My Evil Lady's
Top Priority

"We've arrived." I told him when our car stopped in front of a luxury hotel in the city center. I want to invite Mita to eat out tonight instead of refusing too often when she asks to play. The last few months I have been so busy I haven't had time to play with him. Not only to please my childhood friend, I also did it to improve my mood. For a moment, I wanted to dispel the thought of the quarrel that occurred in the office earlier this afternoon, distracting from Rami. I want to not think for a moment about what will happen next.

I did not rush out of the car even though I removed my seatbelt. I let Mita for a moment enjoy the beauty of this classy hotel from the car. His eyes sparkled with pleasure because this was the first time I invited him to eat in a luxurious place. Glittering lights beautifully decorate the front yard and the tall towering hotel building. The restaurant you will be visiting is at the top of the hotel. Exclusive restaurant that only accepts a few visitors. It offers a beautiful view of the city center from an amazing height. The added value that makes the restaurant so expensive in addition to its cuisine is also luxurious.

I opened the car door for him. I'm trying to be as gentle as possible. He giggled when he got me to do cheesy things like in movies. I forced a smile to return her wide laughter, waiting for her to welcome a hand, following my play. The mood has not improved, it is still as gloomy as it was last afternoon when I had a fight with Rami.

"Don't you like the food?" tanya Mita breaks the daydreams. I'm ready to answer the question. "Sister, didn't hear my story?" ask again while putting on a sullen look.

I put down the knife and fork. The delicious steak on the table is still untouched. The delicious food that I had the second time to winain after the dinner the other day with Rami. I shook my head, trying to get him out of my mind. I invited Mita to dinner because I wanted to forget the office business for a moment, but why did I do something that reminded me of her. Go eat at her favorite restaurant, order a meal that reminds me of her.

"I'm sorry. I've been thinking a lot lately." I rubbed the sweat on my forehead, a heavy sigh followed.

Mita put down her knife and fork. A soft smile was adorned at the corner of his lips, trying to calm the heart as if everything would be fine. "What is Brother's new boss troublesome?" His eyebrows furrowed, trying to guess what my problem was, and he was right. Is everything so clear on my face?

I nodded weakly with pouting lips. "She's just a spoiled girl who can't do anything. The girl who happens to have a rich grandfather. She even thought of the company as just her toy,” my bursts of reflexes as Mita inquires about my boss. It was like I got the green light, giving out a lot of justification reasons why I hated it.

I took out the quacks that Mita listened to with interest. Occasionally her forehead creased as I told her about my boss's behavior which was almost impossible for a human to do. Never once did he cut my story. He also did not take a second's look from me.

The longer I talked, the more I realized Mita was getting quiet. A thin smile was still on her thin lips, but I felt her eyes twinkle. A hint of sadness was implied in the look in his eyes, making me realize that I had made a mistake. I stopped stories about the company, about the job, about my problems, and about Rami. Now I'm together, and it's a step up moment as we grow older. It should be about us, about Mita, not about Rami.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have talked about the company when I played with you." I realized my mistake which of course immediately got a nod is okay from him. Growing up together since childhood, we rarely fought. Mita, despite being younger than me, but she can always understand. She's like a little sister I've always wanted to protect. "So, how's your climbing plan going to be later this month?" I returned the topic of conversation about him.

I raised my cutlery again, stuffing the delicious pieces of meat into my mouth while listening to Mita tell me their climbing plans. A climb I can't follow especially in a situation like this. It is almost impossible to apply for work leave at least now. A cheerful smile repeatedly rose from her thin lips as she excitedly told stories until the ringing sound of my phone interrupted the excitement of the story.

I looked at the name plastered on the phone screen before I flipped the phone with the screen facing the side of the table. I decided to ignore it, and refocus my attention back to Mita's story.

"From the office," I replied back to Mita's curious gaze that followed my behavior.

Mita frowned. "Don't you just pick up first? Who knows important,” his advice, get annoyed with the noisy ringing of the phone, interrupt his story.

"No need, now it is also out of business hours," I replied lightly, trying to act as cool as possible while continuing to eat. Forcing yourself to continue chewing and swallowing chunks of meat on a plate. The food served delicious and looks appetizing somehow feels bland in the mouth.

The phone on the table rings. I would love to curse at that little noisy thing. It's getting harder for me to ignore it if it keeps ringing. It was thought to just turn it off, but it would make me seem to be deliberately ignoring it.

"Just give it a shot, brother. It's okay, who knows it's important." Mita again persuaded me to answer the call. I know he must be uncomfortable too.

I followed Mita's advice, "Yes Beautiful, what's wrong?" I answered a call from Indah that I had expected must have something to do with Rami.

There was panic and anxiety on the other end of the phone. "Sister, the director's missing? Mr. Sigit who was supposed to take the director home, could not find him. I tried to call him, but I didn't pick up, so what do I do, brother?" it was beautiful fast, too fast like the speed of a train, without pause, without having the time he took a breath. From his hoarse voice, I could guess that he must be crying from panic now.

I propped my head up with one hand on the table, not knowing why this problem could happen. Why did Rami make it again. He was like that, never thinking about anything else.

"Be calm, calm down." I tried to calm down Beautiful even though my own heart was beating irregularly. "I'll be looking for him soon. You try to keep calling the director. I'll let you know as soon as I find him," my orders were instantly approved by him without protest.

I hung up the phone worriedly, especially as I looked into Mita's black eyes. Worried about letting Rami disappear for a moment or having to disappoint Mita, again. I'd love to ignore Rami after what happened this afternoon, but I can't get Beautiful dragged into this maelstrom of chaos. If I have to get sanction or punishment I'm ready, but he can't do it to Indah. I'm the one who asked Indah to replace Rami's set of needs today.

"I realized that tonight I was saying too many apologies, but I had to leave immediately" I said softly, not daring to look him in the eye. The eyes that I now believe lost the twinkle of cheerfulness when we came earlier.

"I know" he answered briefly. His soft voice slightly trembled although a smile was still faithfully adorned on his face. He must be really upset right now.

"You must be disappointed because tonight didn't go as you expected."

"Of course" I nodded quickly. I was relieved to see him enjoying this fine restaurant. "I'll ask Mr. Sigit to pick you up. You don't have to find a taxi" I added before leaving. Go leave my friend alone, enjoy the facilities of this luxury restaurant alone just to find the boss who lost somewhere.

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"Director," called me to the figure of a completely unconscious girl in a bar lounge. I immediately approached to see how he was. His face lay on the table with both hands folded into a headboard. Her long hair was draped over the reddened face. He was fully asleep, unconscious despite me shaking his body many times.

I knew Rami was in a bar when the gps on his phone showed me the location of a fancy bar in the city center, only I didn't expect to see this kind of scene, completely fainting from drunkenness.

"Who are you?" Someone held my hand that was trying to wake Rami up. A handsome guy with a firm jawline, squinting, looking at me dislikes. The guy sat next to Rami who escaped my previous observation from being too shocked to see the state of Rami. The guy sips his drink while leaning his elbow on the bar table. The smell of alcohol was strong, coming out of his body even though the effect of the drink was not as extreme as that of Rami. I wonder if he is an acquaintance of Rami because he was at one table and allowed himself to get drunk in front of the guy.

"I'm his PA," I said as I looked at him. I took a breath for a moment, not succeeding in building up Rami. The atmosphere of this exclusive bar is not as crowded as bars in general. Bar for special circles made elegant with dozens of dimmed led lights. There was no frenetic music on the floor, replaced with soothing soft music. Each lounge is made as private as possible to protect the privacy of their customers. You can find many millionaires and children of important figures in this closed place.

The guy let go of his hand that was holding me. "Oh.pegawanya, I think who," he said disparagingly, immediately turned his face away while again sipping a glass of tequila in hand. His silver suit was no longer neatly arranged. The open top button shows the collarbone. The tie hangs loosely on the neck. The guy seems to be getting drunk though not as bad as Rami.

"Then you're alone, what's the connection with Rami?" tanyaku is not friendly which is just a glimpse glimpsed from behind his glass. I've never seen this guy around Rami before. He is not Rami's cousin, nephew, relative or close friend. I know because I've learned it. Studying anyone who is near Rami so that I do not mistreat. That's why I'm afraid that guy's taking advantage of Rami's drunken state.

"I'm the guy" he answered quickly. The answer that immediately made my eyes wide open.

This guy Rami's girlfriend??

Now he has caught my attention. I watched him more closely. His short hair, thinly made on the side, was neatly combed back. Expensive suit suits and branded watches perfect its appearance. The smell of masculine perfume emanated from his gallant body mixed with the scent of alcohol.

In my heart I slightly praised Rami who had good taste in looking for guys. Handsome guy who can be said to be commensurate with the beautiful Hami. I can imagine how irate the other girls were when they saw them walking together.

"What happened to the director?" my question hasn't managed to resuscitate Rami.

"As you can see. His drinking ability is not as tough as his determination,” answered calmly as if seeing his girlfriend lying unconscious is common. He chuckled, revealing a row of his neat and perfectly white teeth. As a man, I feel inferior in front of him. He has everything that men want in the world. "A glass of Miranda has already knocked him down."

I frowned, feeling that it wasn't something funny. If he knew his girlfriend's drinking ability why he let her. "If you know he's bad with alcohol, why would you let him drink?"

The guy shrugged his shoulders, leaning his arms on the back of the sofa. There's something behind Rami's girlfriend's calm demeanor that makes me feel uncomfortable, like itchiness under the skin that can't be scratched. Can't tell the difference between being calm or ignorant. Maybe I just feel jealous of him. "Is there anyone who can ban it?” I asked him what he knew the answer to. Neither did the grandfather as the only family he had. “He insisted on drinking it. He said he wanted to relieve stress because of the company's problems."

I was misbehaved to hear the man's words, not knowing what to comment. Maybe what Rami meant was the problem with me.

"It looks like he needs to hire a new PA so he doesn't have to stress anymore" he suggested, glancing at me from the corner of his eye. Again he laughed a little, as if it was a trivial matter even though it was about the future of my career. I wonder if Rami told all about me to her boyfriend.

"Then I'll take her home," I broke up as I began to wrap one of Rami's arms over her shoulders. Start packing heavy body Rami to take her away. I'm not interested in listening to that guy's insinuations anymore..

The guy nodded in agreement while shaking his hand as a gesture for me to take him along immediately while he continued drinking. Abandonment made me ask if she was Rami's boyfriend. Girlfriend who easily let her girl taken by other guys especially in an unconscious condition. How about I take advantage of Rami's condition now? Of course I wouldn't do it, but he didn't know very well to entrust Rami completely to me.

I had trouble getting Rami out of the pub. I thought Rami would not be this heavy when viewed from the proportion of her slender body. The smell of alcohol rattled strongly from his body, defeating the fresh scent of pine perfume he liked.

I was just about to sit him in the back seat when I realized that he was now completely unconscious. I paused my intention and walked around, putting it in the seat beside the wheel.

"I'm not your driver." My little grin was aimed at her who closed her eyes tightly, putting on a seatbelt for her before turning to the driver's seat.

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