CHAPTER 1

6:30

My morning routine repeats again. I wake up lazily from my bed. Every day I pass by waking up in the morning and preparing breakfast for my sister. My sister and I live together in a simple apartment. I hold control of what my brother and I need.

I went to the bathroom to wash myself so that my body fresher. I rushed to the kitchen and prepared breakfast.

I took the frying pan and started the stove. I pour a little oil to lubricate the frying pan. I have prepared two eggs to make fried eggs. For some reason this morning I was too lazy to cook something excessive.

After finishing my eggs, I went to the toaster and started making toast. Breakfast just with bread and eggs in my opinion is enough coupled with my sister's favorite strawberry jam. For the final touch, I pour milk into a glass.

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A song is heard decorating the dark room. The song I Love You 3000 plays beautifully on the cellphone of a woman who is sleeping with a blanket covering her entire body.

The alarm kept ringing did not make the owner move at all. He is still trapped in dreamland. A loud voice came from the door of his room.

"Ughh ,," he complained. While gathering awareness.

"The deck quickly wakes up! By 7:00 a.m. in the morning. " Another woman shouted from outside the door.

"Oooohh oh dear. Soon going to school. Damn cellphone, why doesn't it work? It turns out that my ears just don't listen. Yes sis, bro. Furious the younger one.

"Basic. Breakfast is already on the table, brother waiting. " :)

07.40

"Morning sis," said my sister in full uniform.

"Morning" I replied while arranging the breakfast that was ready.

My brother sat on his bench and waited for me to sit on my chair. He started his breakfast by rubbing his bread with strawberry jam.

"What's the matter to oversleep?" I asked.

"Ooh sis, there's nothing but I just want to sleep in bed." My sister answered awkwardly.

"Is it true?" I asked, full of interruptions.

"Yes, sis, I really entered school today at 8:00 a.m.

"Okay. Do you need to take delivery? " I asked while eating my bread.

My sister shook her head.

"I'm leaving alone"

My sister straightened up her milk until it runs out. Then take the tissue that is on the dining table to wipe his mouth. He stood up and took his bag.

"I'll go first, sis. You don't need to pick me up. I have tutoring today."

I nodded in response. My brother took his dirty plates and glasses and put them in the sink. He kissed my cheek at a glance and immediately shot out.

I finished my breakfast slowly. I still have time before rushing to the office.

I got up from my seat and cleared my remaining breakfast. I immediately washed the dirty dishes and glasses. I don't like leaving dirty things before I leave.

I returned to the room and prepared. I looked into the closet what I will wear today. I took black cloth pants and a black blazer suit.

I wear a white tanktop as a basic outfit that I cover with a long white shirt without me buttoning and a black blazer as an outer. Black pants that wrap my legs as a complement to my appearance.

I slightly rolled up my shirt and blazer sleeves to the extent of my elbows. I saw my appearance in front of the mirror. My style of dress is a bit unique for a woman. Maybe some people will feel weird with my style. Moreover, the white shirt I wore was longer and I left it looking untidy. But I like my style.

I deliberately pigtail my horse. After enough I grabbed my bag and heels to leave immediately. Fortunately, the distance between my office and my apartment was not too far away. It only takes 10 minutes by car and I can arrive on time.

Quiet morning atmosphere. I've been through it for years. I am used to. But sometimes I feel something is missing.

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CHAPTER 2

8.02

Quiet morning atmosphere. I've been through it for years. I got used to it. But sometimes I feel something is missing.

I immediately shook my head.

I tidied my appearance once more before walking towards my office building. Some employees greet me that I reply with a small smile.

Crisya Abellin, or who is more familiarly called Caca, greeted a number of employees who greeted me with a small smile.

For employees who work in the same office as me they are not too surprised by my appearance. Because there really are no specific rules for how to dress at the office. Provided we know the situation.

I put myself in my workspace. I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath several times before starting my work routine. That I did to gather up my energies that I would spend a lot this day.

The sound of my study door being knocked softly and someone opened it slowly.

"Excuse me, miss. You are called by the Chief Gunawan in his room"

I sigh tired. In the morning my day was immediately destroyed because I met my boss. I glance at my personal assistant and nodded in understanding. He closed the door again and left me.

I stood up and rushed to my boss's room. Along the way several employees greeted me. I'm quite influential here because I'm included in the 5 top company officials under the company owner.

"Miss Crisya!" greeted the secretary who was too excited.

I watched the girl who smiled when she saw me.

"What is wrong?"

"You will know right away if you meet the Chairman. His face is too worried" whispered the secretary in his last sentence.

I nodded and walked towards the door. I knocked twice so that I could faintly hear screams from inside. I opened the door and immediately greeted with a shout of relief from my boss.

"Oh .. Miss Crisya! I'm glad to see you"

Without realizing it, I raised one eyebrow in surprise. My boss usually doesn't act like this. There must be something. My mind.

"Sit down. Here ... here"

My boss waved his hand asking me to sit on the chair he chose. I obeyed him and immediately sat down. My boss sat in front of me with anxious and nervous face. What's going on?

"Look ... You know our project in Surabaya?"

I nodded.

"Well ... the owner wants to come monitor there"

I listened carefully.

"And their leader wants one of our company officials to come there and explain it directly to him"

My forehead constricted.

"Isn't there already Arya there?" my wonder.

My boss shook his head.

"He just wants to meet the person responsible for this project."

"Then the Chairman will go there. Why should I?"

My boss sighed in exasperation.

"If it's that easy I won't be so frustrated," he grumbled.

"Then?"

"Today there is an important meeting of shareholders. I can not leave the meeting" annoyed my boss.

My boss looks at me. A look full of petition.

Ooh my good luck boss himself. Don't look at me like that boss. Kumohoonn. 

"Caca. I beg you to go there, huh? Besides me, only you know about the project. It is our biggest project involving large companies in our beloved country. If it fails, our company's reputation will be affected."

Huh ... I don't know what to respond to. I don't want to refuse but I rarely go into the field if it's not really important.

After thinking long enough.

"All right. When should I leave?"

My boss's face immediately blushed like a sunflower that was blooming in a gravel field to hear my question. Even at a young age I can see childish twinkles in the eyes of my boss.

"You go now. He is waiting there"

I nodded then stood up. My boss approached me and held my hands.

"You are my savior, Cacaa," he exclaimed.

"Yes, yes, fine. I'll go first."

I walked quickly towards my room. I can't waste my time for even a second.

"Alea, please prepare all the files of our project developments in Surabaya. I want you to call me 15 minutes from now" I ordered to my personal assistant.

I entered my room and took my bag. I took the cellphone in my bag and looked for a contact there. I put on my earphones while moving towards the car.

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CHAPTER 3

I entered my room and took my bag. I took the cellphone in my bag and looked for a contact there. I put on my earphones while moving towards the car.

"Miss! Where are you going?" my personal assistant asked, surprised to see me leave.

"I will be spacious. There are things to be taken care of. I wait for your report," I said immediately darted to leave it.

I drive my car in medium to high speed. After hearing the explanation from Mr. Arya and Alea about developments there I have prepared what important things I will say.

This is indeed not my first biggest project. So I'm not too worried about the various questions that will be asked by my client. I also rarely get directly involved in the field. I have given all my teams direct direction to arrange activities there.

I parked my car near my project site. I saw Mr. Arya approaching me in a hurry. I got out of the car and slightly tidied my appearance.

"Finally you come, miss. I don't know what else to do."

I go hand in hand with Mr. Arya whose breath is still hunting.

"The owner of Next Corporation has been waiting all this time. And it seems he has begun to be impatient," explained Mr. Arya.

"It's not our fault if he waits long. Previously he didn't make an appointment if he wanted to meet with me or the other higher-ups."

Mr. Arya began biting his fingers at the words of his boss. Oh hopefully the boss won't say anything. 

"That's the representative of Next Corp," whispered Mr. Arya.

I walked with certainty approached my client. There were a number of people gathered at one of the tables which was usually used for the contractor meetings.

"Mr. Arya! Is this the representative of Gunawan Construction?" asked a man who was to the right of the chair.

Some people who stood turned and looked at my arrival. I conclude that they are subordinates of Next Corp's owner.

"Yes. She is Miss Crisya who handles the planning part of this project"

"We have been waiting please," said the man earlier.

I walked past the men who were standing neatly behind the chairs. I turned to face the chair where the owner of Next Corp sat behind me.

A young namja sat relaxed with his legs crossed to each other watching the gadget presented in front of me. I'm not surprised to see a young man holding the post of CEO. Because now there are many young people who have extraordinary talent.

The man put down his ipod and looked up at me. Our eyes met. His gaze was piercing and slightly intimidating. I know this look. I often see those eyes when I meet my other clients.

"Good afternoon. Introduce me Cyisya Abellin who is responsible for this project in the planning section."

I reached out my hand politely.

The man looked at me for a moment then stood up. He justified the buttons on his shirt then reached for my hand.

"Steve Jobs. Next Corp representative," he explained briefly.

I can feel my hand held tightly. His big hands covered my small hands.

I tried to shake our handshake. But somehow it feels difficult. My hands seemed to be held tightly and could not be released. I glanced at my hand then turned to my client's face.

I let out a look that said 'please let go'. I'm really uncomfortable in a situation like this.

Our hands finally released after he let go of his grip. I cleared my throat slowly feeling the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Your appearance is different from most section heads"

Judging gaze visible from his face. He saw me from top to bottom which he repeated many times.

"We really don't have special rules for dressing. As long as it's polite and neat doesn't matter." I answered.

"Courteous? Tidy?" he said scoffing.

Oohhh I really don't like his gaze  I don't like the tone of this voice. Impressed condescending and judging something according to what he saw.

"Aren't you here to ask about the development of this project?" I asked, turning the question impudently.

"Miss." whispered Mr. Arya, scared to hear my words that sounded brave.

I saw him raising an eyebrow with interest. He looks a little comforted by my words.

"I want to look there directly." he replied casually.

"Fine, I'll take it."

I turned to Mr. Arya.

"Please prepare some personal protective equipment for our guest."

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