Regret Room
Pak Angga Secretary

"Back, Bim. Maghreb!" firmly Seruni while pointing at her contract door. Bima took a deep breath and then nodded.

"Wear this for you, buy what you want. I'll send you the password in a message."

Bima put the flat card in the hand of Seruni who could not refuse it. The dashing man then came out of the contract Seruni who could not chase him out to give back the card because he was still wearing a towel. Seruni exhaled a sigh of relief as well as exasperated. Then he pacified, Bima will send the password of the transaction card through a message. Does the man know his cell phone number?

Sure enough, when Seruni opened the phone screen, there was already an unsaved number containing an ATM card code message. Seruni shook her head. It seems that Bima will not be deterred to reach it again.

Seruni placed the Atm card on the nightstand. She knew Bima wanted to stop being a lady Escort. After Maghrib, Seruni fell on the edge of his bed. He actually wanted to stop. Seruni considered, did he accept Angga's offer to work in his company?

So that night, Seruni finally came to the nightclub to meet his superiors, this time not for work, but to resign. His boss was certainly very surprised by Seruni's decision, let alone Seruni was the most valuable asset in the club that night.

"You think again, Run. Guests here all like you even though they know you can't sleep."

There was a look of objection on his superior's face when Seruni expressed the intention to stop. Seruni pursed his lips for a moment, he was actually not good but what else, he also felt like he wanted to have a better job than an LC.

"One more time, I'm really sorry, boss. Maybe now is the time to stop. I hope, Boss can understand."

The boss took a long breath.

"What kind of work do you seem to do?" ask the man.

"Ordinary officer, Boss."

Both seemed silent later. Seruni superior several times seemed to take a heavy breath. He certainly did not want Seruni to leave. But holding Seruni back was also impossible if it was the girl's decision.

"Oh yeah, I can't force you. But if one day you're not fit to work at your new place, it's okay to come back here."

Seruni smiled slightly hearing it then nodded. After the meeting with his superiors, Seruni invited Angga to meet. Time has shown ten o'clock at night. Angga immediately accepted Seruni's desire to meet at a cafe not far from the nightclub.

The man looked handsome with a plain white tight shirt wrapped around his body. If juxtaposed side by side, dashing and height is the same as Bima. Both men have their own charms but honestly, Bima is the man who has the most control over his heart until this moment.

"So, did you really agree to work for my company?" ask Angga enthusiastically.

"But it doesn't matter? Master sure knows I'm just a high school graduate."

"No problem, Run, you've got my job criteria."

"Don't say that, Seruni. For you, there will always be a place."

Seruni rubbed his neck to hear Angga's words just now.

"What will I be placed as, sir?"

"Tomorrow you'll know upon arrival at my company. Or do you want me to pick you up?" hagga.

Seruni immediately shook his head.

"I can do it myself, sir."

Angga nodded in understanding. Though tomorrow if Seruni is willing, he will pick up the girl.

"Well, you're gonna love your job tomorrow. And Seruni, don't call me sir, just call Angga."

Seruni nodded, yes if outside maybe he will call Seruni by direct name but if in the company, he will call Angga with the name 'Pak' just like the others.

They finally enjoyed the food the waiter served. Seruni eat slowly. Bima doesn't know he's going to work at Angga's company tomorrow. He intentionally did not tell the man. After all, Seruni felt he and Bima had nothing to do with it either.

The next day, when Seruni had just arrived at the company, it turned out that she had been awaited by Angga in her room. Angga's room was very spacious and on the left side close to the entrance, Seruni saw that there was one more table with a signboard on the table that was 'Secretary'.

"You've come, sit down." Angga presents a very beautiful and charming Seruni with a shirt fitting on the body and a knee-length black skirt.

"So I can work?" ask Seruni.

"Sure, I've prepared the most appropriate position for you."

"really? Then what do I have to do after this?"

"That's your desk, Seruni. From today on, you're my personal secretary."

Seruni looked at the table and chair she had just seen. Why should a secretary? Seruni feels uncomfortable. What if Bima finds out? A milkyo? Seruni curses herself, is she the man?