End of Love Shira

The Boss

The night is getting late, the rain accompanied by the wind never stops. In front of the office Shira is still busy with her ojek application. It was like wanting to cry, because several times he ordered an ojek, the driver was not found. Perhaps because of the heavy rain, online drivers turned off the app. He looks so restless. And he just realized he had not told his mother. Without thinking for a long time he immediately called his father.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

"Va'alaikumsalam, Shira. Where are you, son?" His mother answered from the end of the phone.

"Still in mom's office, it's still waiting for ojek, you don't have to worry."

"Did you pick me up?"

"Don't ma'am, it's just the ojek's coming too"

"Yes, my heart is my son."

"Yes ma'am, wassalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam Nak."

Every now and then Shira looked at the watch in her hand, it was already 20:30.

"Oh Allah, when the rain will stop" murmured Shira.

"Sir, wait for an invitation...?" greet the man who just came out.

"Yes, wait for ojek."

"Oohs...Ma'am in what division?"

"The financial division."

"Then we're home at this hour?"

"Yes mas, yesterday had not entered a few days so somewhat the work hard" Shira cengengesan.

"Mas himself in what division?"

"Marketing. Whose name is mbak? I'm Lucki" The man reached out his hand to get her acquainted.

"I'm Shira mas." Shira also held it. But Shira's hands were not released. He also forced his hand.

Tiiiiiii.... Ansel who watched from a distance from the car arrived at them and honked his car horn... He opens the window and tells Shira to get into his car.

"Shira's....Coming in!!" Shouted Ansel.

"Eh, Iiiya sir.." Because it was late at night and the rain never stopped Shira was forced to approach Ansel's car and enter in the back seat.

"Moving ahead!"

With a limp Shira moved to sit in front. Then Ansel started running his car.

"It's late, why is it still there?" With a loud tone Ansel asked.

"No ojek sir." Shira replied weakly.

"Wear the jacket." Ansel thrust out his jacket, because he saw Shira as cold.

"No sir, thank you" Shira refused. Ansel pulled over his car and stopped.

"Wear the jacket or the car won't run." snapped Ansel.

"Yes sir." Shira immediately put on her jacket. And the car started to run back.

"Sorry sir, isn't anyone angry?" shira asked doubtfully.

"Who would be angry?"

"Father wife. I'm afraid sir." Shira still remembers what happened at the party that night.

"hmmm" is the only answer he can get.

"Well sir, where is this going? My house is headed straight." Shira was puzzled, she turned her head behind the wobble.

"Bad, where are you going?" He asked back. The car arrived at the restaurant and stopped.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? now come down, we'll eat first."

With a lazy face, Shira gets out of the car and follows her boss.

"Good night, Mr and Mrs. Welcome to our restaurant. There's something I can help you with." Politely the waiter greeted them.

"Yes, I want dinner for two."

"Okay sir, please follow me" This servant found an empty seat for the two of them.

"Please sit down Mr and Madam."

"Thank you. Can I see the menu list?"

"This is Mr. list of his menus."

"I ordered corn chowder and avocado juice"

"I'm like a father."

"Well, so two corn chowder and two avocado juice . Please wait for Mr. Madam, we will prepare the order soon." Then the waiter passed. Shira still could not say a word.

"What's wrong with you?" Ansel started the conversation.

"It's okay sir, just say the former."

"Tomorrow I'll find a cure for scar removal."

"Don't sir, it's gone tomorrow as well."

"Let's lose it fast, so there's no need to cover it up again."

"Excuse me, here's Mr and Mrs." The waiter cuts off the conversation between the two of them and serves up the menu they ordered.

"Finish your meal, after this I'll drive you home"

Shira just nodded. He started to fret because the night was getting late. His mother's father may have started to worry about waiting for his return.

"Why?" Ask Ansel sir.

"Why not sir, just...."

"I called your mother when I came home a little late and I'd take you home, and your mother was grateful."

"Seriously sir?" Shira looks excited until she unconsciously grasps Ansel's hand. Ansel just nodded and smiled.

Upzzz....Shira. "Sorry sir, not intentionally..." He then released his hand, rubbing the hand he held like cleaning dust.

"It's a very delicate hand ..hehehe ..makhlum lah, has never held the laundry, son of the sultan so.." Shira's mind while grinning.

"Why do you hear that?"

"Hehehe..what's up, sir, my kayak's hand is ironed out..." Shira again giggles.

"Basic freak..." Mr. Ansel is the head of the Shira.

"Eh, my father has never been my noyor, sir, my father even dared my noyor"

"You again...?"

Shira just a ringing bell. His humor has returned, after knowing his mother's father will not worry if he comes home late.

"You want to eat it?"

"Can sir? wrapped for one RT yes sir..."

"May..message only..but pay for it yourself!"

"hmmm...."

"Udah Ra ate it?"

"Udah sir."

"OKs. Then we go home now." Not to forget Ansel asked for a bill and paid for it. Then they get back in the car. Their journey was still accompanied by heavy rain.

"Tomorrow, you have a show?" Tomorrow is the weekend. Holidays ....

"There sir, why? Want to tell me overtime?"

"Where to?"

"Well, sir, young man, want to refresh the brain, work continues to need this picnic sir."

"There was a meeting .." Ansel's tease.

"Who sir?"

"Rama."

Twii.... Shira immediately searched for a cell phone in her bag. Since his return, he has not opened a message. His fingers just surfed on his cell phone screen. Ansel just shook his head at Shira's behavior.

"iiiiih ... Did you deliberately open the message?" Shira immediately scrunched her forehead, and glared at the man next to her.

"Question is the same as children's chat today.hahaha...."

"Cih..it is not curious father but kepo..."

"Where do you live?"

"Which cowboy sir?"

"How many boys are you?"

"How many names, sir? hehehe."

"The rama is not my guy sir .. exactly ex."

"Oohhh.so never also take care of the soul mate..."

"Father what the hell..."

Their conversation was stopped because the car had stopped in Shira's yard.

His mother and father were waiting for their arrival. Shira's mother immediately approached the car carrying an umbrella welcoming her son.

"Thank you sir, it's been a long way from me. When is it again sir, tonight sir." Boro Boro was told to stop by for coffee even this digelunjak...

"I'm saying yes, ma'am, Assalamu'alaikum."

"Italian...".

Ansel only honked and lowered his head when he said goodbye to Mr. Beni.

"Shira, why are you coming home at this hour?"

"There's no ojek ma'am, probably because of the rain with the wind, so no one dares to pull."

"So, you're not sleeping?" Sapa Shira who saw his father's fierce face.

"Yet, I'm waiting for you. Why didn't you just ask to pick me up with you?"

"Shira can't bear sir, the rain is like that.fear father why-why."

"Yes, take the boss's car...The heat is not hot, the rain is not raining.!"

"Please, tomorrow Shira buyin mr.hehehe..."