My Beloved Bucinku
Chapter 22 A Shitty Day 2

"Sorry, Sir! What about the main culprit of this corruption case?" with a stutter one dared to ask.

"You don't have to think about it. That person will receive the appropriate punishment" Dalfi said.

A glance at Secretary Kim who was standing next to him.

"If there's any more trouble, please file a complaint with Secretary Kim." Get out of her seat and leave the meeting room without saying goodbye.

The meeting is currently held by Secretary Kim. Choose to remain in a standing position, because you do not want to linger in the room. His body and brain both want to rest.

"Please raise your hand if anyone still objectes to Mr. Dalfi's decision" Secretary Kim said.

All of them seemed to be silently bowing their heads, without anyone daring to raise their faces.

"I think, Mr. Dalfi's policy in deciding this issue, has not been very burdensome to you. Given that if this case goes to the authorities, it is likely that you will be in jail" Secretary Kim continued.

His eyes looked at one by one the people sitting in front of him with a full glance. Exhaled a rough breath, before continuing his words.

"The company will also not demand compensation. You know for yourself how much money has been spent on this project. Therefore, show your dedication to the company. In other words, make amends for this by increasing the credibility of the company using your achievements" Secretary Kim said.

Showing the view throughout the room.

"Well then, if there's nothing else to say, I say retreat. Good afternoon!" clean up the equipment and head out.

Just now the door was closed, there was a loud rumour from the meeting room. Exactly the sound of wasps shrouding their nests.

"Ish, I was asked there was no answer, no voice. The turn is already out on the storm itself," Inner Secretary Kim.

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Dalfi who was already very tired, felt his head throb a little. Not only because of work, but also because of the hot weather that is very stinging today.

The wind that blows as if it does not emit cold, it spreads hot air accompanied by flying dust.

Due to too long waiting for Secretary Kim in the lobby, Dalfi finally decided to return to the hotel first.

"Sir, can you take me back to the hotel?" dalfi asked one of the security guards.

"Oh, of course you can, sir! But I'm sorry, sir, if you get on the bike, can you?" security is a bit doubtful.

"It's okay, sir! Even faster to arrive. Wear your bike?" sahut Dalfi.

"Yes, Sir! Or if you want, I can just order a taxi online. Pity you if you ride a motorcycle, it will be hot," the security tried to make an offer.

"Just get on the bike. Bring here the helmet!" dalfi's orders.

The security took the helmet from the drawer and handed it to Dalfi. He then drove to the parking lot to get his bike.

"Let's tell Secretary Kim if I go back to the hotel. My HP runs out of battery so I can't tell you," Dalfi told other security.

"Good, Sir!" while nodding his head.

Fifteen minutes on a motorbike, finally arrived in front of the hotel lobby.

"Thank you!" dalfi said as he took off his helmet. "This is for you, do not forget to share with his friend earlier," handed three pieces of red money to security.

"Well, I should thank you, sir!" his face was bright when he received the money.

"I'll excuse you" Dalfi walked into the hotel lobby.

When he was about to step foot into the elevator, Dalfi suddenly undo his intention.

"Ah, if I go straight into the room, I'll fall asleep." Inner Dalfi.

"Oh, of course Sir, please!" answer the receptionist politely while handing over a charger.

Dalfi chose a seat next to a window close to the power plug. After installing the charger, Dalfi rested his chin on the table. His hands were used as pads. I want to contact Lisa.

However, up to three times Dalfi contacted Lisa, there was absolutely no answer from his wife.

"Ah, maybe she's in the bathroom. Okay, I'll just go back to the room." Inner Dalfi.

Dalfi then pulled out the charger plug, and shifted the chair with his hand, moving from where he was sitting. Suddenly someone came and hugged her from behind.

"Darling, I miss you! It turns out you're here apparently," Vania said as she let go of her embrace and kissed Dalfi's cheek.

The flinched Dalfi, spontaneously pushing Vania's body away from him.

"Remain you're here! You're following me!" cerca Dalfi's.

"No, Honey! I happen to have a job here. I have a few photoshoots and fashion shows for local brands" said Vania, who had wrapped her hand around Dalfi's arm. "A few days ago, I came to the office. But they always say that you're not in the office. Wow it turns out, indeed if you are a mate will not run anywhere," said Vania spoiled.

"We have no relationship. So don't try to find me again. Or you'll know what the consequences are" Dalfi said threateningly. Forcibly releasing the arm of Vania.

Dalfi quickly left Vania, returned the charger and headed for the elevator.

"Darling, wait a minute!" shout Vania.

Vania's voice was quite loud, managed to steal the attention of some people who were passing by in the lobby. While Dalfi who did not understand Vania's call, went straight into the elevator.

"I have to do something to get you back." Inner Vania while clenching her hands tightly.

In a hurry Vania approached the reception desk.

"Sir, can I ask for Mr. Dalfi Winata's room number?" ask Vania politely.

"Sorry, Miss! It's against the rules of our hotel" the receptionist subtly refused.

"But I'm his fiancee" he told a lie.

"I'm sorry, Miss! If you're his fiancee, why don't you call Mr. Dalfi's cell phone number, "the receptionist is trying to be professional.

Vania snorted, wanting to vent her anger by grabbing the woman standing behind the table.

"All right then!" sighed.

Vania brought the receptionist's shirt closer, and called the attendant over.

"Bak, come here first!" Vania whispered something in the receptionist's ear.

The receptionist who heard carefully, again scrunched his forehead. Hurry up to pick up the phone, and call his manager.

"This, Miss! The spare key to Mr. Dalfi's room, the room number, is listed" the receptionist said, handing over a card. The card is used to access the hotel room.

"Thank you for the help, Mom!" vania smiled as she passed from the front of the receptionist.

"Come, let's take a break." Vania called her friend who was waiting in the lobby seat.

The assistant who brought the make up box gradually approached Vania. And another friend, looking to carry some clothes that are still wrapped neatly in plastic laundry, followed behind Vania.

"What was the same about the receptionist?" ask the assistant sella curiously.

"Secret donk! Later that night there will be a task for both of you" Vania said before disappearing behind the elevator doors.

Secretary Kim, who had just arrived at the hotel, seemed to be watching his former master's girlfriend with a question mark.