CHASING THE LOVE OF LYVIA

Chapters. 2 At Work

 

Brrraaaack.....!

 

I heard something fall in front. Someone immediately ran towards the source of the sound.

 

"Mrs Lyvia...tumben brought a motor ?" ask a man who is much older than Lyvia.

 

Helping to retrieve the helmet that had fallen. He noticed the woman in front of him who was still busy with herself.

Her appearance is a little crumpled today. His face was not as bright as usual. Not even a single smile adorned his lips, but like anything he still looked smart.

 

"Sorry sir, I'm late, he wants to ride a motorcycle. Eeeee." Gerrutu himself.

 

It sounded like Mr. Hari chuckling at Lyvia who looks tangled but still smart.

°Pak Days

One of the employees at the dealership who served as SPF. He is no longer young. His eldest son was already sitting on the bench of SMU, but he was good at sales.

He used to be just a broker helping with the sale of his units. The longer the potential sales are getting better, then Lyvia offers to join her team as SPF.

With her heart still upset, Lyvia headed straight for the second floor. Where the meeting room is. All staff are ready to wait for his arrival. Starting from administrative staff, promotions to marketing are present.

 

"Assalamu'alaikum, sorry I'm late" he said a little indifferently.

"Please Mr. Hari, start the meeting."

 

He continued to invite Mr. Hari to lead the meeting this morning. While putting his butt in the chair, he looked for the right location to be comfortable.

It was not concentrated Lyvia heard the words of Mr. Hari.

His heart is still in a dick with the attitude of the police jutek earlier. He was also astonished, who exactly was he ? Because it looks like he just met this time.

And strangely again, usually every time there is a raid, Lyvia is asked to pass by. Especially if it is not because the face of Lyvia is no stranger to the Polres & Samsat.

But this time it was different, he felt like a wet-caught maling. No one knew her, even those who knew Lyvia felt like they didn't know her.

 

"Something to add, Miss Lyvia ?" Ask Mr. Hari when he finishes his order.

 

Lyvia was still in her daydream, waking up when Mr. Hari repeated his question.

"Mrs Lyvia, is there anything to add?"

 

"Ohh, sir, our discussion today about promotion.I ask each team to submit your exact style how to get a goal according to the target and the specified time"

 

Those who heard only looked at each other and gave the sign code did not understand what his superior said.

 

"Hasn't those words already been spoken by Mr Hari ?"

''Means Miss Lyvia is no longer consent ?"

''What from earlier Bu Lyvia did not hear what Mr Hari said ?''

 

(Whispers all the employees in the room.)

Mr. Hari himself was also astonished.

What happened to Lyvia.

A Lyvia who usually swiftly solved all the problems of her employees if they got into trouble with the police, but today she is more upset just because of the raids.

 

"We break first yes..which is clearly this event we will do another two months." He said affirm

 

"I hope you guys stay excited, as much as possible to reach the target and I will give an additional bonus for being able to exceed the target in this month."

 

 

The impact again before closing the meeting today.

Yyeeeeeeeee... zeal...!

At the same time they are excited.each of them forms a team that has a slogan and a telling formula to conquer the field.

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"Two weeks will have to follow the trial and I myself will have to take..hhhhuuhhhhhhh" Dengusya.

 

 

There's no way Lyvia's asking anyone for help. Put where his face is.

Must be a laughingstock. He is an orderly and disciplined person. How to get razzia.

Tok tok....

 

"Get in." I heard someone open the door. Mr. Hari came in and asked permission to say something.

"Please sir, what's wrong ?"

 

"Regarding our event next month, have you obtained permission from the police ?" Mr. Hari said beginning their conversation.

 

 

'Yes, the plan is indeed today I will go to convey permission, but today my mood is less good.'

 

"Not yet sir, but I have prepared a license application complete with others that must be attached." Answer Lyvia

 

"Or maybe Mr. Hari could represent me to deliver ?"

 

 

Lyvia asked, because it felt lazy to get out of this seat.

 

"Today I want to go to the local village office, to apply for a field use permit. I have a customer that I have to visit."

 

The answer, signifying not being able to respond to my request. Because the direction is opposite. After all, for security clearance matters, he must handle himself.

 

"All right, let me walk tomorrow."

 

His comments are still busy signing the proposal presented by Mr. Hari.

 

"I'll excuse you, ma'am." He stood up while standing from his seat.

"Yes, please sir, be careful on the road."

 

He stretched his back on the back of this chair. He lyrics clock shows twelve o'clock past fifteen minutes.. It's not time for ISOMA. One hour he used his rest time well. And back to fighting with the files on his desk.

Time seems to pass quickly. The feeling he had not been sitting in his study for long, but the sun had barely revealed its light.

One by one, the occupants of this office returned home. So did Lyvia, she packed up to go home soon.

His iron horse walked slowly, intentionally doing to enjoy the afternoon air.

"Who is he, the feeling of that person follows me." whispered Lyvia inwardly anxious, occasionally she glanced at her rearview.

To avoid something that is not desirable, via diverting the speed of the motor to a supermarket. I don't know what he's going to buy. He took some snacks for his snacks at home. His eyes were out.

 

"Where is the person who followed me earlier.cepet very lost ? just like the devil." - his own grunts.

 

Feeling safe, he immediately came out to continue his journey. Lyvia looked for a more crowded way to get to her house.

A whole new age this time Lyvia followed people. He also reminded me that he had no enemies.

'Guess who he is ? and what does it want ? why follow me ?' Thought in the heart.

 

"Alhamdulillah, finally at home." Mumbled. He standardised his bike in the garage and immediately locked it from the inside.

 

Still curious, he again peeked at the situation outside from behind the living room curtains. The road looks deserted, there are no traffic vehicles there. Only a meatball heard peddling his wares. Lyvia let out a long sigh before finally turning towards her room.

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