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Chapter 3 - There is always.

While Arkham was busy with work at his printing house. Trisya was also working at Koh Ahong Ruko with a more crowded busyness. Because in addition to opening printing services, in Ruko Koh Ahong is also a Wholesale Shophouse that sells all the needs of a printing shop. That's why Arkham also shops for his shop here. In addition to cheaper prices, Arif, the owner of the shop where Arkham worked, was also a Koh Ahong employee. Patience in the process gradually now he can open his own printing, although not as big as Koh Ahong store at least he now employs people and no longer works for people.

Trisya who looks elegant with a dress that is not too luxurious but in accordance with her posture, further beautify her appearance today.

He was sitting behind his desk with sheets piled up on the table.

"Trisya, remember yesterday I taught you to make covers, right?!" Ask Ella, a longtime employee of Koh Ahong.

"Yes, still. But I haven't memorized it yet, so I'm working slowly, brother?"

With a doubtful tone that sounded, Trisya tried to convince that he could do it.

"That's the nine books you make soft cover, keep the two, hard cover/paper back the rest of the volume!" Ella told with a slight commanding tone.

"Hm, diemin is becoming more and more this person." Trisya muttered, in her heart.

Indeed the beginning of Trisya working here all looks fine, he thought everything will remain fine for the future, but the reality all changed in just a few days.

Not just in elite offices, novels or television soap operas. It turned out that a caper sycophant with only a senior-setatus capital also existed in real life.

"Work salary is not much, there is still a lot of work meeting a kek gini job. It's easy to survive here. And I'm strong against Ella." Trisya could only mumble to herself. Because he does need a job for now, regardless of his important work he gets money and halal.

While apart from seniors and juniors, Ella was indeed different from Hani and Iqbal. Hani and iqbal are old workers too, although not as long as Ella but they seem to be more friendly and guiding. Not like Ella who rules and governs.

This can be seen from Ella who effectively sort out lighter work to do and give to others when the work is a little troublesome.

However, even so. Trisya could not avoid, just accept and try to do it earnestly, sometimes he would ask Hani or Iqbal if he had difficulty. He was afraid to ask Ella, because he would know if he asked Ella, he would only be angry and said stupid.

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The days go on and all goes with the new things present in Trisya's life. Until he is now more reliable in the work, the experience here has been mostly mastered. The more skilled, the more deft and even able to say all the work in his hands is much more perfect than before.

"Uh, it's smart!" Hani said he saw Trisya, some of whose volume was jam and neatly stacked at the end of the table.

"Haha, not really! It's ordinary. Time can't go on?"

"Yes, too, but you're faster than anyone who's worked here before, until they're off."

"Well, yes?" Trisya asked with a grin.

"Yes, lhooo." Hani replied as she reached out to help me finish a few more volumes.

"Here I help, I've got no more work to do." Hani's smile hung on her face.

"Yes, thank you." Said Trisya and returned to work the rest of her work.

Iqbal is also busy in front of the photo copy machine.

While Trisya and Hani finish the book-binding job, Ella who is sitting behind the display case looks at them with a cynical face, he knew koh Ahong had a good impression of Trisya and naturally Ella's envy made him dislike Trisya and many things appeared in his mind, what else is with the things that are evolving at the moment.

"After all, the old me won't be that easy to let my reputation be replaced by someone new." Ella muttered, frowning.

Samar looks the flames of hostility burning in both eyes, if we look more closely.