Lady'S Gentleman
The New Comer On Stage

A quiet monday...

Arman with his life made simpler, came out of the pantry while stirring coffee.

On top of his desk were already many envelopes of various colors, letters and documents for his Big Boss.

He briefly read the top letter labeled Private and Confidential.

The average submission for Sebastian is indeed Private and Confidential, or Fragile like an online shop package, or Top Secret as in action genre films.

Then he chuckles at the delivery address.

From Yakutia, northeast Russia.

It is a large diamond mine. Garnet Mining can operate there on the condition that the Diamond output they produce is only 70% of local companies.

This must be Gunawan Ambrose's problem... Quickly respond to them, he thought.

And just last night Arman asked for documents, according to Sebastian's orders.

Before long, there was an intercom on his desk.

"Corsec Unit, with Arman." said Arman to someone from the intercom.

"Pak Armaaan.." the flirtatious voice of Yani, the lobby floor operator.

"Yes dear.." seduced by Arman. But his face remains slab.

"There are guests in the lower floor priority waiting room, his name is Mr. Irwan Hartawi. Her... From BNN. "

He again he again... Arman complained."Tell Mr. Komjen Pol, Boss is on leave."

"He's looking for Mr. Arman."

Arman immediately choked on his coffee.

"Sir?" ask Yani.

Arman finished his cough and rubbed his wet chin with his coffee.

"Say me again.fainted." Though Arman had tried to avoid this one from yesterday Mr. Komjen came he deliberately did not go down to the lobby.

Why come here now? When the Boss is not there, and look for him too.

But he had expected that one day everyone would know that he was under Sebastian's protection.

"Come on muluuuu, kiss niiih." Yani Temptation. "I told you Mr. Arman was upstairs."

Basic girl be**go... Arman Umpat. Next time he will tell the employee training team so that the operators are given enough education so as not to be too innocent.

"Well, I just wanted to go, baby, he's not gonna have an appointment to see me..."

"Pak Komjen came with Pak Kompol." said Yani.

Yes Forgive... He came with Dirga. Complain Arman.

The handsome Korean oppa-style man whose face looked 20 years younger was breathing withholding emotions.

"Yes already... You have coffee in the priority waiting room. I'm going downstairs now." Eventually Arman surrendered.

"Okay Mr. Arman. I love youu..."

And the connection is cut off.

Arman clucked in annoyance.

Pretending to be nice and always smiling, there are limits as well.

And now the mood is falling. He could not even practice his smile.

He thinks today can laze at his desk, while watching netflix, mumpung Boss again leave a week. He was also the Boss' replacement.

"German!"

Gee whiz... What else, anyway... He complained when someone called him from a distance.

James, the Treasury Director, came to him with a worried face. James always seemed worried. Especially since Mr. Stephen, his partner, moved to Garnet Bank.

"Boss what leave? Stochastic is oversold again! We have to rebound!" panicked shouting.

Arman doesn't really understand stock movements that much, so just say,

"Yes sir, it was a drug rumor yesterday. Tomorrow will rise again... It's almost done with the case. Would you like me to meet Mr. Pol on the ground floor?" ask Arman.

"The BNN guy's downstairs?"

Arman nodded.

Arman stuck out his tongue mocking the man. Then press the elevator button while fiddling with his phone.

Yazaki Eiichi sent him a picture of a tick tok about the face app. Arman chuckles at it himself.

Then reply to Eiichi's message with the words: basic jerky.

Let Yazaki-San go to google translate the meaning, Arman thought.

As Head of Corporate Secretary Division, Arman is quite popular. Because the work is related to all units. He has access to know all that is worth knowing. Directors secretaries scattered throughout the group are under their jurisdiction.

"Sir Arman, Good Morning." Janet, one of the secretaries for the President Commissioner met him when the elevator stopped on the 15th floor.

"Morning." Arman just took a quick glance at it and got back busy with his phone.

Janet entered the elevator and the elevator doors closed.

*****

Arman came out of the elevator while tidying up his tie and rubbed his slightly flushed lips against Janet's lipstick. Then walk with a light step towards the lobby's priority waiting room.

"Sir Arman, good morning." said Reny as he glanced at her.

Arman grinned.

"Your brooch is skewed.." he said, reminding Crispy. The crisp brooch was located above his chest.

"Sir Arman..." Yani greeted him while handing him the waiting room access card. "People's coffee is ready at the table, sir, the guests I have prepared are also complete with snacks."

"Good.." sizzled Arman.

"I don't get any rewards, sir?" Yani looked at him with a meaningful look.

"Later up the night, yes, in a normal place." whispered Arman.

Yani giggles...

Basic girls jab**lay... Bait Arman in heart while opening the waiting room door.

"Good morning dear gentlemen..." Sapa Arman, half insinuating, upon entering the waiting room.

Dirga sneaks a look at Arman.

Sitting on the sofa, Irwan Hartawi and Atmana Hadiprayitno were there.

Arman took a breath. Yani did not say that there is a Chairman of Commission III DPx xx also here.

Arman is getting upset. He thought he'd teach the girl a lesson later tonight, maybe tie her up in chains and work her out until she faints.

These two middle-aged men had a close relationship with him in the past.

"Ares... How are you?" sapa Irwan Hartawi's. The man looked relieved to see it.

"My news is good." murmured Arman. "Better than it used to be, which is clear" he added.

Mr. Irwan sighed.

"We've both been looking for you all this time, it's unexpected that we're so close."

"That's it, sir... All this time I have not run anywhere, just here. My boss said, it's time for me to go out of the cage, so he sent me to BNN yesterday. I think there's gonna be a furore any minute..."

Mr. Irwan and Mr. Atmana looked at each other.

"Listen Ares... We're..." Mr. Irwan stopped his sentence because Mr. Atmana touched his shoulder.

"Ares... We don't forget the past even if we keep moving forward. We just want to make sure you're okay." Said Mr. Atmana.

Both were Arman's superiors. Those who lifted Arman, those who dropped him.

"Oh, instead of making sure I'm dead, huh?" arman's grin adorned his innocent-looking face.

"You executed the defendant who was then chairman of the assembly without orders, we have no recourse but..."

"He beheaded my parents before my own eyes!!" arman exclaimed loudly while standing and pounding the table.

His patience is over.

He stood up and touched his weapon for the worst possible.

"Which part should I feel I can forgive him? And I was also astonished, who issued the order for me to lead the ambush? It was as if it had been designed to make me act on my own." Arman lowered his voice.

He sat back down, adjusting his breathing to calm down.

The room was silent.

"Well,." the next second, Arman came back with the mask he used to wear. Friendly, supple and seemingly carefree. "Now...Can I help you?"