Anya's World (Widow? It's Okay)

Chapter 13: Radit Vs Sinan

“Ya is up. Mbak unplug first yes, want to take sepel” Anya put all his goods into the bag, then walk out of the marketing team room 2.

On the other hand Radit also came out of the marketing team room 1. The man waved his hand at Anya. If since Radit was in the room of the 1st team, then there is a possibility that the man also saw all the things that happened.

“Bareng yes? than to take the bus. Full” Radit.

Anya did not care, after all here is not her wrong self, everyone must also know about it. After all if she thinks about Jini's feelings and refuses the task of Sinan, after all, not sure if the woman would do the same.

“You take a pep?”

Anya nodded. Enter the elevator followed by Radit.

“Floor 12 yes sir?” tanya Anya ascertains the purpose of this man.Radit room is next to Sinan's room, then other 12 is most likely to be headed by this man.

“Not. The lobby"

Anya back to the hut. Pressing buttons that fit their purpose now.

“What's to factory?” ask Radit. The man standing next to him, as if he was guessing how the mood condition of Anya now.

Anya who was seen with eyes full of sight was only able to laugh. From the past, Radit did prefer not to talk much if you feel Anya's emotional condition is not good.

“Quiet sir. I'm okay.”

“Alhamdulillah” said Radit while stroking his own chest. “So what's up to factory?”

“Hike bus power pak”

“Oh.. same as me. I happen to want to go to the factory too. I'd like to see you Johar”

Anya frowned confusedly. As far as he knows, Sinan was also talking to see Johar sir in the factory, so why now even Radit who wants to see Johar sir?.

“Bareng yes, than take the bus. Full” Radit.

Unlike Sinan who invited him earlier and was immediately rejected because Anya did not want to be a manikin for 3 hours in the car, Radit langusng Anya's invitation agreed with a nod of the head. Rather than taking a bus that would likely make him stand up given the large number of inventory staff, Anya had clearly chosen to take Radit down. Besides, this guy wouldn't ask him to drive like his boss just now.

“OK. Wait in front of me yes, I took the car first” as soon as the elevator opened Radit let Anya out and herself again pressed the B button that took her to the basement where to park her car.

One message came into his phone. While waiting for Radit, Anya swiped the lock screen of her phone and the name mamah was listed there.

Mamah: Ma'am, mamah today the road to Jakarta ya mba. you can pick up at the airport mba? around 20:00 am until.

After getting a decent enough job, Anya did ask her mother to return to Jakarta and live together. At first Mamah refused and asked Arum alone who was brought to the hometown, but Anya clearly refused. He can survive until now is because there is Arum who welcomes him with a soft snore every time he comes home from work. However, once you know that Arum is entrusted to the Wine house every day, making mamah inevitably succumb and agree to live in Jakarta.

Anya smiled widely. His fingers danced nimbly over the cell phone.

Anya: Ready ndoro queen. 19:30 am to the airport.

Beep Beep.

Anya nodded towards Radit, then went straight into the man's car.

“Who?” ask Radit.

Anya scratched her ears which suddenly felt itchy. “Mamah sir. He finally agreed to stay here”

“Oh yes. You are alone in Sebrang?”

Anya nodded with a smile. His right hand again scratched his ear which now felt increasingly itchy.

On the other hand, once Radit's car drove away from the office area with Anya in it. Sinan who had just come out of the office clucked bitterly. Anya obviously rejected it earlier and kekeh wanted to take the bus, but now even one car with Radit?.

While tousling his waist. Sinan stared fiercely at Radit's increasingly invisible car.

What because he said he needed a driver, so Anya did not want to?.

It was just kidding. Prestigious dong if you say because of the one car.

After all, why never discuss the problem last night anyway?.

“Why mas?”

Sinan who was grumbling in his heart turned his head to the side, towards the woman who was standing next to him with a frown confused. Anggita Ayu, the first daughter of the Alverro family who is famous for her socialite mother.

“Not why-why mah. There was a rat just passed” replied Sinan origin then directly into the office.

Anggi stared briefly at the direction his son saw before finally following Sinan into the office.

“Where is the rat? Ih, so disgusted mas”

Sinan put his hand on Anggi's arm. “No my beautiful mama rat”

The arrival of the mama to this office can actually be guessed Sinan without again asking. Therefore he just took his mama into the elevator that brought them to the work room where Sinan was.

“Mas. Mamah got—“

Anggi immediately looked back, and sure enough there were 3 female staff also in the elevator. For a moment Anggi stared at the three of them from top to bottom, a very clear judging view of the way Anggi looked at them, who were stared at attracting his forced smile. In this office no one does not know if the mother of the boss looks like it is very fond of judging people from his appearance alone.

Not like today that came without any news. Usually if the boss mom plans to come to the next day, one of the financial staff will spread the info in a special group of employees so that everyone uses the best clothes they have.

“Excuse me sir, bu” said the three women as soon as they got to the 8th floor, they went straight out of the elevator without looking at them at all.

“Do not buy the rich mas staff was again bu. make them uncomfortable” Sinan's advice.

Anggi releases his sunglasses “Why should it be uncomfortable?. If they feel uncomfortable so they do not use rich clothes earlier. Examples of rich clothes. It's called gawas”

Sinan scanned his mama from top to bottom. Red blush combined with a long black skirt with a hem of up to 2 cm above the knee, high heels in red, sunglasses and famous brand bags are also bright red. Sinan just shook his head looking at the appearance of the mama and went straight out once the elevator was on the 12th floor.

When exiting the elevator, Sinan would usually see the financial staff working in their respective cubicles, but this time it was empty. Sinan turned his head towards the meeting room, and everyone was there even someone willing to stand up pretending to be in the middle of the meeting. Although Sinan knew, everything must have avoided the judgment of the mama.

“Morning bu” greet Navel friendly.

“For nak Navel. That's your tie tilted, try dibenerin”

Sinan just smiled to see Navel who is now a victim of the mama. No matter the look on his secretary's face asking for help. Sinan went straight into the room, and typed a message for Radit.

Sinan:

Where the?.

Sinan pressed the send button. Go talk first. Long enough not to get a reply, Sinan now chose to call Radit, the only time he could hear Anya's voice and pretended to be surprised because Anya did not take the bus instead of cutting down Radit's car.

“Hallo Nan?”

Sinan glanced at his mamah who was now just entering and immediately sat on the sofa. Seeing his coded mother allowing him to continue the phone, Sinan immediately walked to his desk. Hoping that their conversation will not be heard by the mama.

“Hallo. Where?”

“Again on the way to factory. Why?”

Not immediately answering, Sinan sharpened his ears hoping for an Anya voice to be heard.

“Oh, it's over. Yes already, if you have met Mr. Johar and get info, please go back to the office again. Don't have to stay there for long

No need for long, let Anya go home looking for another alternative.

“Cannot. I'm with Anya. So wait for the business he finished just back again, let's be with”

Sinan smiled wryly. How dare he reject himself and now even go with Radit?. The time for insinuation begins.

“Oh there is mbak Anya too?. I guess take the bus loh mbak.”

There was a slight commotion that Sinan heard, before finally Anya's voice came from behind the phone.

“Iya sir.”

“So I asked him to take the bus. But that's okay, I also happened to ask Mr. Radit to the factory. So can nebeng ya mbak” Sinan sindir smooth.

“Iya sir.”

“Kalalu mbaknya ride public transportation right back home is not why - why mbak? I need Mr. Radit in the office because”

“Lo why the hell Nan? It was strange that” was not Anya who answered, but Radit who answered.

“Nothing is it?” ask Sinan again.

“Iya sir is okay. Coincidentally I went home also want to take a taxi sir, so go straight home. Pretty able to sleep on Jalan”

Sinan was silent for a moment. Anya's words just now were clearly shown to back offend her.

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