Ratih faithfully accompanies Suga wherever the man goes, and of course, for work matters. Even though it is still relatively new, Ratih has overcome all work and several obstacles. And now he is trying not to think about the intention to refuse his new position. And now, Ratih strives to provide the best service to the master instead of continuing to whine.
Ratih immediately stood up when he found Suga had just come out of his office. With more professionalism, Ratih decided to subduer her body as a form of respect. Seeing Ratih's submissive attitude, Suga smiled proudly as if he had won ultimately. How not? He can now control his enemy at will. Suga felt he was able to control the brave woman.
"Next schedule? You didn't report to me?" Asked Suga.
Ratih sighed, then replied, "In the afternoon there will be no more meetings, Mr. Suga."
"Good! That way, I can go home quickly.
"Of course."
"Mm... but, I still need you until tonight."
"For what else?!" Ratih's original character began to emerge when Suga admitted that he still needed him until the evening.
"Why is it? Do you want to refuse?"
Ratih swallows saliva. "Of course not, sir!" Her voice sounded loud, maybe because she has wracked with annoyance again.
These few days, Suga has asked Ratih to stop by too often until eight o'clock in the evening. Ratih doesn't know about Suga's intentions and goals. When Ratih arrived at the man's apartment, there was not much he needed to do except act as a housekeeper. If you remember Suga's attitude, Ratih always regrets giving her best service. If only she could have the heart to let Suga work alone. But the threat of two billion is still a fear for Ratih Kembang.
The noise came from the hustle and bustle of employees in all divisions of Daichi's company when Suga returned to his private office. Ratih glanced at the time on the digital clock attached to Suga's room office entrance. Operating hours are indeed finished. Of course, things will be crowded because the employees have rushed home, making Ratih jealous. If only she were still a manager free from Suga's supervision, she would have run to find a taxi.
While sighing, Ratih occupied her hands to clean up the work files. Every file has been neatly arranged. After finishing, Ratih intends to wait for her boss instead of planning to escape.
"Ratih...!" Someone called Ratih's name with a hissing voice.
Nurma was seen just coming out of the elevator and was walking sneakingly so as not to make a tread sound that could make Suga come out of the room. Shortly after approaching Ratih, Nurma asked, "You are still busy, huh?"
With a lazy gesture, Ratih replied, "It's bustling, Nur. I still have work with the Geeky CEO."
"Hmm... too bad."
"Why?"
"There's a meal event after this because of my boyfriend's birthday. I already invited Gatra, but you ...."
"I try, Nur. I hope to go home before six o'clock. You send the restaurant address later; if I have time, I will go there."
"Okay. But, don't force yourself too much, Ratih, don't make trouble with your boss."
"Relax, Nur, I know. Egy must have been waiting for you and told Gatra I was late."
"Ish... have you guys become lovers?"
Ratih shook her head, lethargic. "No. He often picks me up because he happens to pass by. But, he never says love to me."
"That man! So stupid! Ah, Ratih, I have to go. Be careful."
Ratih smiled while Nurma turned around and stepped away, leaving her. While waiting for Suga, who always deliberately lingers, Ratih sat down again. She sighed several times while hoping that her turmoil heart would go. Nurma's invitation became a desire that she couldn't seem to do. Want to be with friends, but Suga still traps her.
"Tsk." Suga clucked behind the door, which, since Nurma came, has opened a little, including his presence there. "Am I being too hard on her?" Suga muttered, realizing the emphasized attitude he always gave Ratih without the slightest word of mercy.
In the next second, Suga walked out of the office room door. He rushed to his beautiful secretary, who still looked lethargic. In front of Ratih, Suga swallowed saliva. He was too confused. Should he start a conversation or only says an invitation to go home?
Realizing the existence of Someone standing in front of her, Ratih raised her head. She looked at Suga with a surprised face. After that, she got up and lowered her body again. Annoyed indeed, but what can she do? She can't pay a two billion claim as a penalty if she escapes.
"Come on!" Suga said.
Regardless of Ratih anymore, he rushed to step. Ratih caught up with the man with hasty steps. She walked right behind Suga without speaking in the slightest. She does not want to fight when her mood is complicated. And, of course, she will only be made to lose if she is still desperate to argue with the geeky masked man.
Ratih let Suga first enter the CEO's special elevator. And then, Ratih pressed the button with the floor number she wanted to go to, and she inserted her body behind Suga, as did the secretaries in general.
No talk. Quiet atmosphere. Whether Ratih or Suga is not interested in opening the conversation, hatred is still thick in each other's hearts, and it's still too big.
A few minutes passed, and Suga's luxury car was presented in front of the hall. The driver had been waiting for Suga and Ratih faithfully. Without thinking, Suga entered the cabin of the rear car while Ratih was in front. The vehicle was driven after Suga and Ratih were ready.
From behind a dark window, Ratih found Gatra's car. The man is also talking to Nurma. As Ratih expected, Gatra picked her up. But what's the power? Again she can't come to say hello. Ratih took a cell phone from a carry-on bag. Ratih plays thumb on the screen of the rectangular object. She wanted to send Gatra a message about overtime hours that made her unable to go home together. Shortly after that, she put her cell phone back in a sad feeling.
Secretly, Suga watched from behind. Ratih's sigh made Suga know that the woman's feelings were not okay. Suga sighed. The woman always disturbed his heart, making her just like a criminal.
"Turn around, Sir," said Suga to the driver.
"Well, Mr. Suga," the driver replied without much question.
Ratih gasped. She needed clarification on Suga's request to the driver. Why did Suga suddenly ask to turn around even though the car was walking in the right direction?
"Is there an impromptu job, Mr. Suga?" While looking back, Ratih said a question sentence.
Suga didn't answer. He only gave a stern look. In the next second, he took off his glasses and uncovered his thick bangs upwards. It doesn't matter if there is a driver because the driver is one of the subordinates in the dark organization he leads.
"Mr. Suga?" Ratih still doesn't give up on knowing the direction and purpose that Suga wants.
"Don't ask too many questions," replied the haughty man.
Ratih is tasting. She was annoyed, even more furious. But she can only be limited to clenching her palms. Suga is powerful, while she is only a worm that can be toyed with as Suga pleases.
In the next second, Ratih surrendered. With that annoying feeling, she glanced at Suga's face from the glass in front of him. Ratih swallows saliva. How not when the reflection of Suga's face seems so handsome and full of aura? That guy is handsome! And only a Ratih can see Suga's face unobstructed by thick glasses. Unfortunately, what Ratih received was not luck but bad luck that made her stuck with the handsome man.
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