
This morning the sun was not as bright as yesterday, it seemed like last night the sky also grieved over the wailing of the poor girl
This morning as usual Anisa helped the mbok in the kitchen, the mbok who had already noticed anisa.
" Non non nisa eyes why so swollen? Ask the curious mbok
"No papa" Anisa replied with a smile
"Non no longer hides anything from the mbok, right? The mbok was very curious.
" Kok mbok nisa no papa, just last night nisa misses mom so nisa a little cry last night" Still smiling.
" The patient yes non, mama non must have calmed down in nature there, if non misses the same mama non will be able to pilgrimage to the grave mama non" mbok trying to comfort his beloved employer
At the table all breakfast without removing a single word just the details of the plates and spoons that collide with each other, after finishing breakfast all return to activity as usual
In the shophouse, Anisa was counting the new items until while ririn was busy packing the items they were going to send, in the shophouse only the two of them work because the shophouse is not too busy so they do not work other employees
" Nisa let's have lunch, laper ni" Rengek ririn while pulling anisa's hand
" yeah let's have lunch first, after that we just finish the other work.
meanwhile, in a room in a large company, the atmosphere was tense, how not the room was full of sheets of paper scattered on the floor.
"do you have no other ideas huh" in his annoyed tone" why do you dare to bring this useless trash into the metering room, you want me to fire right now" in a high tone mixed with anger.
"we'll fix it as soon as you can, sir, please forgive us" with your head lowered
" good are we I forgive you, but once again you dare to bring garbage like this before me you will bear the consequences yourself" a simple word but able to make people who hear it shrivel fear.
"thank you sir, thank you very much for your kindness" while taking the paper scattered on the floor that the boss threw earlier.
who is not familiar with zayn saputra wijaya, the son of the father of handoko wijaya who often wara wiri on the television screen, he is the president of the largest company in Asia, he is the president of the largest company in Asia, zayn is known for his near-perfect face, but also cold-hearted and ruthless, he will not spare a single bit of wrongdoing,
who was always loyal next to him, a secretary who was of the same character as a zayn, had a sturdy body and was also handsome, cold-hearted and far more ruthless what when it came to the safety of his master, he said, he is usually called pj no one knows what his real name or full name is he is a mysterious man who is always near zayn wherever he is.
" mister, it's time for you to go home" pj recalled his boss who likes to forget time.
"eemm, all right let's go home, and you'll take care of all the mess" Zayn spoke flatly as usual.
in the car Zayn just leaned on the chair while reading the project he would take.
for a long time finally they arrived in front of the gate of a large and super luxurious house, this house has a super spacious yard, and, behind the house there is a large garden to plant vegetables and fruits for kitchen materials, in this house almost all kitchen materials are directly planted and picked in the garden, in the garden, and a very beautiful artificial lake makes the view much more perfect...
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