Hi, Have you met me? My name is Sandra Bayu Hutama. A fresh graduated architect who started working for 3 months in Anna Gunadi's architectural bureau, Ruanna. You must know her, right? Anna Gunadi? A genius architect who is known by the nickname Madam Devil. My life is okay, but... seeing my salary's number and the heavy pressure of work, now I'm starting to question my fate, especially...um... my boss. In all my life, I have never met anyone like Madam Devil. Her work is indeed extraordinary, but... Psssttt... that's her EQ needs to be questioned! She is a perfectionist and everything must go her own way. Don't ask if she thinks about other people's fate! It must have never been in her dictionary. Remember!! Everything has to be perfect! Just a little wrong, you're fire = unemployment!

The problem is, my suffering doesn't stop there. I'm stuck being the personal assistant of a guy named Steven Joshua. The right-hand man of Madam Devil, with behavior that is not much different from his superior. Yes ... I admit he is a handsome man. The proportions of his face are perfect, but alas... brrrrr.... he's cold and annoying. Steven almost makes me scream in frustration every day. Because of him, I had to go through some crazy events in my life. Became bait, almost beaten by thugs, and had to win an architectural project tender. Not to mention... when I started to wonder about his mysterious past.

The Triangle Ruler

One word, spaghetti. What do you think I mean by saying the word 'spaghetti'? Yes, authentic Italian food is shaped like noodles. Can you all guess what happens? Somebody? Anybody? 1... 2... 3... Hahaha, wrong, no, no... I didn't have spaghetti for breakfast this morning. It's not that I want to eat Spaghetti either. Alright, maybe it would be quicker if I just answered straight away. Spaghetti, yes my feet turned into boiled spaghetti since last night. My muscles suddenly go limp, giving up on supporting me until I can barely stand. I don't know what happened to me. All I know is, that I'm not suddenly disabled, I just feel way too... happy. 


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