The Dying Marriage
Challenge: 3

Amanda left for her branch office, more precisely the office that was assigned to her. Amanda's sister is indeed insolent because she dared to let her sister be in trouble. There's nothing else what? Amanda actually wants to sue, she should be relieved and enjoy her youth to the maximum. Isn't his age still quite said to be a teenager? If not, yes, Amanda still thinks so.

After all, for him there is no rule when people are said to be adults and teenagers, ‘kan?

The new car Sam gave me the other day was quite interesting. Enough to say Amanda's not a normal woman. Enough to convince other workers that he is a boss who is full of authority and class.

The first meeting, the first step to work after a long time to graduate college and become a scholar. Yes, her brother called in the early hours of the morning to help her manage the branch company.

“Have a hard time Amanda,” she said herself after getting out of the car.

Many pairs of eyes greeted him, and it did not take long for the rumors to spread. After all, who would say everything would be fine after this? Their faces were so Antagonistic and good at licking each other. For God's sake! Amanda should have protested to her brother for having been given an unscrupulous branch company like this.

“What company there is a rule accept a \*\*\*\*\*\*\*?” ask Amanda when she sees some women wearing skimpy clothes. Amanda's loud voice made everyone unable to understand her character. Is Amanda a strict or angry woman?

A silent atmosphere was created. The previous whispers instantly disappeared.

“This is a company, not a Bar. If you are indeed \*\*\*\*\*\*\*, I also do not care if you know yourself. Basic cheap!” amanda's Scolding.

A woman from the crowd was sweating. “Hey, you!” This made the entire pair of eyes turn to the source of the voice, including Amanda.

Amanda walked over casually. “What? I was assigned here because of your behavior like this. My God, why was my arrival welcomed like this, heh?”

Shut up, no one will answer.

Amanda's eyes peeked around, then heaved a heavy sigh. “Listen! As long as I'm here, I don't want anyone to dress like \*\*\*\*\*\*, makeup issues I don't care because I'm sure you guys are pinters. And, I warn to never anyone to fight or defy for any reason. If you want to know why, you can try it. I don't forbid.”

Someone greeted him. “Nona, please forgive our error. Should Miss go into the room immediately, let me take between.”

Amanda looked from the tip of the foot to the head of the woman before her. “Who are you?”

“Nindi, Miss,” he replied while looking down.

“You're a regular employee?” asked Amanda and was embraced by Nindi, “now you I'll be my personal secretary.”

Everyone was shocked, even Nindi.

“Nona,”

“Why? You mind? Or is there anyone else who object?” Amanda's eyes peeked sharply.

“No, no,” answer the others.

Amanda held onto everything that was there. “I like to find comfort first.”

Nindi nodded, then left and closed the door.

After making sure Nindi really came out, Amanda threw herself on the sofa. “Aaagh, I can't hang out anymore,” complains Amanda.

It took Amanda a long time to adjust. Day after day has passed. An Amanda who used to hang out at cafes and hilariously is now increasingly busy with her office work. Even to forget that currently there are bets that have been launched by the opponent.

Is correct. Pram has managed to get the company under his control, though not completely. This can happen when Pram hears that the branch company handed over by Amanda is breaking away. Amanda's sister gave up the company's assets and asked her to develop them as Amanda wished. You could say, the sister wants Amanda to be a successful career woman.

It must be admitted that in a short time Amanda managed to make progress beyond the expectations of her brother, even Pram was also quite surprised by the woman. The company's career continues to rise and the reputation is getting better, making Pram interested in a big investment. It's Amanda's stupidity to have let her in so easily. Whether intentional or not. Whether it's Amanda or not, Pram doesn't care. For him, this was the first step towards victory.

In the end, a large meeting was held. The investors were invited and some business colleagues, close friends, and other company leaders. Amanda who used to be known as a child urakan now shows her fangs and become a competitor that is difficult to beat. Rumor has it Amanda is a dangerous enemy and a major one for some.

That's how business is, ‘kan? Almost as much as politics. Incarnating is good for crippling, and it has become a common secret as one of the most potent tricks.

A large and magnificent room has been prepared: good decoration and qualified service are the main keys to show the face of the company. Amanda goes to great lengths to ask employees to look their best. From here, Pram admits Amanda's taste is indeed worthy of appreciation.

Pram comes with his style that is relaxed, but gripping. One of his hands was in his pants pocket, while the other was holding a glass. While chatting with the friends he had met, Pram unceasingly smiled horribly before the event actually began.

Amanda came with two bodyguards, wearing her lacy blue dress on the chest, long to the knees and revealing smooth calves. Oh, shits! Now Pram's getting crazy about getting Amanda in his bed. This is Amanda's best sighting, far different from her previous style, whereas Pram believes that the distance to her first meeting is only eleven months.

“Look, Der, that woman made me lose control,” Pram whispered.

“Jaga your image, Pram, you must be self-conscious where we are at the moment.” Der reminded.

“That's it, if I don't remember my reputation, believe me I'll go on stage and kiss her lips,” Pram said.

“Don't be loud, or someone else will hear it and become gossip of other people's mouth concoction,” Der explained.

“Iya.” Pram sipped his drink, but the gulp meant something else when his jaw was seen going up and down plus a different eye view. Pram really imagined what he would soon want to achieve.

Der patted Pram's shoulder. “Control that desire, relax, that woman will only be yours.”

“Of course, what cannot be mine?”

“Yes, yes, even from childhood you always snatch my toys,” Der lamented.

Pram giggled to remember it. From a small Pram has indeed grown into a child who does not want to lose. Once said no like, it remains forever that view does not change. Once he said he wanted it, then all the way he did to get it. This time, Pram thinks only Amanda's own luck can beat him. However, it will not be allowed to happen by Pram himself.