Chapter 2 Bad Morning

The next morning, Cilla gets ready to go to work. This morning, I didn't feel as enthusiastic as yesterday when I was going to have an interview with the CEO of Alexander's Corp. Maybe Cilla wasn't in the mood this morning because she already knew a little about her boss's character.

Apart from that, Cilla is not enthusiastic this morning due to her conversation last night with her mother. The girl couldn't forget their conversation, which became a new problem or a new burden for Cilla.

Like now, Cilla was combing her hair in front of the mirror with a blank look, her mind drifting towards the conversation she had with her mother last night. Cilla didn't want it when she was about to start her career and was suddenly faced with an arranged marriage that she had never thought of before.

"Can I make Mommy and Daddy change their minds?" Cilla muttered softly. She kept staring at her reflection in the mirror while combing her hair until she forgot the time. Maybe it's been about five minutes since he stood in front of the full-body mirror in his room.

"Huff! It seems like if it's about corporate partnerships, it might be difficult." Cilla took a deep breath before finishing combing her hair.

It is undeniable that Cilla is suspicious that her father's reason for setting her up with a friend's child is because of the continuation of their business partnership. However, Cilla did not know for sure.

Done with her hair, Cilla rushed to get her important things, including the bag that was going to be brought to work. The girl glanced at the clock on the wall before she jogged out of the room and quickly went downstairs because time was running out.

"Looks like I don't have time for breakfast," muttered Cilla before she reached the dining room, where her parents were already having breakfast.

Without saying hello or saying a word, Cilla passed the dining table to the kitchen to get a lunch box. It was predictable that the girl would just bring some food instead of breakfast and end up being late to the office for the first time.

Cilla's parents, who saw this, looked at her sadly, as if they understood the reason for the change in attitude that had occurred to their youngest daughter. Unlike Ernest, he saw Cilla with an astonished face.

"What's wrong with him, Mom? Dad? He's so lethargic and doesn't greet us like he usually does," Ernest said, waking his parents up from their reverie.

The two boys' parents averted their gazes from Cilla, who was still in the kitchen, while Ernest, who did not know about the arranged marriage planned by his parents, looked at them questioningly when he felt that his parents looked sad.

"It's Daddy's fault," replied his father, whose name was Francisco George.

Ernest's brow wrinkled; he did not understand what his father meant. "It means?"

Prana sighed softly, glancing at her husband as if coding something. "We'll explain later; now eat first! You happen to leave at noon, right?"

Ernest, who was already very curious, had to nod resignedly. "Yes, Mommy."

At the same time as Ernest, who just answered, Cilla came from the kitchen and then approached the dining table, carrying her stock. The girl immediately put the bread smeared with jam into her lunch box while still standing.

"You didn't have breakfast, honey?" asked Prana gently.

Cilla shook her head. "It's late, Mom," he answered briefly without even looking at his mother because he was busy taking care of the food that would be brought to the office.

Prana smiled faintly because her daughter still answered the question earlier, even though she knew that her youngest daughter was angry with her and her husband.

"Yes, you have brought more so that you are full," said Prana again with great concern.

"Yes, Mother." For the second time, Cilla only answered briefly like that, unlike usual, which would always be at length to be nicknamed the fussy youngest child of the George family, but only by certain people who were close to Cilla.

"Who is working today?" said Ernest, teasing his sister.

It worked; the silent atmosphere became a little livelier when Ernest started provoking Cilla to have a long talk.

"Envy said!" Cilla snapped, glancing at her brother sarcastically. Since a long time ago, the girl never liked it when someone teased her, and because of that, she was often annoyed when Ernest teased her when he was at home.

he chuckled. Just as the man was about to answer Cilla's words, his sister left the dining room first after finishing preparing food.

"Mom, Dad, what's wrong with Cilla?" Ernest asked his parents once again; he was really curious about Cilla, who was unusual this morning. Ernest believes this all has something to do with his parents.

"Later Ernest!" Frans looked at his son sharply when he realized Cilla's arrival.

"I leave." However, what Cilla did while in the dining room was just a brief goodbye before walking back from there with a deadpan expression, like she wasn't herself.

Ernest, who saw it, was astonished and increasingly curious about why his sister this morning had become like that.

"Be careful, Cilla!" shouted Prana before Cilla completely disappeared from the dining room.

"So?" asked Ernest, raising one of his eyebrows, asking for an answer from his parents.

"I intend to set Cilla up with my friend's child," Frans answered quite briefly, but it was very influential on Ernest, who immediately showed a surprised expression.

"Dad? Seriously?"

Frans sighed and nodded, while Prana just listened silently.

**

"I have what program today?"

Leon's arrival at his place, followed by a question from the man, made Cilla reflexively look up. The girl stood up and bowed slightly to respect Leon before answering the question from her boss.

"Nothing this morning, sir, but this afternoon there will be an important meeting with the CEO of Leander Corp. Because this meeting was not too serious, he said he suggested going to a restaurant and having lunch at the same time," Cilla replied. Hearing this, Leon nodded quietly.

The girl desperately tried not to sneer at the look Leon showed; the man looked so arrogant with his chin raised when he asked her.

"Just that?" asked Leon again.

Cilla nodded. "Yes, sir, that's all. Sorry, do you agree with the CEO of Leander Corp.? If you agree, I will immediately confirm with his secretary."

Leon paused for a moment before nodding. Hm, I agree; you just prepare the files and others," he replied.

Cilla nodded obediently; she was going to sit back when Leon was about to walk away from her expectations. However, in fact, Leon turned around again, making Cilla reflexively straighten up again. The girl didn't want her name to look bad on her first day at work.

"Oh yeah, don't make a fatal mistake!" Remember, this is a meeting with an important client! So don't be careless and embarrass me!" Leon said so firmly.

After saying that, Leon actually just left the special place of the CEO's secretary without waiting for Cilla's answer. Seeing that, Cilla snorted in annoyance. "Tsk! So annoying!" clicked the girl, so annoyed.

"Who is he? I just met him yesterday and judged him. I don't like to be careless!" Cilla continued to grumble in annoyance as she sat back down on the chair.

Today is really Cilla's bad day for the first day of work; the girl's mood has been bad since last night and is now getting worse after dealing with her boss directly.

"Huff! Patience,Cell." Cilla sighed roughly, stroking her chest patiently, and she even remembered her problems at home.

'It reminds me of problems at home again', thought Cilla while massaging the bridge of her nose. She stopped for a moment from the movement of her hand on the laptop because her head suddenly felt dizzy.

"Two."

Cilla spontaneously looked up when she felt something greet him. She saw a man she knew was an employee at Leon's office. Cilla knew the man but forgot his name, even though they had met before.

Cilla received a friendly smile from the man. "It looks like you've just been dizzy on this first day of work," continued the man without fading his thin smile.

Cilla's smile turned into an awkward smile after hearing the man's continuation. "Haha, not really," he replied.

"I'm just a little sleepy, sir," continued Cilla.

"You are like anyone; just call us names; consider us friends."

"Haha, yes," Cilla replied, laughing awkwardly. She felt embarrassed if the man in front of her knew that she had forgotten the man's name.

"Nolard Bondan, call me Nolard; I know you must have forgotten," said the man named Nolard, followed by a chuckle.

Cilla rubbed the nape of her neck while grinning. "Sorry, Nolard," he replied to a chuckle from Nolard.

"It's limit; maybe you are so serious at work on the first day that it's easy to forget my name," said Nolard, who was nodded casually by Cilla, who was still smiling small.

"Maybe so," Cilla replied awkwardly. Originally, she didn't feel comfortable chatting with new people like Nolard, but as much as possible, Cilla looked normal and continued to respond to Nolard's chats, even though in her heart she was tired and wanted to just continue with her work.

"Haha, go ahead then; I have business with the boss," said Nolard again, directly interrupted by Cilla.

"Yes, please!" Cilla replied before Nolard left in front of her, and at that moment Cilla was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"So familiar, even though we just met this morning," Cilla muttered while shaking her head. Nolard, who disappeared behind the door of the CEO's office,

Indeed, the location of the special secretary's desk that Cilla sat on was not far from the CEO's room, which allowed the girl to see the direction of the CEO's room and made it easier for Leon to approach Cilla to discuss work.

After thinking for a moment about Nolard's friendliness, Cilla returned to continue her work on the laptop. I don't know what he's doing; the point is that he's doing his job as secretary to the CEO as professionally as possible.

A few minutes passed when Cilla was seriously looking at the laptop screen with her fingers moving agilely. Without the girl noticing, the door to the CEO's office opened again, showing Nolard who had just come out of there.

And again, the man who looked like he had just two heads walked up to Cilla, who was seriously working. Don't forget that Nolard approached Cilla with a meaningful smile, which was quite scary if Cilla even saw it.

"Cilla," says Nolard again, and he smiled so sweetly, as sweet as honey.

Suddenly Cilla looked up, and in her heart she immediately cursed when she saw the perpetrator who greeted her. It feels lazy to say hello to BackNolard, but she has to maintain her image in front of all the employees because, after all, Cilla is still new there.

"Eh, hi," Cilla replied briefly, forcing her smile. She was so indifferent and had no intention of asking a single sentence of the man.

"Why?" Cilla continued asking; she was so uncomfortable because she kept being stared at by Nolard, plus the man didn't say anything and just looked at Cilla with a different look.

Cilla, who realized that of course it was very uncomfortable, felt an intimidating gaze from Nolard.

"Why what?" Either pretending to be stupid or saying he really doesn't know,Nolard instead asked back very casually. Cilla was a little angry to see that, but she still buried her anger in her heart.

Feeling that he didn't need to continue his conversation with Nolard, Cilla should answer with a shake of the head. "No, it's fine."

"Excuse me, but I'm very busy, so could you not invite me to chat first?" As a result of not being able to stand it, Cilla immediately continued with a sentence like that, Let it be if Nolard felt that she was driving the man away.

"Ah, sorry, Cilla, then I'll excuse myself and continue my work too. See you," Nolard replied quickly, walking away after smiling briefly at Cilla.

I don't know if the man was offended or what, but the point is that now Cilla can breathe a sigh of relief again because she feels that the bully is gone.

"Huff! Why didn't I just say something like that earlier?" Cilla muttered, sighing softly, feeling unable to stop thinking about her dead-end train of thought earlier.

Creak!

Hearing the sound of the door opening caught her attention. The girl's gaze immediately fixed on Leon, who came out of his room.

"You!" Hearing Leon's firm voice calling him made Cilla, for a moment, get up.

"Yeah, Sir?"

"Call me when it's lunch time!" Leon's orders were immediately nodded obediently by Cilla.

"Good, sir."

"Where are you going, sir?" asked Cilla, a little curious. To be honest, he was also a little envious of Leon's rank as boss or CEO of his own company.

"None of your business!"

"Unlucky!" Cilla cursed reflexively and couldn't be held back anymore; luckily, Leon had left.