Handsome Ceo's Secretary of Choice
Chapters 121. Rice Has Become Porridge
"Ra, look at me first dong. Important this!" sulcan Dian is serious.
Rania then turned her face to Dian. "What's wrong?"
"I'm hungry, have you eaten yet?"
"Well! You haven't eaten at this hour?"
Dian nodded her head. "Have you eaten yet?" re-tanyanya.
"Udah. That's why I'm passionate about his work," kekeh Rania.
"Ah, the time because of eating you can be this excited? Eating in the cafeteria is not as common. There must be something different!" guess Dian.
"Where is. I'm gonna go on to work first."
"H wait, I heard there is a restaurant that gives free tickets to watch. New ticket, tickets to a movie that I want to ajakin you, you know! How about we go eat there when we get home. Who knows, we might as well. Free stuff."
"I'm still full. Can't stomach anymore. If you want, you're the other one."
"Yes, no that. Come, Ra!" persuade again.
"Thank you for the invitation, but really, I'm full of this. Maybe we can eat again tomorrow."
"Or don't you go there? Ngaku hayo!"
Rania took a long breath. In the end, Dian would know too! "Yes. That's why I'm full."
"Well, that means you get a ticket to watch dong. Uh, but wait. The ticket can be obtained if you eat two people," said Dian. Suddenly, a fresh wind fell on Dian's head to make the hijab-wearing woman smile at Rania. "I've been half dead because I'm sure you're watching, you're still refusing. Apparently, you got the ticket! Who are you going with?"
"Is Mr Khanif like me too?" he said in a heart that no longer paid attention to the words of Dian who was still waiting for his answer.
"Ra," he called out while Rania was still busy with her own thoughts. "Rania!" call him once more to make Rania wake up.
Ah, not only Rania who turned to her, but her room friends also saw Dian. How not, Dian called out to Rania like he called her within fifty meters. Dian then closed her mouth and bowed her head to those who saw her as a sign of apology.
"What are you thinking, anyway!"
"Thinking that you just yelled called my name," joked Rania.
"I'm serious, this. Ah, nevermind. Now answer my question. Who are you going to see?"
"You don't make a fuss, yeah."
Dian nodded at Rania's words.
"I'm going the same, Mr. Khanif!"
"What!" he screamed unconsciously.
Rice has become porridge. Rania had expected it to be like this, but she still asked Dian not to be surprised even to scream and for the second time, she said, the employees of one room they see them with a view that is difficult to interpret.
"Ups, sorry. I didn't mean it, "sorry Dian.
Just now Rania wanted to reply to Dian, May - their boss had already reprimanded them for making a conversation that had nothing to do with work. Rania and Dian then go back to work again.
"Once again you have a conversation on something that has nothing to do with work, you will receive the consequences!" may's ketus passed leaving them.
"Newly also this," commented Dian did not accept while advancing his lips do not like.
"Udah, it's our fault. Talk during work time," Lerai Rania. "I want to continue working again. You too, let's take a quick ride home."
***
Khanif was busy reading the marketing documents when his intercom read. He then presses the button to receive a call with himself who regains consciousness in the seat when he answers, "yes, what's wrong?" ask Khanif.
"Sir, Tasya's in the lobby right now."
"I didn't tell you if anyone was looking for me, but it had nothing to do with the job you just declined."
"She's insistent on the room, sir." - his great-grandson. Because, currently Tasya is in front of him with eyes that never separated from him.
Khanif nibbled his temples that felt dizzy. "You just tell me I'm busy again and you rearrange my meeting with him."
"I say sir" he said, ending his conversation with Khanif.
"Sorry, madam. Mr. Khanif is busy. He cannot be disturbed. If you want, I will reschedule the meeting with Mr. Khanif, ", explained Sintia, receptionist of Khanif's office.
Tasya made her lips not like it. "If he's busy not meeting me here, then I'll meet him in his room!"
"Eh, um ...."
Not to mention Sintia finished her words, Tasya as quickly as possible passed from there towards the elevator. Sintia did not remain silent. He waited for the next elevator to catch up with Tasya. In any case, he still had to do it so that Khanif knew that he had banned the stubborn woman.
Tasya just got out of the elevator. He breathed a sigh of relief as he did not find Khanif's secretary who usually questioned him as well. Tasya walked into Khanif's room. Just as Tasya was about to turn the door knob, his hand was intercepted by Sintia who had just arrived with a breathless sigh.
"Sir, Mr. Khanif is busy. He does not want to be disturbed" explained Sintia again.
"Udah was already, too," said Tasya who meant that he was already in front of the door of Khanif's room. Just turn the door knob, then he can meet Khanif. "Go away, don't get in my way!" herdik Tasya as he touched Sintia's hand.
After the handle of Sintia was released, Tasya then turned the knob of the door of Khanif's room and then stepped foot in.
"Khaniff!" call Tasya smile.
Khanif then looked up at his face. I saw the woman who was walking towards him.
"Sorry, sir. I had banned Mr. Tasya, but instead he breezed into the room, father," great-grandson Sintia was afraid that Khanif even considered his work was not perfunctory.
"Hem, it's okay. You can go now."
"Good, sir. I retreated," she said later. Before Sintia passed from Khanif's room, Sintia caught a glimpse of Tasya smiling broadly at her. Tasya seemed to show that Sintia was wrong that Khanif would tell her to come out.
"Huft, your receptionist, is too rigid to be a person," complained Tasya as he walked towards the sofa. "I know that he was forbidden to go to your room. I don't come here every day!" comment Tasya.
Arriving there, Tasya then sat himself facing Khanif so he could see what Khanif was doing.
"That's her job!" lerai Khanif's. "You see for yourself, don't you, the heaps of documents on my desk?"
Tasya nodded in allowing. "But I don't like it in so-in. Anyway I didn't come here to interrupt your work!"
If Khanif did not immediately change the topic of their conversation, somehow Tasya would always feel upset at his receptionist. Khanif then resuscitated his body to the back of the chair while sighing tiredly.
"Oh yes. What's the matter you came here for?"
"I ..," said Tasya hesitated to tell Khanif because Tasya was afraid that Khanif would not like his words.
...To be continued...
Note: Minder is a feeling when you are unsure of your abilities. You subconsciously assume you will not be enough to achieve a certain target.
...By Siska C's...