Chapter 2 The man is the boss

Angela had just arrived at her office and was sitting at her desk. "What's wrong with your face?" Asked Rosie who was her friend. "I think I need coffee this morning," said Angela. "You stayed up late again?" Ask Rosie. "I had to stay up all night because there were bullies," complained Angela. “Bully? You mean?" Asked Rosi increasingly curious. “I'll tell you later when we get coffee. Come with me," said Angela. “Can't Angela,” Rosie called out. "Why?" Angela frowned in confusion. "The manager said, we can't go anywhere because today there is an introduction of a new director," said Rosie. “Indeed Mr. Where are you going?" she asked. he said Dave will retire and his eldest son will replace him. He will be the heir and main director here," said Rosie. "According to the news I heard he said the son of Mr. Dave is still young. He is still 25 years old but has completed his studies at the age of 20 with the highest score. He is very smart and don't forget this one thing, that he is very handsome. Almost like Mr. Dave, exclaimed Rosie, looking excited about her new director. "You see Mr. Dave. Even though he is already 50 years old, he is still very handsome and dashing," said Rosie. "So the point is now we can't get out?" she asked.

"Yeah," chuckled Rosie. "The Manager said, we were asked to line up to greet him. Because he will be going around every division including this Finance division.” "What's his name?" she asked. “Mr. Regan Daniel Wiratama.” Angela just nodded her head. ---- Soon there was a call from the Manager for them all to line up near the entrance to the Finance division because the new President and main director had arrived. They were all standing near the door and heard the footsteps of several people that sounded regular and rhythmic. Not long after, three tall men appeared in very elegant suits. "Good morning," said Davero. "Good morning Director," everyone shouted. “Introducing this is my son, Regan Danial Wiratama. Henceforth he will be the director of this company to replace me,” he exclaimed. “Good morning everyone,” Regan greeted without a smile. 'Ah, that man's face looks familiar,' Angela thought. Deg Angela's eyes widened as she met the man's gaze. It was the thief last night…. *** What dream did Angela have for her to be this unlucky. How could he insult and accuse his own son of a director who would now serve as the main director in the office where he works. Even the name Mr. Danial is already very well known on social media as well in this country. Unfortunately Angela never knew the face of the Director who was the target of many women. "Oh my god... am I going to get fired for insulting him last night?" he muttered feeling very uneasy. The meeting this morning was very awkward and made it seem difficult for him to speak. "But why can a president be chased by several people?" she muttered. "I think I need coffee now," she muttered cupping her cheeks. She felt stupid herself. *** Angela had just returned from her lunch. She had lunch with some colleagues in her division. She walked down the office lobby to the elevator. They stopped in front of the elevator, waiting for the elevator door to open. Angel looks engrossed in playing on her cellphone. Until she heard a noise around her. She averted her gaze from the cellphone screen to the source of the commotion and at that moment her eyes widened. She saw the figure of Regan who had just entered the office lobby with his personal secretary, Mr. Nickolas. Knowing the direction Regan was heading towards her made Angel uneasy. The reason is that she does not want to meet again with the man he once thought was a thief. With a quick move Angel ran to another corner and hid herself behind the wall leading to the fire escape. "Should I go up using the emergency stairs?" she muttered peeking at Regan where she was already standing in front of the special elevator for the higher ups. Angel immediately pulled back her head as Regan's sharp and watchful eyes turned to her. "He didn't see me, did he?" she muttered closing her eyes. 'Oh, how is this? Am I going to get fired from here. After all, what the heck is the Director posing as a thief anyway. What if I get fired from this office? Where else should I apply for a job. This work means a lot to me,' she thought. Angel finally decided to go to her room by using the fire escape. Arriving at her desk, Angel immediately landed to her oversized chair and leaned her head against the edge of the table. "Hey, where have you been? It suddenly disappeared,” someone shouted making Angel raise her head and turn to the sound source. "I went to the bathroom first," Angel replied. "It's easy to just disappear. But it's a shame you missed something very important,” exclaimed the person who was none other than Rosie, her co-worker. "So what?" asked Angel frowning. "Our new director. Pak Danial, we were waiting for the elevator side by side," Rosie exclaimed with sparkling eyes. 'I know. And that's the reason why I ran away,' thought Angel. "You know Angela. He is very handsome, even though he only smiles a little but he is really very handsome. Oh my God, my heart wants to jump out," Rosie exclaims exaggeratedly making Angel frown. "Excessive," "But you also admit that our Director is very handsome, right?" she exclaimed. "If that's the case, yes," Angel answered. She imagined the moment they locked eyes at that close range. Regan is really very handsome and full of charisma. Imagining that moment made Angela feel pounding and uncomfortable making her immediately shake her head quite hard. "What is it?" "There isn't any. Come back to your desk already, I want to do my work," Angel shouted pushing Rosie. "ups... alright " Rosie walked away from Angela's desk. Angela could only exhale and return to finishing her work. *** Angel just came out of his office area. She walked to the bus stop as usual. “Angela…!” The call stopped her and she turned to the source of the voice. “Christian!” The man called Cristian walked over to Angela. "You just got home?" asked Cristian who was now in front of Angel. "Yaps. By the way, why are you in here?” asked Angel. “I happened to be passing by, and I saw you walking alone. Come on, I'll take you home," Cristian exclaimed. "That I was afraid to trouble you," cried Angel. “No. I'm the one who asked for it. Come on," said Christian. Angel complied and they climbed into Cristian's car which was parked not far from where they were standing earlier. Cristian invites Angel to have dinner together at a restaurant. They immediately ordered the food they wanted. "How was your day?" she asked. "Not bad, not too bad," Angel replied. "Looks like I just had a bad day," Cristian exclaimed. "Did something happen?" asked Angel. "Yes. The tender that I had been targeting for a long time fell into the hands of my rival," complained Cristian. “That must be very disappointing,” cried Angel. "No longer Ngel. I feel like I want to go berserk and scold all my useless employees," Cristian exclaimed. “Maybe the tender is not matched with you. Just let it go, I'm sure later you will get a bigger tender than that,” said Angel. Cristian smiled at Angela. "You know why I took the walk to your office," Cristian exclaimed. "Why?" “I purposely want to see you,” cried Cristian. “Just seeing you and talking like this with you makes me feel better. My day isn't so bad after meeting you." Cristian's words made Angel's cheeks flush red. "What are you." Cristian is his friend since his college days. They weren't as close as friends, but they were close enough as friends. Actually, Angela had long harbored feelings for Cristian, but unfortunately, Cristian has a girlfriend and their relationship has been going on for a long time. Their orders came and both of them started to focus on enjoying the food menu they ordered. "So how about Caroline?" she asked. “ She was busy shooting. She rarely has time with me anymore,” answered Cristian. Angela could only nod in understanding. --- Cristian had just escorted Angela to her house. "Thank you, Chris." "You're welcome. Then I'll go,” Cristian exclaimed making Angela nod her head. Angela was still staring at Cristian's car driving away from her. “Huh, when will this feeling go away,” she muttered.