BUDUBYNSITTERS

ILMUNE INYONG

A few days ago Bella's body was buried, I don't know where some people who claimed to be his family took his body for granted without any information to Dimas's side and the hospital hid information about Bella's family and finally I wasn't able to say anythingwhat because it does not have authority regarding my boss's household.

Many things were asked in my mind about their relationship but before I asked the first question I knew the answer so I just let it sink into my mind without a definitive answer.

Until today arrived exactly a week these two unnamed babies were in the hospital, with all the luxury and the best facilities they receive but unfortunately they never feel the direct touch of their biological family.

His father did not care at all about his two children and in the office he never asked me about the condition of his son.

In this week in the office I always chase him like a chick, I always asked for a suitable name for them but the result was that my boss would only inhabit but either possessed by the genie conggean from which the master Dimas the Duke's son instead of answering my question he gave me a stack instead work that is not part of the task to make me dizzy must do which first.

when he gave me the job he said

"do all that, from the task it may be" your question will be answered" he said indifferently while eating his breakfast with full pleasure.

"where is the inspiration crazy? all of this is written in numbers"

"okay you call them, a million or a billion is that okay?"

"took your tooth tooth tooth tooth tooth?"

"cih" instead of replying he even screeched as if so ridiculing.

"how hard is it to confess their flesh and blood to the devil?"

"interfering in your affairs as well as your domestic affairs is also my duty son of a bitch"

"i didn't ask for it, so go" he drove away with a flick of his hand

"..." I chose to be quiet and not to leave my place

"you're never satisfied with what you get?" I said back to see me.

"what did you give me?" my snapping.

without a sound, he took a scrapbook and a few piles of maps on his desk and he thrust it to me without warning first.

and it's a powerful way to keep my big mouth shut so that I don't mention harsh words asking him something that doesn't really matter.

I've returned to my desk with my wiggly head. How I don't get dizzy, just imagine I enter the room without manners and empty-handed but when I get out of the curse room my ladder will be full of files whether it's marketing, plan, plan, accountants, audit the year and the worst is the note bon the boss to office girls.

duhh buju buneng his life is rich enough to give me a gold card but to the office gilrs still still owed?. aghhhh I almost crazy made it.

dealing with rich people is not as easy as dealing with hungry beggars.

I can only resign this time, my fault is also that during the arrival of the child mbak martial suddenly I divert field duties to others, if I still work in the field, if I still work in the field, I'm sure how to relieve stress a lot but if in the office and still met with the source of the disease can be healthy, right?