CEO Galak Vs Girl Bar-bar

Chapters 11. I'm more amazed at Marzi

Not only did Marzi give Carissa a drink, but he also helped Carissa with her work.

"Sister Marzi thank you very much, when I pay you later I will treat you to lunch!" said Carissa who was again excited about doing her job.

Marzi just smiled at Carissa's behavior which was very innocent and what it was. Come to think of it again. This is only the first day Carissa works, not payday it takes 1 month, aka 4 weeks, aka 30 days. It was still a long way off, but Carissa had already promised Marzi a luncheon.

"You're really trying really hard huh, if it's another girl maybe they'll give up. I saw you stick the plaster on your leg, did your leg hurt?" ask Marzi who happened to accidentally see the plaster on the top of the heel of Carissa's foot.

'How not to try, if I give up. I'll be scribbled from the family card. I'll be poor in one night. My father is not the father of those who can be persuaded. My father, if he says A, until the red sea changes color, he won't change his mind!' inner Carissa.

And about the heel she put on the plaster. It was injured, his legs were blistered because he continued to walk to and fro whereas usually he rarely used high heels. He usually wears sneakers or casual shoes.

"This, yes, was a scuff. But it's okay. Brother, it's night. Doesn't Marzi want to go home? I'm fine, stay a little longer too!" carissa said Marzi had to come home late because helping with her work on Marzi's job was done.

"It's okay. I thought I'd take you home too!" Marzi.

'Oh my goodness, Marzi is so good!' inner Carissa was completely amazed at Marzi's kind, mature and considerate figure.

Meanwhile at Carissa's house, Siska has been pacing around the door waiting for her youngest return.

Siska had even seen the watch on her wrist many times. Even when Erlangga invited him to dinner Siska also told Erlangga to eat first. For more than 30 years of their marriage. That never happened, Siska would always accompany Erlangga to dinner. Even if Siska had eaten dinner first because her husband was overtime, after her husband returned home she would have sat next to her husband when he had dinner.

"Mah..!" erlangga said objecting to Siska's reply.

"What's? didn't papa tell Icha to work, now what time is it? no, the first day's work is overtime! and again this is the first time our son has worked. Cook at this hour not home yet?" siska asked who was actually a little upset in her heart to her husband.

Initially Siska did agree with Erlangga's plan to make his son independent and not waste money for free. But if this way Siska also became sorry for the youngest child.

"And we have contacted his office, he said that today the intern secretary was asked for overtime by the CEO because he had a lot of work to do and set a schedule to quickly adapt. We should be proud of the usually spoiled Icha not contacting us for complaining of fatigue!" erlangga explained to his wife.

After hearing the explanation from her husband, Siska finally fell silent and thought for a moment.

She said what her husband said was true. Icha didn't contact her at all meaning she didn't want to complain at her job. That is, the good thing is that it is really serious and tries to work well.

And what her husband said was true that he should be proud of his son. The child who usually continues to whine if given less money than he wants, is currently trying hard to work so that the facilities previously to be taken back by his father are returned to him.

"Let's eat, after dinner. You'll have the energy to go back and forth at the door like that again!" erlangga said, he immediately turned around and stepped his feet towards the dining room.

While Siska who knew her husband's character like that could only sigh long. How else, her husband had a principle as hard as steel. If you say stand, don't expect others to sit.

Siska followed her husband's steps, but sometimes she kept looking back hoping that her daughter would come home soon.

"Thank you again Marzi, if not helped by you maybe at 10:00 pm I have not left this table!" carissa said honestly.

Marzi smiled back.

"Are you hungry? how about we have dinner before we go home?" ask Marzi.

"Ah, no no. I didn't bring any more money, I knew Marzi's brother would treat me. But this is not true, I should have bought Marzi's brother for helping me. Don't buy me before I buy Marzi, okay!" carissa.

"Then I can just take you home, right?" ask Marzi again.

"Well if it's possible!" sahut Carissa was quick and made Marzi smile again.

They both walked to the basement. Carissa was quite surprised by Marzi's car. The car was very ordinary, the price was under a hundred million. But actually what makes Carissa wonder is not the price of the car. But Marzi's salary. Isn't he an outstanding CEO secretary said Raya. The company is also large, should Marzi's salary is not less than 10 to 15 million a month. Why is the car so ordinary.

"Em.. Marzi, is our boss stingy?" ask Carissa when they've started leaving the company.

Marzi was quite surprised by Carissa's question.

"So, ask that?" ask Marzi.

"Actually Marzi's salary according to the city's minimum wage is not?" ask Carissa again.

And after that question came out of Carissa's mouth. Marzi finally understood that the question was actually related to the car he was driving.

"Oh sure your question about this car huh? our salary is in line with the regional minimum wage, I just love this car. This is the first car I bought from my own hard work, this car I bought when I was in college!" Marzi.

"Well, that's cool. Marzi has been independent since college. I think our boss is stingy!" carissa.

"Not Carissa, our boss is actually good!" Marzi.

"Huh, well where's it from? From top, bottom, right, left. He's a bitch!" carissa said frankly.

Marzi could only chuckle softly, he thought it was natural that Carissa was upset. Because Marzi also saw Carissa kept on being worked by the King all day. While the new King will lie on the bed just keep sneezing.

"Paulse... Hattcuh...! what is this!" lament King.

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