His Obsession.

LONDON

Tonight Angela had to come home late because of a job that required her to work overtime.

"Oh my God, I'm so tired," she complained, stretching her hands.

The atmosphere in City C is quite crowded with people, and the air here is quite cold. Angela tightened her coat as she hugged herself.

It was a quiet night, and not many people passing by.

Angela arrived at her house which was so simple. The house she had bought these past few months with his earnings.

She typed the password on the button near the door.

Click

With the sound of the lock opening, she pressed the doorknob and entered the house.

"Ah!"

She screamed when she was about to close the door of her house, someone barged into the house wearing a black hoodie that covered his head and face.

"Who are you? You want to steal?" screamed Angela very scared and shocked.

"Help me!" exclaimed the man in a commanding tone.

"No! I don't want to help strangers!" cried Angela firmly.

There was the sound of some shoes running.

"Closed!"

"Hey!" Angela screamed in annoyance when the man closed the door of his house until it clicked and his tall body was right in front of Angela at a very close distance.

"Who are you, and want to a..." Angela's mouth was closed by the man's large palm.

"Silence," he whispered, pressing his ear to the door.

Angela secretly watched the face of the man in front of her carefully because they were so close.

Handsome....

That was the first thing on Angela's mind.

"Are you satisfied looking at my face?" said the man whose sharp eyes were now staring into his gray eyes.

Angela, who was caught, immediately pushed the man's chest away from her and walked towards her home phone.

"Hello, police station. I..."

Angela's exclamation stopped when someone snatched her phone from behind and turned it off.

"What do you want? You thief!" shrieked Angela.

"What did I steal, that you accuse me of stealing?" asked the mysterious man.

"Quickly get out of here!" she said.

"I still need a ride for one night," he said, walking leisurely and sitting on the couch making Angela gape.

"I can't hold you! Quickly get out of here!" chase Angela already very annoyed.

"CK, your house is so small, even my room is not small like this," said the man, opening his head cover by raising his feet on the table arrogantly.

So arrogant....

"You've entered without permission, then insulted my house? Go away from here!" cried Angela angrily, pulling the man's arm to get up and leave.

But unfortunately Angela's strength was unbalanced and didn't even have any effect, instead it made her body being pulled, when the man pulled her arm.

Angela's body fell right on the handsome man's broad chest. The gazes of the two of them met each other.

"You are so aggressive, Miss."

Angela was getting irritated at him, with annoyance he pushed the man back until the grip on his hand was released and he stood straight again.

"Listen, you thief, I don't know who you are and why you were being chased by those people earlier. I don't want to get involved in anything, so now get out of my house!" chased Angela who was already very upset.

"I'll be leaving tomorrow morning, you just do what you want. And I won't bother you," he shouted casually taking off his hoodie leaving a black t-shirt.

"Huh!" Angela was unable to say anything else. Annoyed, he went into his room and slammed the door.

"Who is that man?" muttered Angela when she was already in the room.

He put his ear to the door trying to eavesdrop but there was no sound.

"Could he be a thief?" he muttered back to his feet and walked over to his bed. "But how can a thief be as handsome as he is?"

"Ouch, I have got headache! What's wrong with today, it's been endless work, I also forgot to eat lunch and now I'm being robbed by a handsome thief," he grumbled, annoyed to himself.

After a long time Angela was in the room, she came back out of the room after placing her ear on the door to make sure the situation.

Angela saw the man sleeping on his small couch with his face covered with his arm. Angela slowly stepped into the bathroom to clean herself.

After washing herself for a long time and feeling very refreshed, Angela stepped out of the bathroom.

"Ah!" he shouted when the man was already standing in front of him.

"W..what? What do you want?" asked Angela crossing her arms over her chest. His body was covered only by a white towel robe.

"Tsk, there's a stranger in your house, you're using a towel like this instead," said the man walking closer to Angela removing the distance between them.

Angela walked backwards until her back hit the wall behind her. The man pressed a hand against the wall beside Angela's head, then brought his face closer to Angela's.

"Strawberries," he muttered. "Really fresh."

"Do not try anything with me!" cried Angela with bulging eyes full of threats, but it looked funny and cute according to the mysterious man.

"So what if I make fun of you, after all you invited him yourself," said the man with his devilish grin.

"I'm going to the police!" cried Angela fiercely.

"Is it true? Go ahead if you can, "cried the man full of ridicule.

Finally Angela was silent because she felt herself cornered and could only swallow her own saliva.

"Give up?" asked the man. "Ssshtt..."

The man winced as Angela kicked him in the shin.

"In your dreams!" she cried running into his room again.

He stared at the closed bedroom door with a small smile.

***

Angela opened her eyes, last night she slept before morning because a mysterious man was in her house. Making it unable to rest in peace and soundly.

"I have to check on him outside," Angela called out, curling her long hair and walking slowly towards her bedroom door.

He put his earlobe against the door and tried to eavesdrop on any sounds outside but there was no sound.

"Is he still sleeping?" Angela exclaimed.

Angela took a wooden ornament that was in her room just in case the man would be rude to her.

He turned the knob of the door and poked his head out. His gaze fixed on a small sofa not far from his position.

Blank...

Where is that man... he thought.

Angela walked out of the room and looked for the man but the atmosphere in the house seemed calm and empty, she was the only one in the house.

"Has he left?" he muttered walking towards the bathroom which was also empty.

Fragrant aroma into the senses of smell. He walked towards the kitchen and pantry, he saw some food that was appetizing and looked still warm.

"Who cooked all this?" he muttered.

In the flower vase, there is a small note, he takes it and reads the writing.

Thanks for the one-night ride. In return, I cook breakfast for you. Until we meet again little cat....

"Kitten? It's fun to call people," Angela exclaimed, saving the wood and paper ornaments.

"Emm looks delicious," he muttered, immediately sat down in a chair and without waiting for a long time, immediately ate the food.

"Good grief! So delicious, is he a chef? He muttered and immediately devoured his food.

***

Angela had just arrived at her office and was sitting at her desk.

"What's wrong with your face?" Asked Rosie who was her friend.

"I think I need coffee this morning," said Angela.

"You stayed up late again?" Ask Rosie.

"I had to stay up all night because there were bullies," complained Angela.

"Bully? You mean?" Asked Rosi increasingly curious.

"I'll tell you later when we get coffee. Come with me," said Angela.

"Can't Angela," Rosie called out.

"Why?" Angela frowned in confusion.

"The manager said, we can't go anywhere because today there is an introduction of a new director," said Rosie.

"Indeed Mr. Where are you going?" she asked.

he said Dave will retire and his eldest son will replace him. He will be the heir and main director here," said Rosie.

"According to the news I heard he said the son of Mr. Dave is still young. He is still 25 years old but has completed his studies at the age of 20 with the highest score. He is very smart and don't forget this one thing, that he is very handsome. Almost like Mr. Dave,

exclaimed Rosie, looking excited about her new director.

"You see Mr. Dave. Even though he is already 50 years old, he is still very handsome and dashing," said Rosie.

"So the point is now we can't get out?" she asked.

"Yeah," chuckled Rosie. "The Manager said, we were asked to line up to greet him. Because he will be going around every division including this Finance division."

"What's his name?" she asked.

"Mr. Regan Daniel Wiratama."

Angela just nodded her head.

----

Soon there was a call from the Manager for them all to line up near the entrance to the Finance division because the new President and main director had arrived.

They were all standing near the door and heard the footsteps of several people that sounded regular and rhythmic. Not long after, three tall men appeared in very elegant suits.

"Good morning," said Davero.

"Good morning Director," everyone shouted.

"Introducing this is my son, Regan Danial Wiratama. Henceforth he will be the director of this company to replace me," he exclaimed.

"Good morning everyone," Regan greeted without a smile.

'Ah, that man's face looks familiar,' Angela thought.

Deg

Angela's eyes widened as she met the man's gaze.

It was the thief last night....

***

What dream did Angela have for her to be this unlucky. How could he insult and accuse his own son of a director who would now serve as the main director in the office where he works. Even the name Mr. Danial is already very well known on social media as well in this country. Unfortunately Angela never knew the face of the Director who was the target of many women.

"Oh my god... am I going to get fired for insulting him last night?" he muttered feeling very uneasy.

The meeting this morning was very awkward and made it seem difficult for him to speak.

"But why can a president be chased by several people?" she muttered.

"I think I need coffee now," she muttered cupping her cheeks. She felt stupid herself.

***

Angela had just returned from her lunch. She had lunch with some colleagues in her division. She walked down the office lobby to the elevator. They stopped in front of the elevator, waiting for the elevator door to open.

Angel looks engrossed in playing on her cellphone. Until she heard a noise around her. She averted her gaze from the cellphone screen to the source of the commotion and at that moment her eyes widened. She saw the figure of Regan who had just entered the office lobby with his personal secretary, Mr. Nickolas.

Knowing the direction Regan was heading towards her made Angel uneasy. The reason is that she does not want to meet again with the man he once thought was a thief. With a quick move Angel ran to another corner and hid herself behind the wall leading to the fire escape.

"Should I go up using the emergency stairs?" she muttered peeking at Regan where she was already standing in front of the special elevator for the higher ups.

Angel immediately pulled back her head as Regan's sharp and watchful eyes turned to her.

"He didn't see me, did he?" she muttered closing her eyes.

'Oh, how is this? Am I going to get fired from here. After all, what the heck is the Director posing as a thief anyway. What if I get fired from this office? Where else should I apply for a job. This work means a lot to me,' she thought.

Angel finally decided to go to her room by using the fire escape.

Arriving at her desk, Angel immediately landed to her oversized chair and leaned her head against the edge of the table.

"Hey, where have you been? It suddenly disappeared," someone shouted making Angel raise her head and turn to the sound source.

"I went to the bathroom first," Angel replied.

"It's easy to just disappear. But it's a shame you missed something very important," exclaimed the person who was none other than Rosie, her co-worker.

"So what?" asked Angel frowning.

"Our new director. Pak Danial, we were waiting for the elevator side by side," Rosie exclaimed with sparkling eyes.

'I know. And that's the reason why I ran away,' thought Angel.

"You know Angela. He is very handsome, even though he only smiles a little but he is really very handsome. Oh my God, my heart wants to jump out," Rosie exclaims exaggeratedly making Angel frown.

"Excessive,"

"But you also admit that our Director is very handsome, right?" she exclaimed.

"If that's the case, yes," Angel answered. She imagined the moment they locked eyes at that close range. Regan is really very handsome and full of charisma.

Imagining that moment made Angela feel pounding and uncomfortable making her immediately shake her head quite hard.

"What is it?"

"There isn't any. Come back to your desk already, I want to do my work," Angel shouted pushing Rosie.

"ups... alright " Rosie walked away from Angela's desk.

Angela could only exhale and return to finishing her work.

***

Angel just came out of his office area. She walked to the bus stop as usual.

"Angela...!"

The call stopped her and she turned to the source of the voice.

"Christian!"

The man called Cristian walked over to Angela.

"You just got home?" asked Cristian who was now in front of Angel.

"Yaps. By the way, why are you in here?" asked Angel.

"I happened to be passing by, and I saw you walking alone. Come on, I'll take you home," Cristian exclaimed.

"That I was afraid to trouble you," cried Angel.

"No. I'm the one who asked for it. Come on," said Christian. Angel complied and they climbed into Cristian's car which was parked not far from where they were standing earlier.

Cristian invites Angel to have dinner together at a restaurant. They immediately ordered the food they wanted.

"How was your day?" she asked.

"Not bad, not too bad," Angel replied.

"Looks like I just had a bad day," Cristian exclaimed.

"Did something happen?" asked Angel.

"Yes. The tender that I had been targeting for a long time fell into the hands of my rival," complained Cristian.

"That must be very disappointing," cried Angel.

"No longer Ngel. I feel like I want to go berserk and scold all my useless employees," Cristian exclaimed.

"Maybe the tender is not matched with you. Just let it go, I'm sure later you will get a bigger tender than that," said Angel.

Cristian smiled at Angela. "You know why I took the walk to your office," Cristian exclaimed.

"Why?"

"I purposely want to see you," cried Cristian. "Just seeing you and talking like this with you makes me feel better. My day isn't so bad after meeting you."

Cristian's words made Angel's cheeks flush red. "What are you."

Cristian is his friend since his college days. They weren't as close as friends, but they were close enough as friends. Actually, Angela had long harbored feelings for Cristian, but unfortunately, Cristian has a girlfriend and their relationship has been going on for a long time.

Their orders came and both of them started to focus on enjoying the food menu they ordered.

"So how about Caroline?" she asked.

" She was busy shooting. She rarely has time with me anymore," answered Cristian.

Angela could only nod in understanding.

---

Cristian had just escorted Angela to her house.

"Thank you, Chris."

"You're welcome. Then I'll go," Cristian exclaimed making Angela nod her head.

Angela was still staring at Cristian's car driving away from her.

"Huh, when will this feeling go away," she muttered.

Regan looked fresh with his wet hair. He was only wearing white training pants and was bare-chested, showing his six-pack body. He walked to the corner table, then he poured whiskey from the bottle into a small glass.

He sipped the whiskey slowly, then he walked towards the window of his spacious room. He took another sip of his whiskey with his sharp eyes staring out the window at the twinkling lights and passing vehicles.

His memory returned to two days ago when he broke into a woman's house. And it turns out that woman is one of the employees in his office.

Regan smiled a little.

"My little cat, it turns out that our second meeting will be this soon," Regan muttered.

"I won't let you go..." Regan smiled mysteriously with her sharp gaze.

---

Hatcuuhhh....

"Hah, why did I suddenly sneeze and get goosebumps?" she muttered. "Just make it scary." Angela immediately lay down on the bed and pulled the covers up to her chest.

***

Angela went into her division and covered her head with the bag she was carrying. Earlier she got a message from Rosie that today their director, Pak Danial, will control their division.

Without Angel noticing, Regan was standing not far behind her because she had just received a call. she watched and smiled a little when he saw Angel walking sneakily and peeking behind a door that had a small window. With sure steps and without a sound, Regan walked up to Angel who was still peeking inside.

"Hey, suspicious person. Do you intend to steal in the finance division?" Regan whispered making Angel scream in surprise.

Angel immediately turned around and her body swayed until her back hit the door behind her when she saw Regan's figure in front of her. The figure he had avoided from the start.

"Y-you?"

Regan smiled mysteriously. "Hello my naughty little cat," he called making Angel shudder.

"Do you think I don't know if you keep avoiding me? Do you think I'm that stupid that you can trick me, eh?" Regan exclaimed in a tone full of intimidation.

"W-what do you mean, Mister Director? Mmm maybe you have the wrong person," Angela exclaimed stupidly.

'Unlucky! What am I saying? It's obvious he knows my face,' Angela thought.

"Is that so?" Regan raised an eyebrow.

"I-I have to go!" Angela wanted to run away but unfortunately, Regan grabbed her arm.

"Tending to run away after trying to trick me, and make me look stupid, eh?" Regan exclaimed. "Now come with me."

"Uuugh, why? Where to?" cried Angela with wide eyes. "No, don't fire me! I'm sorry," Angela cried, pressing her palms together in front of her face.

"Apologize for-?"

" hmmm because that night I accused you of being a thief. And I'm avoiding you because I don't want to get fired. I need this job, please don't fire me," Angela cried out with a pitiful look.

Seeing Angela like that made Regan even more excited and wanted to tease her even more. Regan's watchful eyes knew that Nickolas and the Finance Manager were walking towards his place.

"Well, then we will discuss this matter later in a closed place. Now you can go back to your room," Regan called out releasing his hold on Angela.

"Good morning sir." Greet the finance manager while glancing at Angela who was bowing her head. "Ah, this is one of the employees in this division, her name is Angela."

Regan only gave a small nod and asked Nickolas as well as Adam who was the Finance Manager to follow her to leave that place.

Angela raised her head as the men left.

"Damn, it!" grumbled. "Looks like after this my day will be messed up." He could only rub his face in exasperation.

***

Angela just came out of her office. He was walking towards the bus stop as usual. But only a few meters away from her office, the sound of a car horn was so disturbing that Angela stopped her steps and turned to the source of the sound where a luxury sports car stopped not far from her.

He could see who the master was in the car. It was the Director Mr. Daniel or Regan. Angela walked to the car door where the glass of the car had been rolled down.

"Erm what's wrong sir?" asked Angel bending his body so he could see Regan's handsome face.

"Get on," his command sounded irresistible.

Angel looked right and left and she immediately climbed into the car without saying anything else.

"We'll discuss the matter of firing earlier," Regan said in a calm tone, making Angel's heart flutter.

'Oh my, I have to be unemployed anyway,' she thought.

Regan takes Angel to a restaurant. They sat down opposite each other and ordered their food.

"So how?" asked Angel impatiently with Regan's decision.

"Do you really need this job?" Regan asked, still teasing Angel. Yet how could he fire his employees for no apparent reason?

"Yes. I'm not like Mr. Danial, who has no shortage of living expenses, and work like this, means a lot to me," said Angel.

Regan seemed to catch his breath and sat back so relaxed and comfortable. "Okay, I'm not going to fire you because of your mistake that was rude to me a few days ago. But I have a little offer for you," Regan called out.

"W-what is that?" asked Angel.

"Are you planning on taking on a part-time job?" he asked.

"Side job?"

"Yes, with a large salary. I can give it to you," Regan exclaimed. "You just say how much salary you want. I can give it to you," Regan said, mentioning several names that managed to make Angel's eyes widen.

"But what kind of job do you offer? You didn't ask me to deceive people or kill someone, right?" cried Angel with a look of horror making Regan chuckle, and that made Angel fixate on him.

'How could God create a man as handsome and perfect as this? even when he laughs it's so melodious and so charming,' thought Angel.

"It's an easy job. You just need to be ready when I call you and ask you to come," Regan exclaimed.

"Just that?"

"Yes. How? Easy, right?"

Angel pondered for a moment. "Yeah, it's easy but it's too fishy," cried Angel.

"What's fishy? I won't do anything to you. I'm just asking for your help with some work that I might not be able to do alone," Regan exclaimed.

"Oh, like a personal assistant," said Angel.

"You could say like that. How you want?" she asked.

"Yes, what else can I do? Can I refuse, "cried Angel shrugging his shoulders.

"Smart ." Regan smiled mysteriously.