Dr. Ani And Family's

veil

mr. dirman sighed. I don't know if he should be happy or if he should be sad. If Zainal had understood his responsibility, the burden would not have changed hands immediately, which means he would step down or the most fatal would have been retired because he was almost 55 years old.

hiks..why his heart so melow like a virgin child who wants to be left by his lover go far to work. His heart is not willing to be left behind but if it does not work to eat what? dih.

"sir dirman!!

sir!!

mr dirman!!" Zainal waved his hand in front of Sudirman's face. But it looks like Mr. Dirman is upset to the point of not realizing Zainal's call.

"Ehm..ehm..ahem...ehem...!!"

"E.eh i.iya sir!" mr. Darman was misbehaved when he realized his boss' son had asked him to speak, maybe earlier.

"Sir Derman, how about a health check is held every 4 months? Will it hurt the company?"

"wah.pardon mr. zein, if one year 3 times will obviously cost a lot. although not to the detriment of the company but a lot of money we can use for the promotion and procurement of new goods".

"please send the documents to my desk, sir. Employee health costs and financial info these two years". Zainal said so as he stroked his beard which had been overgrown with fine hair. Just a week ago, he shaved it off.

"Well, I'll be ready soon!"

"thank you, dirman!" zainal said as he passed out.

"sama-sama zein sir!" dirman said as he stood up.

before closing the door Zainal remembered something and said to the Sudirman sir, "please ask someone to deliver it so as not to arouse suspicion sir!"

"Good sir!" replied Mr. Dirman still in a standing position staring at the departure of zainal.

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Zainal walked down the second floor while looking in various directions. He stopped at the guardrail and looked at the first floor.

There are various activities there. Starting from the workers, pennyewa stands, sales and consumers tumpek blek because this is Saturday. Frequent activities that occur every weekend.

Like there's a sweet chick magnet looking up to the top floor, right towards the zainal. Zainal who was like a clothesline burglar who was caught reflexively smiled at the girl.

Beyond the suspicion of zainal, the girl smiled back at him.

Zainal also held his chest that was pounding because he was happy while continuing to sing his best smile. Duu.h brother's heart so melted kan neng ..

long enough they looked at it, until the queue in front of the blue hooded girl completed the payment and it was her turn to go forward and count the groceries in her basket.

"Sir zein, excuse me". the voice beside him made zain startled and turned towards him.

Laila thrust the dossier and ballpoint pen to her superior and then turned her head downstairs.

His chest was burning with jealousy when he saw the beautiful girl in the hood in front of the cashier who was staring at him, looking for Zainal's whereabouts exactly. Her lips instantly advanced mletat mletot as the blue-hooded girl smiled at him.

What a sweet smile, his grumbling heart did not accept. Is that the dream girl Mr Zainal? His heart was like slicing

After reading the file proffered to him, Zainal signed it and then returned it to Laila .

... lala....!!

"e.eh iy yes sir".

" this..you know what the hell?" Zainal returned the files he had signed while bending his head down. He didn't get what he was looking for

"nglamunin father,. hehe..."

"weird.I'm in front of you why are you nglamunin me anyway. His name daydreams that y his mind flew kesono noh.." said zainal sewot as he pointed towards the clouds visible from the position they were standing.

"That means meeting the dead, sir?"

" au ah. dizzy talking to you la. not connect" said Zainal as he passed from the front of laila.

Laila clenched her teeth, furious at her boss. Long time ago also the same Zainal. whereas if from far away it makes his heart stubbornly not koruan but if you've been talking it y, really nylekit know anyway..

"Huuf is good" said Laila as she passed to continue her work.