They Say, I'm a Liar

Maaf

The morning meeting went well. After several months of review after review, the two company directors finally shook hands as a symbol of cooperation.

“The problem of the required files, you can directly contact with my personal secretary. Because I am still quite tired due to yesterday's trip,” Ivander told Kevin—kolega his business.

Qeiza was surprised to hear Ivander's request. The 37-year-old man looks very childish now. How could it be upset that his application was rejected, linked to work? Ivander should also have heard in more detail the agreement notes that have been drafted together.

Meanwhile, Kevin was looking at his smile while glancing at Qeiza.

“Oh, no problem, sir. This is only an affirmation of our conversation. Later Mr. Ivan just take it right and sign it,” explained Kevin. Nodding haughtily, Ivander was fierce to leave Qeiza with Kevin and Jaka—assistant Kevin.

Kevin swallows his saliva, when he sees Qeiza who is busy with her laptop. Kevin took his phone, and after that, Jaka came out of the room.

“We both talked about this project, no problem right?” ask Kevin who has now moved to sit, next to Qeiza. With a forced nod of his head.

Qeiza reaffirmed their corporate cooperation MoU. However, of course Kevin did not listen to what was said by Qeiza. The man was busy looking at the smooth neck of Qeiza with a few strands of hair that looked dangling.

“You're still a widow, Qei?” whispered the striped-nose man. Kevin even blew out Qeiza's ear afterwards.

“My personal business has nothing to do with you! I hope you focus, so that this work is quickly completed!” ketus Qeiza's.

Of course Kevin did not heed the words of the one-child widow. The man even more dared to harass Qeiza.

“How much does Ivander pay you every month? Ten million? Twenty? Or thirty million?”

As soon as possible, Qeiza read out the MOU, so that she could immediately get away from the striped-nose man.

“Spend one night with me, I'll pay for one month of your salary.”

Instantly Qeiza stood up and stared naggingly at the man. “I am indeed a widow, Sir. But I don't sell myself! I think you have agreed to all the contents of this MoU. Then excuse me!” ketus Qeiza's.

Just as the woman was about to bring her portable computer, Kevin's thump smothered Qeiza's body from behind. As strong as the power of Qeiza revolted, but when she had just slipped from Kevin's grasp, the woman stumbled over the edge of the table and fell.

As quickly as possible, Qeiza got up, but still lost quickly to the arm of Kevin who blocked it.

“Please! Please!” qeiza shouted with tears that were already unstoppable. Especially now that Kevin's fingers are trying to reach and massage his puffed chest.

“Freely you scream, beautiful. This meeting room is soundproof.”

“Will I report you with Mr Ivan!!”

Kevin's laughter exploded. The man attached part of the upper body of the Qeiza to the table, until the woman is now standing with a bent position. Kevin brought his face closer to the widow's ears.

“If you report it and the project is off, who do you think will lose, hmm? Bratajaya Corporation will lose twenty billion dollars for it. You think Ivan would lose twenty billion just for a widow like you?” whispered Kevin.

The Qeiza cry was breaking. “Please don't be like this, Sir,” Og Qeiza with vibrating body. How not, Kevin has started sticking his manhood on Qeiza's ass. The man even started stroking Qeiza's thigh.

“Then spend the night with me. Take it easy, I'll pay you as promised. Than you have to serve me for free!”

Forced to shake his head. Qeiza's goal was only to leave immediately in the presence of the bastard man who was bullying her.

“Release! Please let me go!” qeiza said while rebelling in Kevin's arms.

“Give me a hot kiss, as a down payment,” said Kevin grinning. With their bodies firmly attached, Kevin tried to carry the lips of Qeiza inside the fungus. But Qeiza continued to dodge, until the sound of the door opening.

Reflek Qeiza and Kevin stared at the door.

With a murderous look, Ivander walked up to Kevin and struck the striped-nosed man blindly.

“Pak Ivan listen to me first, Sir!” chanted Kevin who is now under Ivander. However, of course it was not heeded by Ivander. Moreover, the man heard the sobs of Qeiza who was now crouching in the corner of the room.

“He who teased me first, sir. That flirtatious widow who teased me!”

Hearing that, Ivander again attacked Kevin blindly.

“What's he teasing you for, huh! I am more gallant and richer than you never liked!!”

Punch after blow Ivander shot into Kevin's face without a fight. Until Jaka appeared with some hotel staff and separated Ivander from Kevin who had been battered.

“I cancel this cooperation!” shout Ivander. The man then approached Qeiza and brought the woman into her arms. With trembling hands, Qeiza clutched tightly onto Ivander's shirt and cried as she pleased in the man's arms.

“I'm sorry, Qei.”

Still holding onto Qeiza, Ivander took the woman to his room.

“I stay a while yes, there is something I have to take care of,” Ivander said to Qeiza who was sitting in bed.

“I am afraid, Sir,” said the still trembling Qeiza.

“I have to be fast, Qei. I should be able to get a cctv recording in that meeting room. I'll put that bastard in jail!”

“Don't Sir. If you can't cancel that partnership. The company will lose billions of rupiah,” said Qeiza. Ivander gently stroked the woman's hair.

“I'll destroy his company! You take it easy,” muttered Ivander. “I go for a minute.”

Gegas Ivander leaves the girl, and asks the hotel for proof of cctv record. The man then returned to his room. Hearing Ivander's voice, Qeiza approached the connecting door that had opened earlier.

Seeing Qeiza standing in the doorway, Ivander broke off his phone call, then stepped foot toward where Qeiza was.

“You hungry? Or need something?”

Qeiza shook her head. “Bapak will actually report this incident to the authorities?”

“Iya, I've contacted the company's attorney. What happened to you is not just a personal matter. This is a company affair, because it happens when you are on a job,” explained Ivander. Qeiza nodded her head. Ivander gently stroked the woman's hair.

“Sorry.”

Ivander really felt guilty about what happened to Qeiza. If he had not left that woman there, Qeiza would have not experienced such an incident. Had he not been upset just because Qeiza refused to marry him, Qeiza would not have loved that bastard.