You're Not the First

The world is crazy

How's the world doing??

IT'S CRAZYAAAAA!!!!

Is there a frequency with me?

Do you know whose opening it is?

The glowing Hirodata branch that is getting here is getting more and more lip-like.

What the hell am I, huh?

Aaahhhh yes we have continued to the story of Babas kang and neng Sofi ajahh!

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Basofi sidestepped his work to see the Cctv footage provided by Mikail. They both looked at the laptop screen carefully. From the meeting room until Sofiyah went upstairs. Basofi digested it and stored it in his brain memory.

Basofi then gave Mikail instructions on what she should do. Ask him to do everything cleanly and do not let Sofiyah know.

" Make sure everything goes right and don't make Sofiyah suspicious!" Said firmly.

Before work ended there was a girl who wanted to meet with Basofi who was now standing in front of the secretary's desk. The girl who had a storm with him in the pantry admitted that Basofi called her.

"Who?" Sofiya asked the girl while holding the phone handle ready to make a call to the big boss.

" Rara Maudi from the marketing department" He plays the tip of his fingernails tangled with a sprinkling of garnish on it which Sofiyah says is even a garish kayak.

The secretary immediately called his superiors, "Sore sir, this is Miss Rara Maudi from the marketing department would like to meet..."

"Send in...!" Basofi said then he immediately turned off his phone.

" Please miss, the director is waiting in his room..!" Said Sofiyah politely.

The sexy girl walked off weakly. Sofiyah swallowed her own saliva, why all the women around Basofi were sexy and bahenul-bahenul. Except for him of course. He compared his body to the girl who was knocking at the door of the boss, very different. It's only fair that the crazy director isn't interested in him.

Basofi who had been observing the girl since she reached the top floor tried to act ordinary. There was no desire to tease the sexy girl in front of him as was his custom before Sofiyah attended and became his secretary.

" Sunday tomorrow you have a show?" Ask Basofi straight to the point.

"No sir. I'm free" The girl's face can't hide happiness. Finally the opportunity came to him. He was always envious when his friends told him that the director had used them, taken to the streets, ate and was invited to shop.

" Would you come to the party with me?" Babas asked as he looked at the woman while smiling a smile that teased anyone who saw her.

Basofi's face is the original face of Indonesia despite having Chinese descent from the papa but his face looks more like the mother. He's not too white, not squinty but handsome. If in Indonesia it is like Evan Marvino. My shadow is like his good looks.



That playboy.

The sexy girl was surprised. "Yes sir happily "Said as he widened his smile.

"Well, we leave at five in the afternoon. Wear polite clothes and do not wear excessive makeup! We met in front of the Diamond Hotel. Don't be late, I don't like waiting for people!" He said give orders.

The girl felt a little awkward. She hopes to be invited to the boutique to buy clothes first as told by her friends. But he is positive thinking, maybe this is just the beginning later he will try to make this director to bend his knees to him so he will obey whatever he wants.

"Yes good sir, I will come half an hour before so you don't have to wait for me "He said confidently while giving his most beautiful smile.

"Get out!" The boss said as he moved his head towards the door.

"Thank you sir..!" He said while bowing a little bit and then excused to come out but before he came out he was the first to enter the room of the company's main director was stunned when he saw Mikail who was outside the room could be seen clearly from where he stood.

'Bid-way glass?'

Mikail handed her business card to the girl named Rara earlier. "Tomorrow I'll call you lady!"

The girl was ogah-ogahan because she felt not at the level of the assistant who she thought was a low position.

"Well, it is you who will not accept it..." Mikail said while returning her business card in her wallet back.

"Here!!" Sentak Rara answered the business card and immediately took it away leaving Mikail without saying thank you.

The girl named Rara glanced at Sofiyah with a condescending look as she passed the secretary chair. The narrow-eyed but beautiful girl ignored him.

Foolish with the girls the boss Playboy cak axe, no business with him. If possible, he wanted to try to persuade his mother to cancel their match. Does not want himself to live with the connoisseur of the hole of heaven. He just had to find a way how to make both parents from both sides willing to be together if his children do not want to be together.

"Come on!" Basofi said that he was now in front of Sofiyah's work. He walked with a suit draped on his shoulders like the photos of models who were posing eccentric.

Sofiya turned to Mikail who was looking annoyed at her boss for leaving her alone again.

" My Mike sir first...!" Said Sofiyah while commenting on her smile.

Mikail immediately replied to the girl with a smile on her face.

"Be careful Sofi....!" He said he was staring at Sofiyah full of damba.

"Da....!" Sofiyah waved her hand while inside the elevator. Basofi only snorted in annoyance without being able to express jealousy.

"Wear this!" He said while giving his suit so that Sofiyah wears when the elevator door is closed tightly. The girl did not argue directly wearing it. Don't want to argue with the mouth.

As usual Basofi walked at a fast pace and Sofiyah would walk behind him trying to keep pace with the big boss so as not to miss too far.

In the car, they were silent to each other. If Basofi usually tries to steal a look at the little girl but this time he keeps his mouth shut. Reluctant to make a sound.

About ten minutes after they walked Sofiyah saw that they stopped at the hospital. But he still refused to talk and ask. He just goes where his boss goes.

Basofi told Sofiyah to sit quietly while she registered and took care of the necessary administration. Usually he prefers to rule Mikail who does everything but when it comes to Sofiyah he wants to do everything himself and just wants to be alone does not like if something bothers him.

"Come ....!" Basofi pulls Sofiyah's wrist.

The little girl took off her hand with a look of wonder.

'There's no way he's gonna want to check my minor burns, is there? just be ashamed. It was just a small wound that was about to disappear' his inner self.

"Come!!" Basofi said loudly making everyone look in their direction.

"I don't hurt anything..." He said trying to refuse.

" Your burn must be checked!" He said rudely no matter they were the center of attention.

" I've also smeared ointment..." Sofiyah said while looking at the spies staring at them.

"I'm sorry everyone. This is my wife was hit by a hot coffee spill but she stubbornly did not want to be examined" said Basofi not feel at all.

Sofiyah glared her narrowed eyes. Can-can say wife in front of everyone without a sense of arrogance.

"His husband is very dear, mbak, I also want digituin..." Said one of the female patients.

"So the wife was spoiled, wong her husband was well-intentioned you know!" said another one.

Glug

Sofiyah gulped her saliva because now her position was very cornered. He immediately gripped Basofi's arm while commenting on forced smiles at those who were staring at him. He was forced to follow the desire of the dictator boss to check his small wounds.