4 #Impressed / Chapter4

Chapter (4)

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"No need to use sir, just call directly, Dipta!"

"Is that all right?"

"Why...?" Dipta asked curiously.

"Er, it's fine. Are you the owner of the famous Emperor group in this city, by the way?" Asked Andin who was curious to be sure.

"Yes, why?" Dipta answered, bringing his face closer to Andin's face.

"Eh... (In Andin's heart) hmm no, nothing, I'm just asking. Do you mind?" Andin said, trembling because she had heard the news that Dipta was a cruel person.

"Why should I object? I just help you don't feel heavy, why do you ask I have to object?" Dipta replied while gently stroking Andin's hair.

"Oh, no Dipta, I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing to me?"

"Ah, forget it. Oh yeah, didn't you get angry because you were late for the meeting?"

"Yes..."

"Then what did you go straight to the meeting after escorting me?"

"Yes..." Dipta replied briefly, and Dipta walked to the sofa in the room, then sat down.

"Are you angry now?" Andin asked, who was nervous because Dipta's answer was too short.

"Not really," Dipta replied.

"Oh, right well then," Andin said and immediately fell silent.

After that the room became quiet, Dipta took his bag which was on the table, then he brought it to the sofa and opened it.

Dipta took the files from the meeting from his bag and began reading them.

"He's handsome too, especially when serious like this. It's true the gossip that talks about him that Dipta is a very handsome person, and again... surely he is also very busy with his business every day working on his office work. At a young age, but already famous for his success, who is a woman who isn't willing to do anything for him?" Andin said in his heart, who was amazed by Dipta.

Andin, who was still daydreaming, looked at Dipta, feeling amazed by his personality.

"Ahem..." Dipta's muttered voice, and take a look at Andin, suddenly his broke reverie. "Why? Why are you so shocked?" Dipta asked Andin.

"Um, no... It's okay, sir Dipta, eh..." Andin replied evasively.

"I told you, don't call me sir! How old are you?" Dipta who did not happy, and asked because curiously.

"Me, how old am I? (Andin that not remembers how old she is) oh, I'm 21, yes 21 years old," Andin replied nervously.

"Have you forgotten that much at your age? Who have you lived with all this time?" Asked Dipta again.

"Me, I live alone. All alone!" Andin replied with a sad tone and a moody expression.

"Since when?"

"Since I graduated from elementary school."

"That means you can write, read and count?" Asked Dipta who teased her with a doubtful face.

"Of course you can, I always got 1st place in a row in elementary school."

"Then why only arrived at elementary school, why not continue to junior high school? Where are your parents?" Asked Dipta who was getting more and more curious.

"That... I'm not clear!" Andin answered, showing a gloomy face.

"Oh, never mind, there is no need to discuss the issue of education, and also your parents!" Said Dipta who wanted to change the topic of conversation.

"Okay... what are you doing now, so serious?" Asked Andin who was curious about what Dipta was doing.

"Me, I'm sitting relaxed like this," Dipta replied jokingly.

"Uh, I well asked Dipta, what were you doing with your laptop? Are you discussing your office work?" Andin asked seriously.

"Yes... I again discussed the contract at the meeting earlier.

"Oh, is it so difficult, what kind of meeting is it? Does it only contain rich people, meetings at the company?" Asked Andin who was so curious about the meeting matter.

"No Andin, the meeting only discussed an important matter for the company that held it, including shareholders, and the participants who provided input on the meeting discussed."

"I see, but it looks complicated. You rich people must have a lot of work that we people under do not understand what you are doing."

"If that depends on Andin's thinking. If the problem of the lower class or the top people, my opinion, everything is equal, there is no bottom or top, everything is mediocre, that is in my opinion."

"Ah, not really. That's just in your opinion, not with the others."

"Yes, I don't know if that too. But I think, all the same, it makes no difference. I'm just like you." Said Dipta who humbled himself.

"Ah, that's just you!" Andin said, blushing.

"Beep beep... beep beep..." The ringing sound of Dipta's cellphone's incoming call rang. Dipta saw it and immediately answered the call.

"Hello, yes... okay, I'll be right there!" Dipta answered with someone who called him.

"Do you want to go?" Andin asked a little disappointed.

"Em, yes... There is an urgent matter in my company, so I have to go there now." Dipta replied, explaining.

"Oh, well..." said Andin who couldn't do anything.

"Then I go first, okay!" Dipta was already packing and said goodbye to go.

"Be careful," Andin said hesitantly to say it.

"Take it easy, take care of yourself!" Dipta replied, who approached and rubbed Andin's head gently.

"Okay..." Andin replied shyly.

Dipta immediately went out of the patient's room, and walked to the elevator, then headed to the car park.

In the patient's room ~

"He's a great man, he is the boss of a famous businessman in this city. But his attitude is not the same as the news out there, in fact, a lot different to me. He is so warm, and caring." Andin, who was talking to herself in the room, was amazed at Dipta.

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After a few minutes on the way, Dipta arrived at his company office. He was in such a hurry that he accidentally bumped into someone.

"Ouch..." Said a woman who fell when Dipta bumped.

** To be continued .....

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