
Now in the President's office. Andre seemed to be sitting quietly. His hands were busy flipping through some neatly arranged sheets of paper in a map, with his left leg crossed over his right leg.
On the table there is a cup of coffee that is still hot, seems not to drink the contents at all. There are also several stacks of business magazines latest edition from fellow entrepreneurs. And do not forget some maps with different color covers, showing which division the map came from.
Mr. Andre researched carefully, every line of sentence written in the file. Waiting for Dalfi and Secretary Kim.
"What do you think?" ask the president to his secretary.
"I'm sure, Mr. Dalfi can solve this problem well!" the secretary replied with confidence.
The president only hears his secretary's answer. Indeed, all this time, Dalfi has managed to prove his ability to manage the company very well. If the problem of work, its quality as CEO is no doubt and deserves appreciation.
"Looks like you're so sure!" The president repeated the question again.
"Of course, sir! I no longer need to question his ability in terms of work!" hold that Secretary.
Not long after, the person being talked about was knocking on the door. Just come in without waiting.
"Sorry, President! Did you call me?" dalfi asked in serious fashion. Sitting in front of the President with Secretary Kim standing next to him.
"I want this problem to be resolved immediately. H-he-wha!." Without further ado threw the map he read earlier on the table. Not forgetting to emphasize her last sentence a little. Impressive if this problem is important.
"I don't want this issue to have a negative impact on our company" continued the President.
"Alright, Sir!" take a long breath. Dalfi was caught off guard, Trouble just came back and forth, while he was happy with his marriage.
"And remember, let no one be harmed! And also do not let the competitors hear this problem!" Dad gave a warning.
"Yes, Dad!" answer Dalfi.
"Why do you get to this kind of class, Fi! I think your performance is starting to decline now!" tukas President.
"They're pretty smart looking for my loophole, Dad! They took advantage of my absence when I was hit by a disaster yesterday" replied Dalfi who had changed his tone in a relaxed fashion.
"Maybe they've been working on this plan for a long time, and once they get the chance, they make it happen" Dalfi said.
"Yes it could be like that, all this time we've been watching them closely. Once there was a chance, they went ahead with the plan."
This father and son will behave as usual if there are only two people in the President's room. Counting four people with their respective Secretaries.
"You can't take your cut, if this matter isn't over!" timpal Dad firmly.
"Yes, I know that." Can only go with the circumstances. His father will be very firm and hard when it comes to the company.
The company that has been built with difficulty from scratch by his father, and can grow rapidly as it is today, certainly not an easy thing to get. The company is also the pride of his family.
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After a day struggling with various reports, finally the hour to return to the office arrived. Employees flocked out of the office, hoping to immediately rest his tired body with all the routines.
And so is Dalfi. Today was a very exhausting day for him. Dalfi who came home with his face bent, made Lisa feel astonished. It was not usual for her husband to come home with a gloomy face.
After dinner, he hurried to invite Dalfi to go upstairs. And now, they were already in the room with the position of Dalfi who was hugging him.
The last two weeks of the relationship showed little significant change. Lisa is rarely angry if she makes physical contact or touch. Although just hugging and kissing her forehead, it has made Dalfi very happy.
"Hmmm," Dalfi replied at a glance. The smell of the shampoo Lisa used was like an opium to her. Daritadi noses did not move at all from the jet black hair.
"When the shampoo is the same, why the fragrance so different in Lisa's hair."
"Mas!" murmur Lisa.
Patting Dalfi's chest softly, as it felt neglected. Lisa was not satisfied with the answer Dalfi gave, the answer still made her curious.
"Yes, Honey! Everything is fine, there is nothing to worry about" muttered Dalfi who was busy playing his wife's earlobe.
"But, I think tired was coming home from the office," said Lisa.
"Hmmm,Darling! Looks like our honeymoon will be a little delayed," sighed before continuing his words. Think of the right words so Lisa doesn't worry.
"In two days I'm going out of town, there's a little problem at the branch office over there and I have to handle everything myself. You're okay if I stay?" dalfi.
"How many days?" lisa asked a little to soften her voice.
"Maybe a week at most, but I'll try to get things done quickly," tucked Lisa's hair behind her ear.
"I don't care if we don't go abroad, but.. " Lisa's a little heavy going on with her words.
"But what, honey?" Dalfi had already changed his sleeping position, his body tilted to face Lisa, his head was raised a bit high and his hands were used as pedestal pads.
"Can I come?" I was a little hesitant to express my intentions. "I'm tired of being locked up in the house, having come home from the hospital to this day, I've never been out at all. Even though it's just a circumference of the complex," Lisa murmured.
Dalfi, who is aware of his busy life lately, also feels Lisa's sadness. Because he wanted to get work done quickly, he always went to work early in the morning, and went home at dinner time.
"But your condition isn't possible yet, dear! Doctors have said to reduce activity for a while," explained Dalfi trying to give understanding. "Mas, promise! Later if your feet are healed, Mas will take you wherever you want to go."
"really? Anywhere?" lisa said with sparkling eyes. "I've missed moving freely, being able to get here and there as I want" Lisa said.
"I'm sorry! I'll make amends. I'm sorry I made you this way!" dalfi.
"Alright, Mom! Maybe we wouldn't be a match if the accident that night hadn't happened" Lisa said, trying to cheer Dalfi up.
"Honey, after we get home from out of town, we're gonna move into an apartment, right?" ask Dalfi.
"Why move,Mas! Poor dad and mom must be lonely in a house this big." Lisa imagined the first time when she stepped foot in this house.
"I want us to build an independent household, without parental intervention. Hence, Let's quickly make grandchildren for father and mother" whispered the spoiled Dalfi in Lisa's ear. His eyes sparkled with pleasure, like getting the right excuse.
"Mas, Ih what the hell," Lisa inching to release her embrace.
"Come, Honey! You said just let this house a little crowded, pity, right, lonely father and mother," said Dalfi while pulling Lisa back into his arms. Her lips have explored Lisa's neck niche.
"Haha! No, not now! I'm not ready yet" Lisa shouted with a loud laugh. Because Dalfi's hand has moved around tickling him.
"Come, Honey!" persuade Dalfi while continuing to tickle Lisa's stomach.
"Mas, stop it! I know, I can't stand it!" said Lisa.
Dalfi had promised in his heart, never to impose his will on Lisa. He'll be patiently waiting, until Lisa completely turns herself in.