Buttered

Chapter 19

At half-time, all of Sarah's co-workers finished the report they printed to return in handwritten copy by Sarah. Here are all the diagrams Tano drew.

Sicily, whose cell phone rang since the princess was fussy at home, could only ask her husband to accompany the child because he was overtime and this work could not be delayed.

Employees whose homes are far away, and also worried that there are no taxis online at night until their area is invited to go home first. Sicily also asked Rahayu to buy dinner for the overtime tonight.

Seeing everyone whose face was tired and stressed, especially Sicilian phones since five in the afternoon always rang making Sarah feel bad for others. Because he knew, Tristan deliberately gave this unreasonable order to avenge the slap he gave Tristan during their first meeting.

"Mom, guys. I just copy it, I'll do it quickly. You guys just go home. I'm sure in half an hour all this will be over!" said Sarah who was sure that soon everything would be finished. Because of a single 4 more documents that he had to copy by handwriting.

Although the others did not want to leave Sarah, but because the child continued to cry looking for Sicily. Finally, Sicily decided to go home. She also believes that Sarah will finish all her work soon.

The others were also the same, they were confident that they could copy the task in a timely manner. Only Tano doesn't want to go home.

After the others left, Tano sat down next to Sarah's desk. The usual place in Arumi.

"You're not coming home?" sarah asked Tano with a glance and then returned to her unfinished work.

"My house is close from here, no one is waiting for me at home like the Sicilian Miss. I think it's better that I accompany you here, so that you don't feel alone!" tano replied diplomatically.

Sarah chuckled softly. Tano rarely spoke. Talking to Sarah in such a long sentence makes Sarah very entertained.

"Well, you can listen to music if you're bored!" said Sarah.

"All right!" tano Sahut.

The man, whose age just entered the head three weeks ago, grabbed a handset from his briefcase and listened to music from his phone.

Meanwhile after dinner with Richard, Tristan returned to the office. Wanting to know if Sarah was done with her report or not, Tristan walked into the finance division. He was walking very fast, Tristan was so fast. Because his legs are long and straight. Perhaps only Richard, a personal assistant could match Tristan's move.

Once in front of the finance division room, Tristan stopped his steps to see the room lights were still bright while the other room lights were out.

"Richard, tell the operator. Extinguish the finance division lights, waste of power!" tristan's orders instantly left Richard scratching his head.

"But young master, didn't the young master order miss Sarah to finish...!"

Richard had not finished speaking. Tristan looked back without turning. Tristan's glances were so sharp. Even sharper than razor.

"Who's your boss?" ask Tristan cuek.

Richard swallowed his saliva with great difficulty before replying.

"You young master!" richard replied in a frightened voice.

"Then do my command. Tomorrow, I don't want to see that woman in this company!" tristan to Richard.

"Ta. Big master...!"

"Why with dad?" tristan asked Richard after he turned to face Richard.

"Great master likes Miss Sarah, said Mr. Samsudin Miss Sarah should not be fired from this company!" obviously Richard's afraid his boss is firing Sarah tonight, too.

"Whatchu mean? why can't I fire that strange woman?" tristan asked annoyed.

"Said Mr. Samsudin, Miss Sarah has saved Mr. Kevin who almost drowned on the beach!" richard again.

Tristan immediately raised his chin, and looked to harden his jaw. He looked back at Sarah who was seriously working on the report accompanied by a man listening to music beside her.

"So so, all right. If he can't be fired, that means if he resigns, right?" ask Tristan who Richard can't answer.

"Alright, go to the operator's room and match the finance division's room lights now!" tristan exclaimed and left the room to his room.

Richard directly patted his own forehead in annoyance.

"Oh, this young master. Ck. I'm sorry Miss Sarah. I'll get you a battery later!" said Richard who immediately went to the operator's room to carry out Tristan's orders.

Richard did ask the operator to put out the electricity in the finance division room. But he also borrowed a battery, or a large flashlight belonging to the security guard who was then brought to the room of the financial division which must have been dark now.

"Huh, the lights are off!" the surprised Sarah's cry suddenly the lights in the room went out.

"Ck. I check first!" said Tano who immediately used his cell phone flashlight to check the light switch in the room.

After checking a few light switches, and looking out the window. Tano concluded that the lights in the room were deliberately extinguished. The problem is that another building near the company is bright.

"It seems to be deliberately turned off. I'm never overtime, is this hour the office lights are out?" tano asked Sarah who often went overtime.

"I don't know, I only went overtime until 7, never this half. My phone's lowbat, how's this?" ask Sarah who is getting upset and frustrated.

Tano then approached Sarah.

"I'll light up your writing with a flashlight on my phone!" he then pointed a beam of light from his phone towards Sarah's work.

"Thank you very much!" sarah answered and returned to her work.

But the light that is not too bright makes Sarah's eyes become very tired. The writing speed is decreasing.

"Are you okay?" ask Rano worried.

"Yes, I'm fine!" sarah answered quickly so that Tano would not be anxious.

Though Sarah's eyes really very tired, and her head is also very dizzy because of the minimal light from Tano's phone.

Suddenly Sarah and Tano were seriously looking towards the door because of the sound of footsteps so fast.

"What's that?" ask Sarah who is beginning to get scared.

"Relax Sarah, I've never heard a horror story about this office. After all set4n there can't be any footsteps, they're flying right?" tanya Tano who makes the book I sit Sarah even goosebumps.

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