Unanimous

SEASON II: EPS 7

Risma seemed to clean up some of the equipment that was still on the table of the speakers in the hall. A public university where Vhieya works. Wiya just finished an hour and a half of public college this morning. After saying goodbye to the rector and other lecturers, now he seemed to talk with his sister-in-law.

"Kak Wiya cool, public lecture taste of this national seminar anyway. Let alone the students, the lecturer was amazed at the same way the delivery of the sister," said Vhieya as he walked to deliver his brother outside the building.

"The cook the hell Dek? Even though my sister is very nervous," replied Wiya.

"Well, how nervous is that, how calm is it?" praise Vhieya again. "Sister, there's still activity after this? We eat in the canteen? or go to the outlet, let's all eat with sister Nikki. I don't have class until noon."

"It looks like it's exciting. But big brother hastened today, Sorry yes dear," wiya regretted.

"That's yeah? well, it's a real darling. But next time dong kak, we have rarely talked," whine Vhieya tugged at Wiya's arm. "And one more, Wiya even though busy so do not forget to eat loh kak," Vhieya reminded the habits of his sister-in-law.

"God willing, dear," brushed off Vhieya's hair "You really work Bu Lecturer, hehe. Brother first on deck."

"Bu Vhieya, thank you very much. Excuse me," said Risma to Vhieya while slightly bowing her head, then following and matching her lead's steps.

Although only once in a semester, Wiya never refused to fill public lectures. Because after all, Wiya is an academic. For that he must have a contribution in the world of education, especially college.

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Wiya drove the car quietly, while chewing on some pieces of cake that Risma had brought from campus, Risma was forced to bring home her Snack rations because she knew Wiya would definitely miss breakfast if not reminded.

"I'm the one who drove aja bu," Risma offered to make Wiya bsia breakfast freely.

"Euum, no need Risma. We're almost there. Oh yeah after this is there another meeting?"

Risma opened the tablet from inside her bag, making sure that there was no schedule after this so that her boss could rest for a moment.

"Not until after lunch ma'am, there is coverage and interview from Tnj TV ma'am. The presentation of the partners has shifted my time and they are willing if replaced tomorrow morning"

"Yaampun Risma, what are you? I'm not an artist. He said only print media? how about TV shooting anyway?" more and more media are interested in working with ZA, but Wiya is not too much to give a portion of the media, just for a good image of the company. And also Zayn does not allow Wiya often appear on the glass screen."I told you this afternoon I want to have lunch with my husband in his office." Wiya again.

"Sorry mom, I'll cancel if mom's not willing," Risma already pulled out her phone to make the cancellation.

"eeh.. Risma, just continue this time. Next time I think we no longer need to receive coverage from TV. Just print media!"

"But Mr Zayn ma'am?"

"Later try to contact him again,"

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After returning to her room, Wiya pulled out her phone and tried to contact her husband. The call was not answered. Wiya looked towards the wall clock, it was almost ten. Zayn should be on IQ Media. Wiya tried it a few times, but the results remained the same.

Wiya thought of contacting Vela, but she had never kept her husband's secretary's contact. Wiya finally contacted him through IQ Media's office phone number. When connected to the information section, Wiya immediately asked to be contacted to Zayn's room. Not waiting for long, the call was instantly answered by Vela.

"Good day, Mother Wiya." said Vela kindly. He didn't need to ask, because the information center had already told him.

"Sorry mom, I have a schedule for a morning presentation, it's half an hour. Mr. Zayn said that Mother had come to wait for a while if for example the father had not finished" explained Vela.

"Oh that? Em, then can I ask you a favor, right?"

"Sure ma'am, what can I help you with?"

"Em, look at Miss Vela," Wiya explained about her not being able to fulfill Zayn's request to come to media IQ later that afternoon, and asked Vela to tell Zayn. "Oh yes, I have ordered grilled ribs and vegetables from Omelate Food, can you please serve it for him?"

"Yes mom, okay. It'll be at Mom's request." Answer Vela excitedly.

"Well, that's all. Thanks though. Oh yeah, can I have your smoke contact?"

"I'll contact Wiya's mother later, I've saved my mother's contact."

"Oh that? Alright. I end it first. Thanks again, you."

"No need to worry mom, I'm happy to do it"

Wiya disconnects the call tampa digest further Vela's last sentence.

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According to the agreed schedule. The media team will conduct coverage and interviews with the Chief Exceutive Officer of Zahira Accounting. Shooting was taken directly from Wiya's room before going to several other divisions.

Risma sedane read the script given by one of the officers before the coverage began. He made sure everything that would be aired was in accordance with the agreement. Wiya himself is improving the appearance and adding makeup on his face according to the needs of the lens.

All equipment is installed. The cameraman was already in some corner of the room. One of the interviewers was already sitting with Wiya on the guest room sofa. Covering will begin soon.

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While at the IQ Media building, Zayn had just finished with the meeting he had deliberately pushed forward. So that his wife does not wait for him long for lunch. He was so excited, that he left the meeting room without long pleasantries as usual.

Zayn entered the classic-style workspace exactly like his taste. A large room on the 6th floor located in the corner of the building, was only limited by the glass walls around it. With the position of the chair facing directly to the rows of the roofs of city buildings out there, inspiration to make lines and sketches from the sky can go directly to his brain.

Zayn furrowed next to his brows, as he did not see Vela on the secretary's desk. Zayn rarely even almost never involved his secretary directly in important meetings or presentations. Zayn has his own notation. So Vela is only in charge of preparing the meeting room and equipment, then usually he will immediately return to the room. But now the girl wasn't on her desk.

Not really caring, Zayn stepped in. He was afraid of making his wife wait too long, he did not want to remember the tragedy of the instant this morning. Zayn stopped in front of the door when he saw the figure of Vela who was there. It was not Wiya that he was waiting for.

"What are you doing there?" zayn asked in a surprised tone, as if Vela was a sneaker that entered his room without permission. Whereas a secretary has access to the leadership room without having special permission.

Vela who was taking orders from her packaging was shocked by Zayn's tone.

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