Young Girl For Mr. Duda

Young Girl For Mr. Duda
First Meeting.



A woman entered the company building nervously. His fingers are linked to each other signifies he is groggy. He repeatedly breathed and then exhaled. However, his nervousness did not disappear. She even bites into her soft lips hoping that her nervous feelings disappear.


The woman sat among the other suitors. He researched his clothes are not too expensive very different from the others. He let out a tired sigh, insecure that was how he felt. His eyes were staring around with a judging look. The company where applying for a job is quite large, he hesitates to be accepted.


After waiting long enough, it was finally her turn to be interviewed. Feeling anxious about entering the CEO's room, he sighed softly before finally entering the CEO's room. His heart pounded fiercely, he was completely struck by a great nervousness.


The woman is now dealing with the CEO of the company. Himself squeezing his fingers, this gaze of the man before him was quite piercing. Making her nervous feeling increase, she lowered her head while continuing to breathe out slowly. For God's sake, he can't be in a room with this guy in front of him!


"Are you worried about the money falling downstairs?" the man in front of him.


Hearing that he became a wave of his own, he quickly raised his head. "Eee—eh, ma—maaf, Sir."


"Doubt?" The woman swallowed her saliva with great difficulty, the man's words before her pierced her eardrum.


"Sorry, Sir. I'm just groggy" he repeated.


"Hm."


The man fell silent again, his eyes fixed on the sheets of paper carried by the woman before him. His gaze was quite solemn, he even gave off an aura that made the woman before him even more fearful.


"Natalia Defana, a graduate of the University of Indonesia with cumclaude. Want to apply to be Secretary, right?" cold said.


"Yes right, sir."


"Heem, fine. Your work experience is pretty good. Why did you quit your job first?"


"The salary I get is not in line with my work, sir. So I decided to submit a letter of resignation."


"Well, you're accepted as my secretary. You can start tomorrow."


Hearing the words of the man before her certainly made her surprised. However, it cannot be denied that his feelings are engulfed in happiness. He smiled broadly as he looked at the man before him happily.


"Thank you, Sir! Thanks for accepting me, I promise I will work as much as possible!" pekik.


"Heem, you're welcome."


***


Natalia Defana, a beautiful woman with the simplicity that she has. A woman with a pretty charming smile. Living a kara in the capital city of Jakarta does not make himself defeated by the cruelty of the world. He kept trying and trying to make his life better. Living alone in a hamlet away from the word clean does not make him ashamed.


"Huf ... Thank goodness I was accepted," he said happily.


The woman walked leisurely away from the DA Company, where she worked later. The smile of happiness did not fade from his face. He wants people to know that he is happy right now.


"To celebrate this, I think I want to invite friends to eat," he murmured while wearing his helmet.


Yes, the woman was riding a white matic motorcycle to travel. If another girl decides to get in the car then that doesn't apply to Nata. For him the savings is number one, no matter he has to use a motorcycle from his stomach still gets intake.


Born with simplicity makes himself accustomed to simple life. No matter how much nyinyiran he can, for him it does not matter. He just needs himself for his happiness. Only he himself can create that happiness.


"Huh ... I have to tell you something else later xixi. They must be smart too. Come on, Nata spirit! For the sake of your survival. You can do it!"


***


Darren Aryan Gautama, CEO of DA Company. The company, which was once led by his father, has now moved into his hands. Considering he was the only child, of course all assets would fall in his hands. Born in a rich family since childhood, he was used to living a luxurious life, whatever he wanted he would definitely get easily.


Darren is a widower Son one. His wife had been returning to the house of the Lord since her son was a child. From then on, she had to live as a widower. Darren always tries to be a father figure as good as a mother for his daughter. He did not want if the Princess had to lack affection.


Elena Gautama, the name of the woman who still reigns beautifully in the heart of a Darren Aryan Gautama. For many years no one had been able to replace Elena in her life. Darren loves Elena more than himself.


From his marriage to Elena, was born a Princess named Cellyna Zxyoila Gautama. A beautiful woman who is currently 24 years old. Cellyn greeting, the woman who became the only precious treasure of a Darren. She is very similar to Elena, the mother. Her parasites, her smile, her habits, her behavior were exactly the same as Elena's.


Seeing Cellyn often made Darren feel it was Elena. Elena who's never coming back, she knows it. Cellyn often makes Darren miss the figure of Elena. His wife who now only sports without Master.


Darren sighed harshly as those bitter memories spun vividly in his brain. The man took a picture frame that he accidentally put on his desk. Her burly fingers gently rubbed the photo with lips adorned with a smile. He misses the person in the photo.


"I miss."


Collapse was already the defense of a Darren Aryan Gautama when one tear drops wet his cheek. Gently wiping away the trail of tears, Darren closed his eyes tightly. Eliminating the feeling of his first love will not be easy. Millions or even billions of full moons had passed through her, but Elena's figure still reigned beautifully in her heart. Everything changes over time, but that doesn't apply to her love for Elena.


Darren looked at the picture of his marriage to Elena first. The 40-year-old man laughed sweetly remembering every moment that is now just a memory. He won't be able to repeat all the good memories with Elena. He could only keep those memories in his memories.


"You're so happy in there, heem?" mumbling slowly.


"El, I miss you. My feelings have not changed. It's still like the first time I fell in love with you."