Love You, Mr Shin!!
25. First Day

After riding the elevator, Dhiarra faithfully followed Faiz down a long hallway rather idle. It turns out that on the left, is a large room with glass and appears to contain many office workers. On the right, it may be a room, but only a few windows. Everything is closed and lined.

Suddenly Faiz stopped and pulled over a little. Docked on a slippery and shiny wooden door.

On the top of the door, hung a mini neon box that read Shin's Room. It was definitely the room where Shin spent his work. And behind that door is also the possibility of Shin being inside right now.

Tok..! Tok..!

Chequek..

Faiz knocked on the door with only two knocks and did not wait for an answer. The man entered casually and Dhiarra followed.

Like a welcoming room, with a sofa set, refrigerator and television. A shelf containing books, magazines, a little newspaper and a lot of disk tapes were neatly stacked there.

"Dhiarra, you wait to catch me here." Faiz smiled. Dhiarra.

Observing Faiz approaching a door and knocking. This time Faiz knocked and waited.

"Yes, Iz..Comein..!" The sound from behind the door that sounded so cute was very typical. Dhiarra was sure who the call belonged to.

Chequek...

Faiz has disappeared behind the door... Waiting, a few moments...

Chequek...

Dhiarra prepared by standing polite and straight. Welcomed the prospective boss with his best facial expression, even though he was Shin's. Dhiarra wants to work hard..

Faiz was the first man to see. And after that, was the man who was waiting for. Mr. Shin appears to be poking behind Faiz's back. And the man was really seen after Faiz shifted away from the door.

Shin stood at the door to meet Dhiarra who was looking at him. The face was very beautiful and the perfect appearance was smiling very thin and sweet. Reasonable hospitality without harboring any intent and entanglement. That was what Shin was looking for, the attractive girl without a hint of interest in him. Shin just wanted comfort and ease at work.

Dhiarra felt all wrong, Shin did not return the slightest smile. Stand still at the door looking. Staring from head to toe. The laser eyes were blatantly observing without hesitation. Dhiarra remembered the first time he arrived at the mansion. Shin also saw it in such a way. Dhiarra is wrong.

"Hi, Mr. Shin.. Good morning...Thank you for giving me a job opportunity. Please show me your lesson.." The girl then slightly bowed quite politely.

"Yes, morning..," Shin's greeting answer was heard hanging.

"Faiz.., show her the desk. You share the usual kind of training," Shin's gaze pointed at Faiz. And switch to the position of Dhiarra.

"Dhiarra, follow Faiz. There's something you can't understand, you can ask me too." as he spoke, the man walked up to the sofa and sat there leaning back. Those eyes kept watching over Dhiarra and Faiz.

"Jomla..Dhiara..That's where our room is." the man moved. Approaching the closed door that was lined with the door of the room belonging to Shin.

The room is of course very clean and comfortable. It turned out that the space was fused with Shin's. With the glass separator fully enclosed and clear very clear. This room has a window that opens directly to the blue ceiling outside. While Shin room, shaped letter L and there is also a window directly facing outside. Of course Shin's workspace was much wider.

"Bang Faiz, what's my job..?" feel confused. For Dhiarra was only silenced long enough after Faiz pointed to the work desk with his chair.

"Slight patience.....Just open the computer first, Dhiarra..!" Faiz answered while writing something on his desk.

"Bye, bang Faiz. This file says For Secretary is what I can read..?!" Dhiarra exclaimed from his desk.

"Yep, right...Read it until it's finished..!" Faiz also exclaimed in relief. Dhiarra was impatient, but quite deft, but the girl had no experience.

The room was quiet... So long...

Only occasionally does the cursor rub against the computer mouse or the clinking sound of an object falling from both.

"Shhh...Bang Faiz..!" the shrill cry of Dhiarra made Faiz turn his head.

"My job is to make warm tea early in the morning?" those questioning star eyes made Faiz hold his breath for a moment..

"Yes..Dhiara..Don't get too hot," Faiz immediately threw away a glance, because at first glance it would appear that Shin had returned to his room.

With a thump of spirit, Dhiarra walked quickly out and headed towards the kitchen-written room next to right of Shin's room. The girl briefly skimmed before Faiz took her inside.

Three cups of warm tea were carried by Dhiarra in a tray. Put two cups on the sofa table and bring the rest of the cups to Shin. Imitating what Faiz made, knocking on the door three times..

"Hmm...!!" only deheman gahar was heard. Not as warm a word as Faiz had.

Chequek..

"I made you warm tea, Mr. Shin," the beautiful hand placed the tea deftly in front of Shin calmly. Shin glanced at her.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand my job yet. If you need me, please say," the girl glanced at Shin. The man remained focused on the laptop screen on the desk.

"Excuse me, Mr. Shin..," as there was no response, Dhiarra immediately retreated after speaking rather hastily.

"Dhiarra...!" the stereo call stopped his tracks.

"Yes, sir... You want something?" Dhiarra was quite alert to answer.

The firm lips of the man faintly smiled.

"Dhiarra, are you feeling anxious? Work with calm. There is not a single mistake without a reason. And I'm not grumpy," this stereo sound feels warm and comfortable to hear.

Dharra was a little tense. And Shin's speech just now was indeed able to make him a little relieved and airy. Whatever and wherever, if the new atmosphere is indeed relaxing..

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Shin.," the star's eyes blinked looking at Shin.

"I sent a file to your computer. I'll show you in a minute. Come out..," Shin said quite softly.

"Good, mr...Excuse me.."" rushed the girl out without looking at Shin again.

Shin took off that beautiful appearance until it vanished with his laser eyes involuntarily. Gasped..

Shin had pulled over at the window of the room. Those eyes pierced through the glass and stared very far ahead. While occasionally staring to the side, the room where Faiz and Dhiarra were.

Next room..

Two cups of tea had been placed on Faiz's desk and his own desk.

"Drink, bang Faiz...Less sugar for yourself..!" dharra's smile widened while sitting again on the chair.

"Well, did you make me one kee..? Very good..Thanks, Dhiarra..!" faiz's smile was also no less wide. Grabbing a cup of tea that looks refreshing.

"The very tea you make, Dhiarra. I never got a teacup from Mr. Shin's secretary...!" faiz's lip in the cup was repeated.

"Betul kee's, uh,...But that tea isn't hot, is it, Faiz bang..?" the girl looked astonished, Faiz sipped like the tea was so hot.

"It was my intention to do this, so as not to run out quickly, Dhiarra..!" Faiz squealed and scrambled his short straight hair.

Dhiarra smiled, hung his shoulders and refocused on the computer. Searching for the file that Shin said had been sent just now.

Faiz kept smiling and looking happy. Unaware that the master was standing straight next to him.

Silent.. Both are in a race to refocus..

Ceklerr..!

The two turned their heads, the door of the room suddenly opened from outside. Apparently the one who opened the door was master Shin. The man came in and closed the door. Looked directly at Faiz.

"Faiz, has that foreign investor deposited funds?" the question slid along with footsteps approaching Faiz's desk.

"I haven't checked the luxury section yet, Mr. Shin...You want to know now, kee..?" Faiz waited for the master's reply.

"Ask now, Iz..!" Shin ruled firmly but not violently.

"Ready, Mr. Shin..!" the man stood up quickly.

Faiz stepped hurriedly towards the door. Faiz is a good, competent man. Shin had been comfortable working with Faiz for years.

Shin looked at Dhiarra briefly, then turned to the door about to exit.

"Encik Shin's..! Wait..!" the girl who had been waiting for him quietly exclaimed.

Shin stopped and turned his sturdy body. Staring at Dhiarra with his two dense black machete brows was expressionless..

"Something you don't understand..?" Shin walked over.

"Encik said he had sent me a file.., but I have searched.., still can't find..," Dhiarra said a little bit of protest.

"Why don't you talk to me right away, Dhiarra," Shin also replied in a blaming tone.

They looked at me for a moment. Dhiarra looked up, for sitting on the chair, Shin lowered his head, for he was standing behind him.

Dhiarra looked down, feeling all wrong. Not yet calm. The girl was more surprised..

Shin had bent his curvature. The man grabbed the cursor with his right hand and moved slowly. His left hand rests on the back of Dhiarra's chair..

"Watch carefully.. Where I keep this file. There are keywords, because a little secret. If you want, just change the password."

Dhiarra choked, the stereo sound was like the wind then.How not.., Shin's body was so close to his head and face. Shin's chest shoulder slightly stuck to his head. And his face was very close, until when he spoke, the warm gust hit the face of Dhiarra.

Dhiarra was completely unsettled. Stealing a glance at Shin's neck, the jakun was clearly up and down. Shin's nose is too sharp, hair looks feather in the hole. Dhiarra is not free to breathe, let alone move.

"Enter the password, Dhiarra," the girl gasped.

"What, Mr. Shin..?" Dhiarra really didn't hear.

"VELINDA.," Shin's lips again called out a password, which had not been heard by Dhiarra.

Mata Dhiarra quickly ran to the computer screen, there is an entry password that is waiting. The smooth hand immediately tapped..

VELINDA.. Enter... On process... Swirling for a moment... Return to the email entry and password fields.. Dhiarra's chest was pounding with anxiety..

"Re-entry once again, Dhiarra..," Shin told in a soft voice.

That's what Dhiarra is worried about...

"Encik Shin, I forgot his email..," Dhiarra's voice was slightly shaken with anxiety.

"What a Dhiarra, how can you forget that fast..," this time the stereo sound was slightly hardened.

"I'm not focused.. Please stay away a little, Mr. Shin..Sorry..," Dhiarra said honestly.

This time it was Shin who was shocked. Understand what the girl means. Shin choked for a moment and immediately regained his senses. Pull yourself a little away from the chair. Standing straight, no longer bent curled beside Dhiarra.

The room was silent for a moment..

"Get in once again, Dhiarra..."

"shin'sgarment@gmail.com,"

"CANDY27,"

Quickly the clothes were tipped. Don't want to repeat moisture(stupid) again. Not wanting to make Shin feel disappointed at his choice. Whatever that reason is...