ARROGANT BOSS AND KARYAWATI SABLENG

Viano Angry

##chapter 18-- Viano Angry

Sometimes Nesta thinks. Why his fate as a man is Always Wrong. Yesterday after accompanying the King all day playing clearly the child feels happy and looks like he just found the most beautiful thing in his life. Should be thanking.

But, the night he instead sent a message that if read it really contents scold Nesta because he said the King after meeting him had a strange language.

Nesta thought it was natural. His name is also a millennial child will definitely meet new vocabulary. Different from his handsome father who is handsome but uzur. If he doesn't speak slang. Human language alone Maybe he doesn't know.

Again dizzy like this, suddenly Yato was already charging the promised new shoes. Oh, that's right, it's a sister. Don't know what, if her brother's here half dead working. Fortunately, he got overtime money yesterday.

The reason again is that Yato did not ask for shoes that are still standard prices that are approximately in accordance with the Nesta wallet. Yes, indeed the balance in the account is quite fat but right as a citizen who must live unpretentious fat balance can not be directly spent. Mandatory to be saved where to know later hit by disaster. Fired for example.

Yato how concerned with such affairs.

"Come, dong, brother. I've already shown off to friends that my beautiful sister works at the office."

Nesta who again video call with her sister immediately pursed her lips. Yato kayak model pieces like this want to boast her brother. Most also because of the intention of the mode can praise.

"Don't make it up. Your piece boasts Brother. There is also every day you are ugly."

"Geez, don't believe her sister. I just got an award from a teacher. As an exemplary student this year."

"That teacher must have blinded his eyes. You've been an exemplary student."

"Not blind. But khilaf." He laughs to himself.

Yato is so stylish. Whimpering. But the boy's brain was quite diluted. Therefore, even though Nesta was upset she was still fond of her sister because after all Yato would bring the good name of the family.

"I have checked out at the online shop, then the virtual code I send to Kak Nesta just pay."

"Huh, check you out!" Nesta growled.

"Don't be stingy, brother. Aja yesterday abis help tetanga want for two rendang. Kak Nesta bought no shoes."

"Astaghfirullahaladzim, Yato is not worth the comparison!" Nesta has to increase patience. "Yes, you're already chatty, you'll see what the bill is."

Waiting five minutes after disconnecting the video call, Nesta was able to code the virtual.

It's amazing that Yato is not responsible. The price of his shoes is almost a million. This is the feeding of sister to brother!

***

Nesta evaporated wide. When measured using the ability of mathematicians such as Laplace, the circle of his mouth is almost close to 360 degrees. Understandably, last night he marathon watching Korean dramas, because of anxiety stay eight episodes to the end.

"Neng, if you want to nguap mah, closed his mouth! Not polite, eh!" Ujang Tegur.

"Hehe!" Nesta was even grinning.

"Laler came in, just found out, you know!" Ujang pointed at Nesta's mouth.

Nesta covered her mouth with a palm. "What's wrong, Mang, it's pretty much a snack."

"SORROWS!" Ujang.

"Joking, Mang."

Ujang took a broom behind the door, along with a duster. Looks like it's ready for work again.

By noon, well this is how it is. When the bosses and staff went out for lunch, the janitors were ready to tidy up the workspace again.

Especially the room Viano. He's most anti-one who's dirty or a little messy. One thing, that can enter his room while he is not there, is only Ujang.

Ujang become a confidant, while others do not expect to enter. Including Ivan.

Any way, Ivan is an independent tipekal. Suppose he needs coffee or another warm drink, he prefers to make his own. Unlike the spoiled and annoying Viano.

"Ow .. ouch ...." Ujang held his heart which suddenly felt pain.

"Eh, Mang, why?" Nesta.

"No idea." Ujang still whimpering in pain.

"Don't you, have Mang Ujang's life taken away?"

"Weh. haphazardly!" Ujang more pain and his heart was said to want to die.

Nesta get me a chair, so Ujang can sit down.  He briefly went back to prepare warm water so that Ujang is better.

After gulping down the water, Ujang glanced at the clock.

"There's a deal, Mang?"

"Here, Nesta, you're just kidding!" Not out of thought Ujang about the behavior of his young coworkers who are cute, but oon not kelulungan.

Time again. Viano is about to finish lunch. Address bothered if the room is not clean.  There was a sudden attack, Ujang felt weak.

"You can go to Mr. Viano's room, right?"

"Can." Nesta nodded.

"Well!" Ujang handed the broom and the duster to Nesta. "Please Mamang, yes. Clean room Boss Kasep. If he doesn't come home, he'll be angry."

Stared at the broom and mop, Nesta then sighed. "It's easy if it's just, clean it. But, the Kupret usually gets angry if I enter the room."

"About!" Nesta's head was tapped by the handle of the same bell Ujang. "The same boss as Kupret. So-bull case. If Mamang has a sister, Mamang will mate with him."

Nesta.

"There's a hunt!" Ujang raised his chin to let Nesta out. "Please Mamang. Fellow co-workers, we have to be a solid team."

Ujang. Not a problem, dong, even if only a lowly employee at all use elite language.

"Okay, I cleaned Mr. Viano's room."

Take the tools of discernment that Nesta has prepared ready to go.

Upstairs in the elevator, it took only three minutes to get to Viano's room.

With the key that Ujang had lent, Nesta could enter the Boss' room.

Amboys! Heaven in this office, yes, Viano's room.

It's not just about the room that looks good with beach paintings - without the sunbathe - but because it's super clean and feels fresh. Plus aroma therapy makes relax.

Okay, no need to take long, Nesta must immediately clean the room before Viamo comes.

***

Viano returned to the room a little late than usual. Because, he had lunch while meeting with the board of directors.

Sitting in a chair, he leaned back. Breathing heavily with eyes closed.

Being a leader of a company is not easy. There are many things he has to do and be accountable for.

Tomorrow he will have to compete for a tender worth tens of milliyards. Worse, who became his competitor this time was his own father's company.

If Viano wins the tender, he beats his father. Meanwhile, if he loses, the company he worked for will lose.

Head dizzy. When in this state of distress, Viano sometimes plan to retire as soon as possible.

Had more time with the King and perhaps the woman who would become his wife later. Looks lovely.

By the way, Viano missed someone.

Intending to open the wallet in his suit pocket, he was instead startled by a new fact.

Where's his little leather wallet?

It was quite small - fit as I was - and not much stuff. However, there was the most important thing there and Viano could not if he lost it.

Check well in shirt pockets, pants, reach into suits, not find. Strange, how could he have lost his beloved wallet.

Sit for a while to calm the mind. Viano recalled the last time he held his wallet.

A few seconds, he finally found out.

This morning, Viano opened his wallet, and before the meeting he left. That means the wallet should be on the table by now.

Viano looked around the table. Looking under, it might fall. Niente.

Started to panic, lest someone else come in and take his wallet.

Viano checked the room's CCTV.

"Fuckin' party!" Viano called his work name furious. He noticed the girl as if holding her purse lying on the table. Unfortunately, Nesta's position is on the back of CCTV. So, he couldn't see what Nesta was doing next.

Viano's blood is boiling. His crazy behavior can still be forgiven, but if you dare to steal do not expect him to forgive. Moreover, taking his thing that was full of memories and very valuable.

With a hunting breath, Viano picked up the phone. Pressing the connection to protect Ivan.

"Ivan, get Nesta into my room!"

Ivan, hearing the angry tone from Viano, was suspicious.

"Van, denger, right?" Viano snapped

"Denger, sir." Ogah, make Viano even more angry. "Well, I'm calling him now."

Ivan hung up on him, he obviously wouldn't dare to ask 'why' if Viano's tone had gone up an octave so.

About, this time Nesta made a problem what else?

Ah, never mind getting too involved with the boss's business.

Through a cell phone, Ivan contacted Nesta.

"Yes, Mr Ivan?" Nesta who had just sat in the pantry, was quite surprised Ivan called her.

"Nes, you've been told to Mr. Viano's room."

"Well, tumben?"

Ivan murmured. "I don't know, obviously, you're careful, yeah. Sounds like he's angry again."

Getting angry? What's wrong, until Viano has to be angry? Nesta asked herself.

"Yes, get you there. If you let go, I'm in trouble too."

"Good, sir."

Nesta rushed into Viano's room as soon as the call was cut off.

Throughout the steps, his heart was pounding. Despite trying to calm down, inwardly he was curious. Roughly, this time Viano would scold him for what?

(if you want to read first can go directly to K.B.M. a.pp yes, Bun)