My 100th Secretary's
Oshin is Nginem

Ajeng Apartment in Soho New York

Ajeng tied his thick black hair high - tall and started the event to become an Oshin or in other words, an inem but not a prostitute. The girl started by removing all the sheets and pillowcases plus her bed cover, put in her big washing machine.

After that he changed the sheets, pillowcases and bed cover sheath. Ajeng started running his smart robot to clean the floor and vacuum cleaners sofas, carpets and tables all together. Finished the living room, the girl cleaned the kitchen, starting from the stove, oven, microwave.

When it is finished, it coincides with the completion of the washed and dried sheets. Ajeng started by washing his clothes and preparing iced tea as well as Pringles, his favorite snack.

Then turn on the bluetooth speaker and play his favorite songs on Spotify while reading a novel that is still not finished. Over time, Ajeng began to sleepy and within ten minutes, the girl fell asleep.

***

Brussels Belgium

Bayu just took off his suit and shirt after the wedding of Gemintang and Raj Rao. As there was no unboxing event, Sean gave an announcement to hold a dinner to be held at the Brussels palace.

Because the show is non-formal, Bayu chose to wear a suit, shirt and suit summer. The man chose not to wear a tie because like a hereditary tradition, all families are men, most lazy to wear a tie if the family event.

Bayu also took the time to contact his enemy secretary. Inexplicably not hearing the sound of his bells and random remarks, like something was missing.

The man waited until the seventh ringing there was no answer. Bayu tried to contact her again and there remained no sound of protest or greeting with unclear scolding.

Surrender, Bayu finally chose to go to the Brussels palace along with his family even though his heart was not calm.

Where's secretary dimeh?

***

Meanwhile in New York...

Ajeng woke up with a fresh body let alone replace his sleep that was cut off by Bayu earlier. The girl took her phone which she accidentally went silent mode without shakes and smiled smirk seeing Bayu's name there.

"Astagfirullah mas Kal-el this one yes. Mbok has fun go mad same brothers rather than bother me tho Yaaaa...Did he forget that this was an unemployment day for me?" gerutu Ajeng saw many misscalls from Bayu.

Ajeng took his laundry and began to put it on the basket. "AAAARRRGGHHHH, why should anyone find an iron?" the girl was upset. "Indeed the Greeks, the ancient Romans who knew the gods of their people Zeus and his friends were given intelligent brains but yes make sumuk maning (marital maning )."

The girl began to sort out which clothes to iron and which not. Moreover, he has a sophisticated washing machine that has technology to minimize wrinkles in the laundry. Ajeng did have to break down savings in order to buy the washing machine.

Ajeng began ironing his office clothes made of cotton and some negligence. Yup, as an Indonesian woman, negligee is the best! Ajeng to choose to buy online to get a negligee from his favorite brand.

Coinciding with the completion of the event Ajeng scrubbing clothes, his phone vibrates and his ringtone special Bayu has been replaced with the song Boss B1tch owned by Doja Cat.

I'm a b1tch, I'm a boss

I'm a b1tch and a boss, I'm shine like gloss

I'm a b1tch, I'm a boss

I'm a b1tch and a boss, I'm shine like gloss

With ogah-ogahan, Ajeng raised a call from Bayu. "Yes sir Bayu?"

"Where were you?" asked Bayu without a stale ado who had arrived in his room while taking off his suit and shirt.

"I said he was told to mop up the father's room..."

Bayu was silent for a moment. "Is she?" tanyanya.

"But lie.." cengir Ajeng. "Yes, obviously, it is not honorable Mr. Bayu. Lah opo (why ) I mopped the room father wong I choose dadi (so ) Oshin in the apartment I dhewe (himself ) sir."

Hayu smiled across. Basic secretary minus akhlak!

"Yes already, there's Oshin!" Bayu also turned off his call to make Ajeng gawk.

***

Sunday in Brussels, Belgium

Bayu deliberately bought a lot of chocolate at the souvenir and duty free stores at the airport. He wants to give souvenirs to the secretary of limited edition which makes him have to stroke the chest every day.

Gandari who saw his son buy a lot of chocolate with various flavors and types was intrigued to kebo ria.

"Who's Bay for?" ask the beautiful woman.

"Make the kids 15th floor."

"Tumbens. Usually you are the laziest to bring souvenirs for your men" commented Gandari.

"Once in a while mom" replied Bayu cuek.

Gandari remained silent, watching his only son. Something's not right about this... Abiyasa O'Grady's beloved woman continues to observe the behavior of her only son. I have to find out why this one Hurricane is so weird !

***

New York

Bayu refused to go home with his parents on the grounds that he wanted to stop by the office to check his files that his secretary handled.

Abiyasa and Gandari just stared at the departure of his son to the parking lot of his car with a confused feeling. Bayu is workaholic, but if you come home from a family event, you must go home or to his apartment.

"Nfrom, what's with the typhoon instead of the street child?" ask Abiyasa to his wife.

"I don't know either. What files does Bayu fuss about?" Gandari looked at her husband.

"File our company's cooperation agreements with many important bodies" Abiyasa replied. "But it's been taken care of by Ajeng and Hunter."

"Ajengs? Who else is mas?" asked Gandari who did not pay too much attention to the busyness of his son because he himself was busy with exhibitions and many exhibitions in the museum and art gallery he led.

"His secretary, honey. His son is pretty strong with Bayu. The proof is almost two months" Abiyasa replied as he got into his Range Rover. Abiyasa and Bayu did choose to ask their bodyguards to leave two of their cars in the parking lot to stay at the airport.

"Indonesian Girl?" ask Gandari.

"Yes. Wong Solo."

Gandari seemed to think. Tomorrow I'll go to Bayu's office!

***

Ajeng Apartment in Soho

Ajeng had just finished bathing and shampooing when the sound of his apartment bell rang. With the little towel still on his head, Ajeng looked at his intercom screen.

The lha? Typhoon bin Lisus why come here?

Ajeng opened the door of his apartment after Bayu rang his bell impatiently.

"What is Mr Bayu?" sapa Ajeng who wears a shirt and jeans limited to the knee plus wet hair after shampooing shows a beautiful face naturally makes Bayu can not say anything. The big tall man's tongue felt faint to see the appearance of his secretary which made his heart beat fast.

This is my heart why?

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Yuhuuuu Up Morning Yaaaaaa

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