OLD LOVE HAS NOT YET EXPIRED
CLBK~1

"How about Mentari, do you want to marry me?" asked the man in black with a tall stature, his body fat with a belly that bulges like a pregnant woman. His face was far from handsome and the same age as Mentari's father.

Whats? I married this old man? Oh wow!

"Mother proposed to me? Don't you have a wife?" ask the mentor carefully. He must be good at acting, do not let his boss is angry and do indecent things to him. Although not interested, Mentari or commonly called this Dance should still be sweet to his boss.

The man called the boss smiled, "Yes, but my first wife was old enough because she was two years older than me and sickly. Then my second wife had just given birth and I could not dong touch her, indeed my husband was cruel what. Then my third wife, she was super busy with herself, still young. Good thing he's quite satisfying in bed, otherwise I've been throwing it for a long time."

What the ... So the story I want to be a fourth wife. I must have got up on the wrong side of bed! Yeah, I must have had a nightmare earlier.

With great difficulty swallowing his saliva, this man was truly disgusting in the eyes of Mentari. His face alone is not handsome and his body is not good, but pretentious to add a wife.

Not self-conscious!

The boss smiled as he looked with interest at Mentari. Though today and the previous days Mentari did not wear clothes that lack material even excess material became his trademark so as not to be lyricized by the man with the eyes of the basket. But this boss' gaze made Dari want to flash his eyes.

"Sorry sir, I can't" subtly declined Dance.

His boss was quite surprised because he was rejected by Mentari. He thought Mentari would immediately accept it because usually the women are looking for a prospective husband who is well established and thick pockets.

"Lho, you're rejecting me? It is better not to be rejected. Just think about it, okay!" his proposal.

Think your nutmeg! Oh yes ogah! When I moved on from Ezio to this model guy. Ezio can laugh until he finds out I broke up with him and married the elderly.

Dance smiled forcefully, "Then I'll excuse you sir."

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That night at home, Tari kept thinking about the proposal from her boss. Not the thought of accepting it but how he was free from his flirtatious boss who was not handsome.

He could only look at the night sky from the terrace of his house while holding his cellphone.

"Well, do I have to resign from that office? Where do I work, Dong? Mama is equally papa definitely not ngizinin and if until papa knows, maybe he even asked me to marry the same elderly."

The dance massages his temple, he must determine the path he will take. A few moments pensively, he suddenly thought of looking for job vacancies on the internet. He better be gone long before something he doesn't want happens.

Long enough his finger was surfing on top of his phone looking for something he wanted. Until finally his eyes caught one post that immediately made him excited.

"Gue has a lot of experience and now I'm also a secretary. This vacancy in big companies also nyari secretary. I register ah, all of you tomorrow I give you a letter of resignation."

Mentari excitedly walked into his room and began to make a resignation letter. He was so excited that he even prepared all the documents he needed to apply for a job at the new company. He has also registered himself online at the available sites.

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"So you resigned the Dance?" ask Mr. Eko, HRD.

Mentari nodded, "I can no longer work here Sir. Mr. Santoso when I was in bed to become the fourth wife. I don't want to be sir!" vent Mentari.

All the employees in the HRD room laughed. They are already concerned with the behavior of the company owner. Old ladies, getting older is getting older!

Mentari's face immediately tangled up laughing at one room like that. So as long as he worked in this office three years, he didn't know about his boss. He thought the woman who used to come to the office was just a call woman, uh it turned out to be a legitimate wife.

"Why don't you just take dance? If I were you would be accepted, but the first night immediately love poison to die. But before that do not forget to make a will that contains a transfer of treasure. Haha."

The discordant voice of Mr. Anton made the room again rowdy and Mentari this time laughed.

"The old man was unconscious. That's Minah his third wife was once an Office girl in this office uh know-how to go to bed with Mr. Santoso. Just crazy!" connect Bu Kanti.

The discussion in the room actually tempted the man who gave them a salary. Until lunchtime arrives, Tari returns to her room to pick up a bag and plans to eat with her office friends for the latter as a sign of separation.

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Two days passed after Mentari resigned, he was careless in his room and his parents did not know if Tari had stopped working. They only knew the only virgin was on leave.

Being unemployed is not in the life plan of Mentari but since two days officially bears the title. The work call never came and he was out of the company Mr. Santoso. Make Dance's life so messed up and she keeps grumbling all day.

Tringg ...

^^^ Good morning sister Mentari, we are from PT company. Bagaspati Anugrah would like to inform you that your file has passed the selection and we hope that tomorrow you can come for an interview, thank you.^^^

Reading the message immediately made Dari prancing on the bed while shouting that he was free from unemployment.

Once in the morning Dari woke up and prepared all his needs, he was even very attentive to his appearance because the company this time was bigger than the two companies where he used to work.

Dance out of the room and have breakfast with her parents.

"Have you started working again?" ask Mr. Rama, Papa Tari who works as a member in the neighboring meubel.

Dance nodded then she filled her plate with food. "Yes pa, doain may all work smoothly," replied Tari.

Both of her parents said this to Tari just now and they had breakfast in silence.

After breakfast the dance is farewell and immediately ride on his favorite matic motorbike whose installment has paid off a year ago. While continuing to try to be relaxed and not nervous, Tari drove his motorcycle until he reached the office parking lot whose building was towering.

So nervous even Tari to calculate how many levels in the building but he resigned because he failed to calculate correctly. He also entered the office and immediately led by the security to the room that has been provided.

Apparently in front of the HRD room - after Tari read the sign on the doorstep, there were three interview participants. That means that not only did he pass the file but in the post he read a few days ago, the company only received one secretary just now. But it's getting nervous.

An hour waiting for her name to be called and Dari breathed as much air as possible before opening the door.

"Please sit down" said the man who Tari was confident of his age.

"In Ramadhani bint Ramadhan, is that your name?" ask the man.

Mentari grimaced, he was always upset if someone read his full name listed on ID cards, diplomas and other identification marks.

I don't think I'm comfortable with my name.

"Oh born in the month of fasting yes," he guessed.

The shaking of the sun made the man frown in wonder. Generally this name is identical to the month of fasting, thought the man.

"Then?"

Dari sighed, "My father's word is the same as his name," replied Tari.

The man nodded and then laughed.

Just-there's.

Seeing the face of this man before her holding back laughter, Dance returned to grieving her papa in her heart.

"Okay back to the topic. From the data you submit, you have worked in two different companies and the last you became a secretary for three years. In your history and work experience list you also do not have any obstacles in the job. Why choose to stop? Oh yeah, I'm Frits."

The man who finally knew his name asked after reading a short history of self-data Mentari Ramadhani bint Ramadhan.

Dari's face immediately tangled again, "Because the father asked me why I would answer because I ran away from the company. I do not want to be the fourth wife of the owner. I want to be the wife of an elderly man, Mr. Frits. I'm still young and what my ex says is that I'm moving on with the same smelly earth guy!"

Dari's answer made Frits startled, he widened his eyes and a few seconds later he laughed.

"What time?" goda.

Dance immediately clucked, "I'm not lying sir. Mending I don't marry the old man, so the fourth wife sir, ke-e-m-p-a-t!" he said by emphasizing the word 'fourth.

Frits finally laughed out loud hearing the words of Dance especially supported by the expression of the cute face of Tari who looks upset when telling it.

"You are so funny. But this time you also entered the wrong place of work. But by the way, you are accepted to work in this place and tomorrow you can work," said Frits as he reached out his hand and Dari immediately greeted him with pleasure and confusion.

"Not wrong sir?" tanya Dance.

Frits chuckled, "Our CEO is indeed young even my age. But ... she's a big-class Casanova. You have to be careful, yes" he said, giggling.

Perfectly rounded Dance Eyes.

Oh shit! It's called a tiger's cage out of a lion's den. Huhuu .. I hope I am safe.

Frits who saw the dance like a frightened man has no power to hide his piety. "Liet down. Mr. Ezio will also not mess with just anyone," he entertained.

Eh? Ezio's? How's his name look like my ex-fucker?