
When they arrived at Mall W, they were greeted with great joy. Wreaths - bouquets as congratulations and also welcome to the new director lined up neatly. Followed by the mall officials who stood up and lined up neatly saluted Sabi and Madam Sura.
Sabi replied to the respect of the officers - his employees were friendly, in contrast to Mrs Sura who kept her head up running elegantly and confidently without returning greetings from the officials. Some important people who came also greeted Sabi and Madam Sura kindly.
Across the place where Sabi was standing with her mother, there was a tall young man in a neat and internal suit
knit in dark blue, knit in, the long collar covering almost the entire neck makes it look fashionable and different from other stock planters who generally wear black suits with shirt interiors that do not escape from the tie.
A handsome face that looks beautiful even without a smile and a sharp and cold gaze makes his face very masculine, followed by his secretary and personal bodyguard who continues to be loyal behind him, he said, a slight smile then greeted Sabi and her mother then went into the room.
"Zayn Adijaya's.." Sabi Seru.
"He's very handsome and dignified..." Continue Sabi's mother with a smile.
"Let's go in. Everybody's been waiting." Invite a man with a stiff appearance, named Jaka who is the right hand of Mother Sabi.
Without saying Sabi and her mother obeyed what was said by Pak Jaka, Pak Jaka then faithfully followed Madam - her from behind.
The event went smoothly, everyone in unison gave a standing ovation after Sabi gave his speech as the new Chief Director. Sabi gave a friendly and confident smile, while paying respect to the growers - stock growers and also to entrepreneurs - entrepreneurs who attended as respect and thanks for the trust they gave him to become the new President Director in Mall W.
"Isn't this show too much?!" Said Zayn coldly.
"I think so too young master." His private secretary named Ridwan.
"It's just a welcome for the new chief director, but the event is made as festive as the welcome of the new CEO." While holding his hand with a flat look. "It looks like they like to waste company money on someone who's not even a nobody." Dengus Zay.
Among the hustle and bustle of people clapping for Sabi, Zayn Adijaya who just sat quietly while holding his hand, looked at Sabi coldly.
"Young master, we still have an agenda to attend a meeting with Mr. Ali Akbar, before that there are things you have to prepare." Whisper Ridwan while fixing his glasses.
Zayn nodded in understanding, stood quietly and looked at Sabi who was looking at him from the podium, Zayn smiled faintly, lowered his head as a salute and turned to leave the room.
*zayn Adijaya*... Why look around, huh? Yaa iri?! Now you have to admit, that not forever you will be on top. Sabi returned Zayn's smile confidently.
His smile instantly disappeared replaced with a sharp and cold gaze. While Sabi who was still standing on the podium, continued to look at Zayn's back without him realizing that his smile was slowly - the land vanished.
"Hold a little more, son..." Ibu Sabi exclaimed with a look of pride. "Mom will always be behind you and make sure you get to the top." Smiling very brightly, eyes that glazed because haru could not be hidden.
For a single parent, of course, it is not easy to raise, educate and bring their children can succeed forward as the main director. It takes great effort and patience to achieve everything they have been through. Moreover, he and Sabi were not the core families of the Andi family.
But because the Andi family's nuclear family, which is the oldest son in the family, has died. So that much of the inheritance would be transferred and also the position that had been prepared for the descendants of the first son, transferred to those who were descendants of Andi Salma's adopted son.
Andi Salma, Sabiru's grandmother, was widowed in her 30s and made her one of the heirs of her late husband Andi Saleh's estate. Andi Saleh and Andi Salma had a son named Andi Deswa Akbar.
After several years of widowhood, Andi Salma adopted two children at once to become the brother of her only son who felt lonely. They are Andi Shabir, the late father of Andi Sabiru and Andi Syafar who is the second adopted child.
Andi Deswa Akbar has a wife who is also from a conglomerate family, the only daughter in the Lubis family. The Goddess Kumalasari Lubis. So that makes Andi's company business more soaring. They have a son named Andi Maldives Akbar, who will be the sole heir of two conglomerate families.
But it is unfortunate, good destiny does not side with Andi's nuclear family. Andi Deswa Akbar and his wife were pronounced dead in a car accident, and their only son was orphaned at a very young age.
Not long after the death of Andi Deswa Akbar died with his wife, Andi Shabir was also declared dead after a heart attack. After continuing to receive successive sorrows, Andi Maldives who was the sole heir was declared missing and died. Thus making some heritage divided, and divided into the descendants of Andi Shabir and Andi Syafar.
Based on that which was why Madam Sura was not for a second, she released her gaze from her beloved son who was still standing on the podium. Continuing to smile proudly looking at his son, being able to be in that position by relying on fateful luck siding with them.
Mr. Jaka came and bowed his head, "Mrs, let me take you upstairs to take a picture with the young master". Showing the way to the Madam he greatly appreciated.
"Mother..." Sabi smiled looking at her mother who had been standing next to her. Hugging and kissing the cheek of his beloved Mother, he then embraces the white hands of his Mother and his mother also welcomes the embrace of Sabi with a bright smile and the head propped up on the shoulders of the only boy.
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On the other side of the mall there is a room that is crowded, no less crowded from the room where Sabi's welcome becomes the main Director. Inside the room was full of people dressed in black white, clothes that are generally worn when applying for work.
That room is an exam room for job seekers who want to apply to become the new personal assistant director.
Sabi wants an intelligent assistant with a strong memory, disciplined, competent, agile, loyal and 95% should be near perfect. So that the exam round for applicants he held, so that applicants with the highest points will be his personal secretary.
"I think after graduating from college it will feel relaxed, because I just look for a job and scatter my CV in every company that opens vacancies. After that I just waited for the interview call, but who would have thought now I have to face again with the exam sheet, where I haven't studied yet!" Complaints of one of the female job applicants with a half-pale face.
"Ayoolaah.you don't have to be so nervous!" Entertain a female suitor with a beautiful face. "How could I not feel nervous, now I feel like I'm going to take the high school graduation exam, and it makes me dizzy." she replied.
"My name is Bunga. okay, Bunga dalapalanin little that flowers learn. " She said while tidying up her hair.
Aa? I just called her name, huh?! how I don't remember ya. murmured still with a half pale face.
Flowers patted the shoulder of the woman he was talking to, a woman who was upset, dizzy and helpless thinking about the exam was suddenly shocked and focused on paying attention to Flowers.
"You can't be so nervous. Get rid of all your jitters!" smiling with confidence.
Why are you so nervous?! I am also human.
"Snugginess can make the true beauty that is in us disappear.." flicking his long hair back.
Haaah?!
"While beauty is the main point, remember! main point! because the CEO - CEO or Director - the director will choose a beautiful female secretary... So take care of your appearance and take care of your beauty!" clearly while grimacing.
the woman he spoke to only gawked in disbelief at the words of Bunga.
"Mayooh.." The flower is a red colored lipstick.
"do it - nanya again... ha? wh-wh-what for? just take ajaaa.. Let's look pretty a little okee?!" axed it.
"This is a test, a test done to test the contents of your brain, not to see your beauty... If they want to see your beauty, maybe they won't hold an exam for the applicants, but. they will hold a fashion show !" Cetus was a girl with very neat and stiff clothes.
waah waah waahh... who is this kulot girl?! come-come out of nowhere country where the main connect-not clear cake phone fad. The muttered flower that glanced angrily at the girl who refuted her words.
the pale woman who had been scraping red lipstick on her lips suddenly stopped when she heard Zulaikha's words.
"Udah. udah.. ngga what - apa. pake aja! it's been said, wrong - wrongly made just half." Flowers patted - pat the woman's shoulders spoiled.
O Allah.. These marks do not pass?! The muttered pale woman who was getting desperate.
Basic katoo!!!
Bunga glanced at the girl he called Katro with an annoyed look.
"The first session has been completed. applicants second session please follow me by marching neatly and orderly!" Shouted one of the organizers standing at the entrance of the waiting room.
"We'll see later, the beauties or the pretentious brain who graduated!" challenge Bunga while shaking his mirror in front of Zulaikha's face. "I'm Bunga... Bunga Mentari's daughter, you have to remember my name well - well yaaa. so you can check, my name will be displayed on the notice board that the beautiful who graduated."
Katro girl did not reply to Bunga who confidently said that she would pass the test. The girl simply took a deep breath and raised both of her eyebrows.
That's how the girl Katro is, always serious about whatever she does. Opitimist and competent, both with duties and with interlocutors. The girl's name is Zulaikha Azzahra. A smart girl who hates defeat.
Seriate....