Stealing The Wife's First Kiss

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door full of doubt.

Unfortunately, the one inside didn't answer. An assistant shyly peeked, then decided to enter the Wenceslas Group's CEO's room owned by his master.

He found his boss fast asleep behind an open laptop. It seemed like the laptop was in sleep mode. The little light in the bottom corner was on. It meant that the person was asleep without having time to turn it off.

Surya made several coughing sounds, and Hendra just stretched.

"Did you work all night?" So that Hendra will wake up. Surya took the initiative to increase the frequency of his voice.

"Ah, don't bother me, go away!" Hendra blinked, slowly peeked lazily. He found Surya's broad smile, full of meaning. But it was ignored.

A moment later...

"Brak!!" Hendra gasped, closing the laptop screen as fast as lightning.

Surya wanted to laugh or at least smile a little. His stomach really tickled, tickled as if he knew what the Wenceslas heir wished to hide.

But what strengthened his mission today wasn't to be fired. So he bit his lower lip hard while holding his breath, so that his stomach was tense and he was willing to compromise.

"Why are you coming here? You disturb me." Hendra stood with his eyes half-open, sleepiness still tricking him.

"You have to remember, that I am your most important personal assistant. Even though it is a Sunday, I will accompany you voluntarily." Surya exclaimed, presenting a protocol intonation, and this was suspicious in Hendra's eyes.

"Just say you want to revise your resignation intentions." Hendra guessed something that often happened.

He slowly stepped past Surya, planning to continue sleeping in the exclusive hotel room that was specially reserved for him.

'What a coincidence, the weekend comes happily.' Hendra thought.

"Eem... Including that, I plan to ask for your willingness. Can you... Consider yesterday's incident did not exist?" Surya's voice was really gentle, like a customer service serving consumers.

Hendra just indifferently glanced.

"Don't touch that!!" The tone of command was shocking. Hendra felt Surya was holding his laptop. The assistant shuddered, frozen. He then touches his index finger slightly to the phone.

"I just want to tell you, this is missing." Surya's stammering explanation was greeted by Hendra's nimble movements of picking his phone.

"Leave me alone, I'll sleep all day." Hendra asked.

"Looks like you can't."

Hendra's forehead frowned as a sign that he objected to what Surya said.

"Friday, you shifted the meeting of the marketing team division because it collided with a meeting schedule with our client from Singapore. Do you remember?"

"Wait for me in an hour. Tell them I'll meet them in the Orange meeting room (medium sized meeting room with orange interior)." And Hendra disappeared behind the door.

***

"Besss..." The sound of water slid down Hendra's body. The man rubbed his face several times, trying to get rid of the sleepiness. Every now and then, he pondered over the photos and videos sent by his stalker.

'How close are they?' Hendra was a little surprised by the last photo sent to him. Aruna seemed to be stroking Damar's hair which was drooping in his lap.

'Ah, just ignore it. After all, it's an arranged marriage.'

"Beep." The man pressed the telephone button.

"Bring me breakfast and a hot drink." Hendra immediately tidied up towards the dressing room with the big glass in it.

He chose a suit for shirts and watches from his collection, then got ready in front of the mirror.

Even with dishevelled hair, no one could say he was unattractive. His blue eyes were adorned with curvy, sharp lashes. His nose line and chin were charming, leaving a masculine impression when Hendra started styling his hair.

"Your breakfast is ready, please enjoy." A message from an Executive Lounge Assistant Manager (hotel staff who handle all guest needs on the Executive floor).

"Why female??" Hendra asked, not wanting to get out of the locker room.

"Call your manager!!" Hendra was a bit traumatized by the female waitress.

Once upon a time, two female servants hid behind the cupboard when he woke up from sleep. It turned out that the two of them had conspired to infiltrate all night to take photos.

The two servants' phones were full of pictures of him sleeping soundly. Since that incident, he didn't want any women to enter his room.

'Oh, my god. I am now also a stalker.' Hendra softly hitting his forehead, felt stupid.

"Sorry sir, our shift mates who usually serve you are on leave." The waitress explained.

"Take it easy, I'll be out soon." The waitress quickly left the room.

A moment later, Hendra emerged from hiding.

***

"Is that all your team can present?" Hendra commented on the first presentation of the four marketing division teams.

Since the start of the meeting, the CEO, who sat at the very end of the bench, just closed his eyes as if asleep.

In fact, he actually listened to the first team's presentation carefully. Yovie, who was standing at the front, froze, knowing he was about to be showered with criticism.

"I've said it many times. I won't care about your slide design or presentation skills. We focus on the content." Said the chairman of the meeting.

"How can the segmentation that you describe only be based on economic class? In 2019, consumption patterns are much different, and you are using standard theory without research." The blue pupils shrank, squinted, threatening each individual in the Orange Room.

"If nothing is better, let's just end the meeting." Hendra concluded.

The Orange Room froze for a moment until one of the marketing division leaders got up. He got up and started to get ready for the presentation. There was a loud whisper from the others.

'Wow, Mr Adit is so brave.'

'I think this will be in vain.'

'Is he not afraid of being killed by the CEO?'