My Evil Lady's
Open War

The steady pace that I was so familiar with shuffled our eyes - as he entered the meeting room. My boss's figure looks perfect in a sleeveless blouse and a pink knee-length skirt. A small smile was knotted in the face as she wore my chosen maroon wedges. With his appearance now he has really looked convincing, like a young professional in general. Enough to give a positive impression even though I am still unsure of his business ability.

For a moment I forgot my frustration with him. Yes, he already managed to piss me off on a day this early in the week. I predicted that Rami would do something at an important meeting today. Therefore, I left early to host the representatives of Jaya company.

It was fortunate that I did so because my boss had only appeared two hours past the time of the meeting. Representatives from Jaya will feel very unappreciated and may cancel the cooperation if I do not divert their attention. I didn't know Rami did it on purpose or not, which obviously I've repeatedly reminded of this meeting this time.

For a moment our eyes met, but I felt his gaze on me more towards something he did not like. I frowned, I couldn't guess what was on his mind. Was he angry because I acted without prior instructions and notice? Didn't my actions this time save his face again?

In a hurry he took his eyes off me. A wide smile was adorned as he greeted his guests. Contract documents were quickly completed without much revision from both parties. Everything went so perfect, even too perfect. So too with Rami. Today he was too friendly, too much smiling, chatting pleasantries about things with his guests, but not once looking at me.

I removed the sweat, felt sultry in this refrigerated room, something that shouldn't have happened. It grew more sultry when I found Rami looking at me from the corner of his eye when we were just alone in his study. I was agitated, as if a time bomb had been planted and counted down, not knowing when it would explode.

"I've already taken them out. I have also ordered Mr. Sigit to take them to the airport" I reported quickly. I want to quickly finish it and get out of Rami's room.

My report didn't get any response from Rami. Rami, who was sitting at his desk earlier, did not raise his head even a little, was busy studying the documents in hand. His attention did not shift away from the agreed contract documents. I still can't read the eye expression blocked by her dense eyelashes. "I'll excuse you then." I turned around, delaying my steps that were already preparing to leave the room covered in silence.

"Do you have a problem with me?" it asked like lightning struck on a sunny day, stopping my footsteps that were already in the doorway. I turned around, staring at him who was still not looking at me.

Yes, obviously I have a problem with you. No, instead do you have a problem with me to make my life miserable?

"I'm sorry? What do you mean, director?" I just don't understand when I get back to his desk. My eyebrows furrowed, guessing what had happened to him. As I recall the tension between us last night was pretty good, uh.not really good, but at least not parted with the mockery and argument. So, I'm honestly confused as to why he's been mad at me since morning.

Rami finally raised his face, showering me with a sharp look. A scornful smile adorned at the corner of his lips, "Dumb looking pretentious doesn't know you're in front of me. I'm sick of seeing it" he said rudely and piercingly, causing my heart to slip. I really don't understand what I've done to make him angry like that. "If you're not happy with me, just say it, don't be like the enemy in the blanket!"

Cold sweat runs all over the body. Giving up thinking about what was going on without finding the slightest clue. I unbuttoned the suit, turning my eyes to the corner of the room for a moment as if I had found the answer to my question there.

I breathe heavily. Had enough. This is enough. "Aren't you the one with me, Director? Not me," I asked to reverse the question. I really don't want to withdraw anymore to face this spoiled chick in front of me. Maybe Rami is my boss, but I'm not his slave. I work for him, but I deserve to be treated like a human being. He can't treat me.

Waiting for a few seconds, but still not getting a response from the girl in front of me, I returned to express my feelings. We must immediately solve this problem so as not to drag on. "You kindly told me to come here. Disappear at will when there will be an important meeting, make me a club and run around like crazy." I stopped to take a breath. Flocking him with all my junk is really draining. "I'm not only a PA, but also like a driver, a maid, even a director because you never do your job and tasks properly. Why did you do that to me?" My voice softened when I realized however I was still dealing with a gentle hearted creature even though he looked as solid as a rock.

"Barring your path?" I don't know how his brain works. "Over this I've done all that to save you, complete all your tasks. Save your face and reputation in front of everyone including in front of clients and partners."

"Therefore I hate you," her quick bursts, Rami who suddenly stood up made me nod and took a few steps back. Have I missed anything? "You think I'm just a spoiled heiress who can't do anything? Have you ever thought that I did it on purpose? That was my goal. I want to be considered incompetent and unworthy of inheriting the company in order to be immediately kicked out of this sickening place. And you pretentiously cleaned up all my work, only to prove yourself that you are capable and get worthless praise from the old man.” Rami vented all her anger. His strange anger made everything bright. Rami doesn't want to be in this company, but he can't lift his legs easily because of that he does. He deliberately acted as a form of resistance to the grandfather, and I stood among them. So, it's only natural that he hates me.

"You are indeed just a spoiled heir." I raised my head, defiant though now knowing what exactly he wanted, a freedom. My meaning made her eyeballs even more rounded when our eyeballs met. Sharp, piercing, full of anger, but foggy. There was a hint of sadness behind his stern gaze. "Just because you didn't agree with your grandfather, just because of your childish rebellious nature, you made this company a toy." Rami was about to interrupt, but I didn't give him a chance. "This company, this grandfather company that you hate, there can hate it, but this company is a source of livelihood for thousands of employees and their families. So, I'm not going to let it be your game tool. I'm not going to let you destroy it," I explained, at length to let out all my complaints.

I think I'll feel satisfied after taking it all out. Vaporized all the anger and resentment, but I was wrong. Not the relief and satisfaction I felt. There was a slight uncomfortable pain in one part of my heart. I looked away, not wanting to see him.

Rami fell silent, as if he did not want to repay me. Maybe it was a little surprising to him. He did not expect to see me dare to challenge him, dare to curse directly in front of his eyes which is a direct superior and prospective heir to the company. I also wonder what exactly is in Rami's brain right now. Will my words be his consideration or even his determination to fire me.

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I walked with a shunt out of Rami's room. I came out without saying a word. Rami didn't stop me either. He prefers to look far out the window of his office that leads directly to the streets. Pay attention to the traffic of pedestrians who are busy with their respective activities, making a living. My legs felt so limp as if I hadn't eaten for days. I beat the mouth so presumptuously to speak that harshly to my superiors directly. I cursed myself who could not contain the emotions. The other directors staff, showering me with curious gazes without daring to ask, as I walked out of Rami's room with a shabby face and clothes. It's been me.

All that remained of the overflow of emotions was a regret.

I often read those words of wisdom in self-development books I read while relaxing on weekends. Words that should be my reminders and saviors, but unfortunately, they seemed to be immersed in a labyrinth of brain cells covered in anger and ego for a moment. Iforgetit. I couldn't hold back my emotions and now all I had left was regret. I have to start thinking about finding a new job, thinking about how to close the monthly bill. If at that time I could hold back, maybe now I don't have to bother thinking about what tomorrow I give shopping money to my mother.

"Eh..Beautiful, can I ask you a favor?" I stopped the step past his desk. The girl nodded her head quickly, looking at me with a concerned look. "Please order sushi for the director's lunch. He likes sushi in the front shop next to the cake shop. You can wear this." I handed him the magic card Rami received with a face filled with questions. "Oh yes.infokan also to Mr. Sigit to drive him home at five in the afternoon. The director can be angry if he comes home late,” my message again which makes the girl's forehead wrinkled. I don't feel good about adding work to my boss, but I have no other choice. I'll buy it tomorrow.

"Where are you going? What should I say if the director asks, Brother?"

I frowned, laughing sideways. Rami most likely won't be looking for me today, not after our fight earlier. I want to go home early. I also have to prepare myself if tomorrow I receive a contract termination letter. "Just say if I come home quickly because there is a need," I replied briefly who only replied with a nod of understanding by Indah. “But it looks like the director won't ask me today, so you take it easy,” I added, forcing a small smile as if nothing had happened between me and Rami. A futile effort due to his pair of sad round eyes full of sympathy for me. All the staff on this floor of the board know how hard Rami treats me.

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