell you that Mr. Alvian asked you to come to his room on the ninth floor" Mr. Setyo surprised Cleantha.

"Sir Alvian called me?"

"Yes. Maybe it has to do with your responsibility to keep the cash. Remember, later answer questions from Mr. Alvian as short as possible and on target. Don't provoke Mr. Alvian to ask further questions. I'm afraid you can't answer the question. Mr. Alvian was meticulous and detailed."

"Yes, sir."

"Now go to the ninth floor. Tap the door before entering. You have to maintain courtesy to our director."

"Okay, sir, I understand. Thanks for the guidance."

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Cleantha's steps felt heavy, as if there were chains binding her two legs.

His heart rhythm grew irregular with the increase in numbers in the elevator. When I reached number nine, the elevator door opened. There was no other choice for Cleantha than to get out of that elevator and head to the director's room.

I don't know what made Alvian Adhiyaksa call him.

Cleantha felt she had done nothing wrong today, except for the skimpy clothes she wore this morning.

Clearly, he must be prepared for the worst.

"Are you Miss Cleantha?" asked Alvian's assistant who saw Cleantha dyed in front of the door.

"Yes, sir."

"Wait here, I'll tell Mr. Alvian."

The black-clothed man knocked on the door three times before entering into the director's room. A moment later he came out by leaving the door open.

"Please come in, Miss. Mr. Alvian is waiting inside."

"Ba.ik, sir."

Cleantha walked slowly into the large room.

The temperature in the room felt so cold, it made Cleantha's body shiver. This cold temperature is either caused by the air conditioning temperature is too low, or because of excessive fear.

In the middle of the room, Cleantha saw Alvian sitting on her director's throne. His hands were busy typing something on his laptop.

When he saw Cleantha coming, Alvian turned his gaze.

"Good afternoon, sir," said Cleantha struggling to shake off her nervousness.

"Please sit down," replied Alvian flatly.

Cleantha shifted the chair carefully, then sat quietly unmoved.

"Isn't your name Cleantha, what's your nickname?"

"Clea, sir."

"Do you know why I called you into my room?" alvian asked leaning on his chair.

"No, Sir. The clothes I was wearing this morning were inappropriate. If so, I apologize. I'm..."

"Enough, I asked you not to come here to talk about it. I'm sure you've realized your mistake. The proof is that you are now wearing polite clothes. I was amazed by your preparation to bring a change of clothes to the office" Alvian looked at Cleantha.

Alvian re-enforced his seat.

"I'm calling you because you're a new staffer who's been given a lot of responsibility. Mr. Setyo says you'll be holding the lock and password of the safe. Frankly I don't know how your character is and what your abilities are, because you were accepted without a psychotest. You work here only on Dion's recommendation."

Alvian continued his words with great emphasis.

"The main thing I ask of you is integrity. Take good care and manage the company's money with thoroughness and honesty. Get rid of the thought of cheating. Trust is worth much more than money."

"Did I look like a thief so much that he doubted my honesty?"

cleantha thought a little offended.

Alvian pulled his body.

"You should record every expenditure carefully. As a cashier, your job is not only to spend money, but you have to control the amount of spending. Don't carelessly hand over the money to another division that asks you."

"Research and check carefully whether the request is reasonable, it has been approved by direct superiors and their division leaders," Alvian warned Cleantha.

Cleantha simply nodded and repeatedly said yes. He recalled a message from Mr. Setyo to answer as briefly as possible any questions from Alvian.

As expected, Mr. Setyo, Alvian is indeed a detailed leader and likes to lecture his men. He could even speak at length without the slightest pause.

Inevitably Cleantha had to survive with all the advice given by her superiors.

"I'm giving you a chance to ask. Go ahead," Alvian said with his dominant style.

"Nothing, sir. I'll try to do my job as directed by you."

"good. I'll keep an eye on your progress because you're still on probation. Do your best. Now you can go back to work" said Alvian again staring at the laptop screen.

A sign that she wanted Cleantha to quickly get out of her sight.

"I'm sorry, sir."

"Hmmm," Alvian replied indifferently.

Without much further ado, Cleantha walked out of Alvian's room.

Being able to get out of that place feels like surviving a death hole.

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"You're finally home. How's your job today? Is it fun enough?" tanya Zevira welcomes Cleantha.

"Yes Brother. I'm still in the learning stage, but I like my job."

The look on Zevira's face turned displeased as she looked at the clothes Cleantha was wearing.

"Clea, said Bi Dewi this morning you were wearing my gifting clothes. Why are you suddenly wearing different clothes?"

"Sorry, brother, I was forced to change clothes because it was not good for my boss. He said my shirt wasn't fit for the office."

"Your boss? Who her? How dare he criticize my choice?" ask Zevira annoyed.

"My name is Mr. Alvian Adhiyaksa" replied Cleantha."

"Alvian?"

Zevira's eyes grew bigger when she heard the name of her sister-in-law called by Cleantha. Zevira just remembered that Raja had appointed Alvian as finance director at the Adhiyaksa family company.

"Sister, I'll go to the room first. I'm gonna take a shower, my body is so sticky."

"Yes, Clea, go."

Upon arriving at the room, Cleantha rushed to take a bath to remove all her fatigue. He put on his sleeping pajamas and laid down on the bed. Luckily the King had not yet returned from office, so he was more free to be in that room.

"Why is my stomach hungry, even though I ate with Sister Keyla before coming home. Is this because my body isn't used to working, so I'm hungry easily,"

muttered Cleantha down from the bed.

Cleantha opened the room door and walked towards the kitchen. He wanted to find a snack that could clog his stomach.

But Cleantha stopped when she heard Zevira's voice talking to a man. The man's voice sounded familiar in his ears.

"Al, I'm glad you visited me" said Zevira.

"I came here because I wanted to see Brother."

"Well, that's how I am now. I'm paralyzed."

"Keep assured, Brother can definitely walk again. The therapeutic methods are becoming more sophisticated. Oh, where is King's brother? Has he not come home yet?" ask Alvian.

"No, Al. Why don't you go home together?"

"Sir King has a dinner appointment with investors. That's why he's been leaving the office since afternoon."

"I forgot to congratulate you, Al. Congratulations on your appointment as director of finance" Zevira said.

Hearing the finance director's words, suddenly made Cleantha aghast.

"Finance director? What was Al called by Kak Vira was Pak Alvian? So he's the King's brother, Lord,"

cleantha thought she was panicking.

"Have you had dinner, Al? If we can't eat together yet," asked Zevira.

"I've eaten, brother. Then I'll go home. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow I'll stop by here again after the office with Brother King."

"Don't go home, Al. Don't you want to meet your new sister-in-law? You know if the King marries again?"

"Yes Brother. But it's already night. I don't want to interrupt sister-in-law's break. Next time I'll meet him."

"Al, it doesn't matter that you get to know him now. Your sister-in-law just got home from work, too" Zevira said.

"He works in the office?"

"Yes. Come with me. I introduce you to him" said Zevira holding Alvian's hand.

A cold sweat drenched Cleantha's forehead.

"How's this? Would it be better for me to hide so as not to meet Mr. Alvian. But where am I supposed to hide?"