My Daughter'S Teacher
Memories

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Agra Barend arrived in his room, having won a thought. Today, for the first time, he entered into the company that had been managed by his father Abraham Barend. An entrepreneur engaged in mining and hospitality.

Agra, who lives in the Netherlands. Managing a branch company in the Netherlands.

Now, Abraham Barend called the son home. After many years of living in the Netherlands, taking care of Barend's family-owned company there. Country of origin Barend family.

Agra put her butt in her work chair, and pressed the remote to lock the door of her study. Then his hand took the frame on his desk, and looked at it closely.

"Sorry Malika, today. I can't visit you, because I don't live in Holland anymore. Papa pulled me back, but don't worry. In three months, I'll be visiting you" Agra said, staring at a picture of a woman holding a baby, staring at the camera with a smile.

Malika, Agra's wife. Died 4 years ago in the Netherlands, when his daughter was just 1 year old. Agra blames himself, for his flurry with the company. Make him negligent and forgetful, on the day of the accident and make Malika die. That day, Malika's birthday. And Agra also forgot, she had an appointment with Malika for dinner. To celebrate his birthday, because. Agra Barend is busy meeting with her clients

"Sorry, I can't take care of you." murmured Agra in a voice filled with regret, as it felt responsible for the accident that befell Malika.

Since the birth of Lisa, the princess. Agra is too busy with corporate affairs, her relationship with Malika is strained. I don't know what happened, so the two are like people who married because of an arranged marriage.

Tok.dok..

Agra's reverie was cut off.

Agra picked up the remote, and opened the door for the person knocking on the door of her study.

A young man came in with the files that Agra had to learn, as this was the first day Agra held the reins of leadership in the company.

"Good morning sir, these are all files you must study." Jerry, the secretary put down the file he brought to Agra.

"What are these files all, not in the computer?" agra asked in surprise, as Jerry gave the paper in the map. For him to check.

"There is a Master, but usually Mr. Abraham prefers to read the file manually. Because Mr. Abraham, he doesn't like to read on the computer," Jerry replied, why would he give Agra a file to study.

"I don't like it, from now on. I want everything on the computer." Agra said in a flat voice and sharp eyes staring at Jerry.

"I'm not Mr. Abraham, I'm different. I don't want messy paper on the table..!" affirm Agra, what he wants at work. He is different from his Papa, which originally handled all corporate affairs based in Indonesia. While Agra was busy with the loss of his wife abroad while taking care of the Barend family business in the Netherlands.

"Okay sir, I'll send all the files to your email, sir," Jerry said.

"Thank you" Agra told Jerry.

"Excuse me, sir." Jerry lowered his head slightly, before exiting from within the Agra Barend study.

"Jerry, wait..!" call Agra to his secretary.

"Yes sir." Jerry stopped his steps, and turned his body to face the Boss. Agra Barend's.

"Get me a school?" agra Barend's word to the secretary.

"School?" Jerry was confused by the Boss' request.

"Yes school! wh why? can't you make that not-so-difficult request?" agra Barend asked with sharp eyes staring at Jerry.

"Not Sir! but whose school is it for?" ask Jerry.

"Daughter, did you forget that I had a daughter?"  Agra gave the secretary a sharp eye.

"Sorry sir, I didn't forget. But I didn't think Miss Lisa was going to school" Jerry said.

"Search kindergarten schools, search close to home. It's not hard to get her to school" Agra Barend said.

"Nothing." Agra flicked his hand, for Jerry to leave his study.

After Jerry left his study, Agra again took a picture frame containing the picture of his wife and daughter. He looked back and rubbed the picture of the wife, as if his fingers rubbed the face of the wife directly.

"Malika, Lisa is about to enter school. Not felt, five years have passed," said Agra and took out a handkerchief from his desk drawer.

"I'm sorry, I'm not.." Agra's mumbling stopped, his hand holding Malika's handkerchief was brought close to her nose, the wife.(four years, already, what not already lost smell Malika Agra😀 must be musty smell )

Agra Barend continues to monologue, while looking at the picture of the wife.

"I'm sorry.I've tried to set this heart, but. What are you..." Agra stopped her speech, quickly putting her handkerchief and picture of Malika into the drawer of the worktable.

His hands closed his desk drawer hard.

"I'm not wrong, you've betrayed me." growled Agra.

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Agra came out from inside his study, his eyes straight. There was not a smile on his lips, several employees who passed him. They displayed a smile to Agra Barend, but. Agra Barend only displayed a flat and cold face, there was no reply from the lips of the Boss. Making female employees who want to hook the Boss who has held the title of widower for 4 years, can only curse annoyed behind the Boss.

"Oh..! I have shown a smile, Mr. Agra like we do not see in front of him." grumbled an employee named Zoya in the pantry, who had passed Agra in front of the elevator. When he wants to go to the pantry.

"You've lost your mind, how dare you look at Mr. Boss" said his friend.

"What to fear? Mr. Agra is a single and rich man, maybe I can fill the emptiness of his heart" said Zoya with high confidence.

"Haha...! do you expect Mr. Agra to glance at your whereabouts, don't expect." Mia, her division friend mocked Zoya.

"This is Zoya, the prettiest girl in the Company..!" zoya said, proud of yourself.

"Huh..! you are defeated by the beauty of Mr. Agra Barend's wife" said Mia.

"For what is beautiful, if it is dead. It's no use." Zoya said.

"So your words, don't let Mr. Boss hear. Finish your history at this company." remind Mia of her teammates.

"Is there something wrong with my words? what I said, right! his wife is dead..!"

"Zoya, Mr. Boss loves his wife very much. He doesn't like it, if anyone calls his wife." remind Mia of Zoya.

"Look, as soon as she saw my beauty. He will definitely forget his wife who has become a worm meal" said Zoya and then laughed leaving Mia in the pantry room.

"You've lost Zoya's mind, wake up! before it's too late..!" mia exclaimed to Zoya who had not far left the pantry room.

Zoya stops her steps, and twists her heels. Now he faces Mia who is standing in front of the pantry room door.

"I'm not dreaming, just look. I'll be Madame Boss," Zoya said in the smallest voice possible, however. Zoya doesn't want to get fired, she still needs a job. But his common sense, sometimes forgetting that.

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