Secretary Charm
Chapter.19 Fainted

Aksa's existence on Alle's desk makes Alle confused to answer what to his boss. It is impossible for him to be honest if he has met Sekar. The mother of his boss.

"Sure lunch, sir. It was not that I wanted to have lunch outside with my friends. I ordered you lunch too, right?" lied Alle.

"With which friend?"

Alle started thinking fast. "I-that, with Vienna. Aye ... Vienna."

Aksa. The look on the eyes displayed was very obvious if the man did not believe what Alle had just said.

"Yes, you go to my room now" said Aksa did not want to prolong the problem.

Alle nodded and followed Aksa into the room. The first thing Alle did was to clean up Aksa's food scraps. He cleaned the table from his boss's cutlery. Then he did the reporting task that Aksa asked for.

His mind is not focused. Between his problems with Fadil and also Sekar's request to stop working.

"All ...." There's no answer.

"Well ...." Just keep quiet.

"Alleyah!" aksa's jolt was right in front of Alle's face.

"L-yes, sir," replied Alle. "What's up, sir?"

Aksa snorted angrily at Alle's unfocused attitude. "It's time for you to go home" said Aksa.

" really? All right, excuse me, sir." Alle closed the file and cleaned the table, and then without guilt she pulled out.

Astonished to see Alle's unusual attitude made Aksa shake her head. Where Alle's been focused since. The woman even easily believed what Aksa said when the working hours were over, but only half an hour her secretary sat with her to discuss the report.

"Ma-sorry, Sir. It's not time to go home yet" said Alle who re-entered Aksa's room while looking at the watch in her hand.

Embarrassed, Alle said, "Let's continue, sir."

Although a little afraid of Aksa's anger, Alle still hold. He had also prepared himself if the man went berserk with him. Usually, if it is like this, Aksa must give him punishment by adding to his work.

"No need, you just go home" replied Aksa ketus.

"No, sir. It's still work hours haven't come in office hours."

Aksa actually looked at his secretary more carefully. He waved his hand for Alle to sit in her place earlier. On the sofa, opposite Aksa.

Alle according to him. He sat himself back where he had been before. Waiting for Aksa's orders.

Instead of directly talking, Aksa increasingly intensely stared at Alle. It makes the woman uncomfortable on her own. Between fear and nervousness.

"I don't know what's causing you to go out of concentration because you'd rather keep your own problems."

Alle speechless. Why is it like this?

"If you still want to work with me, I don't want to see you unfocused anymore."

"Sorry, sir." Alle looked down embarrassed because her work was not as good as usual. "I will try my best, I promise I won't repeat."

"Now you go home!"

"But, Mr ...."

"I've offered to help if you have a problem telling me. That way I think your burden will be slightly reduced, but you refuse for various reasons that you make. Yes, you just go home, and solve your problems so you can get back to work well. I can't accept this way of working. Just a waste of time."

Aksa's words were so striking. Makes Alle realize how much of a mistake she made was harming her boss.

"I have a problem, but it's my personal business. There's no way I'm telling you as my boss."

"If you're not comfortable thinking I'm your boss, consider me your friend. You've helped me a lot, if I could help you it would also make me feel useful as a boss and a friend."

Alle shakes. "Thank you sir, I'll finish it myself." Alle insists.

Aksa couldn't force her secretary to tell her stories. He was still considering the status in their country. Getting too into the private affairs of his secretary is also not a wise thing.

Both of them returned to work until the office hours arrived.

"We're going home together?" take Aksa.

"No, sir, thank you. I'll go home by myself" Alle refused.

"Why?"

"I'm sure you're busy, so I'd better go home alone."

"I'm not busy, I can take you home."

"You forgot, this morning Miss Bianca made an appointment with you. Maybe now he's ready to wait for you."

Although the gaze of his employees was fixed on Aksa and the hand that held Alle's hand, Aksa did not care. He is not indifferent to anyone who sees him.

"Sir, let go." Alle tries to let go of Aksa's hand which just keeps dragging her to the parking lot.

He opened the car door and told Alle to sit down. The secretary flinch unwilling to enter but Aksa forces by pushing Alle's body in. Then shut the car door immediately.

Alle was driving the car. On the way, Aksa receives a call from her former lover Bianca. The undecided woman asked to meet Aksa once more. Bianca promised after this she would not interfere with Aksa's life again.

"We're going to Bianca's apartment." Suddenly Aksa turned her car back, towards the apartment of the ex-lover.

"But, sir, I have to go home."

"Just for a minute." Aksa.

"Mr ...."

"I promise, just for a second."

As soon as possible Aksa spurred his car to arrive at Bianca's apartment. Every now and then he glanced at the secretary sitting beside the wheel. There was no conversation because she knew Alle must be thinking about her son at home.

"Come," take Aksa down.

"Where, sir?"

"Good, I did."

"But, don't you usually ride alone?"

"Now that Bianca and I have broken up, I don't want to be alone with her. You accompany me!" There was no reply from Alle, Aksa had already pulled the hand of her secretary out. Take her up where Bianca's flat is.

Shortly after pressing the bell, Bianca's loud voice greeted them. Disappointed and upset look first on the face of the model. Of course it's for Alle.

"Why is he coming?" ask Bianca.

"I couldn't leave her, so I took her."

Bianca. I don't like Alle's place.

"Tell me what you want, I don't have much time!"

Although upset by Alle's presence, Bianca can't just give up. "We go in first" Bianca asked. Open the apartment door wide.

Aksa turned to Alle and invited her secretary in.

Bianca's eyes glared sharply as she watched Aksa's hand clasping her secretary's hand tightly.

"So that soon you got my replacement. I thought you got more than me, but it turns out you'd rather be cheap than me." Unable to see Aksa and her secretary, Bianca tries to take Alle down.

"I'm not here to hear your comments about who I am now. If there's nothing you want to talk about, I'd better go."

Aksa hasn't even sat down yet but he already wants to get out of this apartment.

"Wait, I want to talk. Sit down first." Bianca relented. He must suppress his ego now. After Aksa and Alle sat down, Bianca took a drink for the man. The drink he had prepared earlier.

The model brought two different drinks for her guests. Bianca said she would also talk after Aksa had finished her drink.

Alle was the first to take the glass. Suddenly, Aksa takes Alle's glass and exchanges it. Through her eyes Alle was about to ask, why.

"I want this one" said Aksa, which Alle could not deny.

"Why, I've prepared that drink for you. Don't you prefer orange juice over syrup?" bianca protests.

"I want some syrup." Aksa immediately gulped down the drink which was followed by Alle.

"Tell me now what you want!" aksa said after putting the glass back.

"Ehm .. I, I .. want ...." Bianca's attitude was suddenly strange. He became even more nervous and his gaze was always glancing at Aksa's secretary.

"Why you?"

"I want us back. I love you so much, I can't we part." Bianca squeezed out her dress. His eyes always glanced at Alle.

Aksa who realized that turned to look at Alle who was sitting next to him.

"Don't joke! I can't go back to you. From now on, don't ever call me again!" Aksa got up, he invited Alle to leave this room.

Just a few steps they moved, suddenly Alle fell unconscious.

"All ... Alle," called Aksa who was shocked to see her secretary suddenly unconscious.