Fancied Heavy Boss Bull, The Sick Asthma

Chapter 1 Accidentally Meeting The Boss

That morning, the streets were still empty when I went to work. Then lalang is still quiet. I'm Sensi Vera (24 years old) working at one of the top paper printing companies in my city.

PT. Kertassindo Gemilang, is the company where I worked four years ago until now, as an administrative staff.

Today my team leader, Kak Tari, told me to come early. I don't know why I don't understand. Rather than him nagging, it would be nice for me to follow my somewhat unkempt Leader's orders.

Because the situation is still quiet, I run my motor matic with above average speed. Vehicles are still rare. There are no meaningful barriers. But suddenly a shocking incident broke my focus.

"Guilt!"

The sound of my motorbike tire rubbing against the asphalt made the ears feel deaf when I stopped the speed of my motor.

"Huh .. huh .... " I set my breath on, vying with my impromptu brake whistle.

I panicked and felt stopped suddenly. Apparently in front, about three meters from the distance I stopped the motor, there was someone who deliberately waved a hand to stop me.

Surprised and a little surprised, I got off the bike and walked up to the guy. "*Who is it? Why**stopped me, evil isn't it? Ihhh*!" My heart wondered with curiosity and fear. When I was about a meter away, I was surprised. "Sir Frame!" peekiku did not expect. Apparently the one who stopped me was Mr. Rangka Boss where I worked.

"Sir Rangka, Father why?" I asked the 35-year-old man while researching the real situation. That handsome, fragrant grown man was like a tired man. The fragrance of perfume and handsome face like Lee Min Jo was instantly able to hypnotize me. I took a sip of the fragrance until it hit my nostrils.

"Hac hemmm." Suddenly I sneezed so coolly inhaling the perfume of the handsome man before me.

"You, to-help me, huh, huh, buy this to the nearest pharmacy, huh, huh, huh, hurry!" he said stammered and stupefied, his voice weak and his breath short fast, giving a shell like an inhaler medicine shell.

I who was still not focused spontaneously grabbed the medicine shell with his hand Mr. Rangka who was unconsciously interested.

"Ehhh, waduh .. sorry sir!" my words came to my senses while removing the delicate fingers of Mr. Rangka back to the owner. For a moment I was stunned by the delicate touch on his palm, which compared to me was much different.

I was silent for a moment, panicked and confused. Actually I want to take him to the nearest Hospital or clinic so that Mr. Rangka's pain can be treated.

"Sa-I ask for help, buy the inhaler to the nearest pharmacy. Hurry up, I'm not strong!" repeated weak with tightness and stinged breath.

"Good sir, I will do it. You wait, yes, you hold the pain, I'll look for the inhaler you mean," I said agreed with a situation that was no less panic.

I hurriedly approached my motorbike and turned it on. The motorbike also drove down the streets that are still empty, with speeds above average. The worry is so great in the chest, Mr. Rangka who is the owner of PT. Kertassindo Gemilang is indeed reported to have a disease. And I'm just sure, today saw Mr. Rangka in pain.

"Duhh, how is this? May Mr. Rangka be strong and in front there is a 24-hour pharmacy open," I hope. After 15 minutes down the street, I finally found a pharmacy that was open. It just so happens that the pharmacy is next to the clinic. Immediately I approached the pharmacy and immediately showed the inhaler packaging given by Mr. Rangka.

"Excuse me, ma'am, I'm looking for this" I pointed it at the bottle I was carrying.

"Ohhh, just a moment," he said as he moved. Not long ago Mom came up to me, showing me the same inhaler I gave her.

"Yes right, Ma'am, this is new packaging" he explained.

"Ohhh, is that right, Mom? Ask for the mineral water as well, yes, ma'am!" my door.

"Well, wait a minute, yeah!" the Pharmacist replied, Friendly.

Not long after that, Mom approached and gave me a bottle of mineral water. "How much?"

"Nineteen thousand," he said. I immediately gave the green money one sheet without waiting for change.

"Return, Ma'am!"

"No need, ma'am, thank you," I said and went to the motor that I immediately turned on.

Motor down the road earlier, to Pak Rangka is. I hope Mr. Rangka can survive until this drug can be taken. At high speed I run my bike. Just five minutes I finally reached where Mr. Rangka was waiting.

I immediately parked my bike on the side of the road, then went down and rushed to Pak Rangka who was now in the car with his legs dangling down. His position was very concerning, Mr. Rangka held his chest with unruly breath.

"Here sir, here's the inhaler," my sodor nervously put into Mr. Rangka's hands. Mr. Rangka grabbed the inhaler that I had opened the seal with a trembling hand. Seeing that I took the initiative to help hold the inhaler that has been held by Mr. Rangka.

Mr. Rangka accepted my help resignedly. At this time my distance with Mr. Rangka was so close, that the fragrance of the perfume immediately hit my nostrils.

"Srot, srot." The sound of an inhaler sprayed into Mr. Rangka's mouth. Apparently this is a type of spray inhaler, not a suction.

With our circumstances as close as this, my heart really can not be compromised, he even beats very fast. Automatically the sound of my heartbeat was heard by Mr. Rangka. Duhhhh. Not to mention the right scenery in front of the eyes, Mr. Rangka's face apparently from a close range is incredible looks without blemishes and blackheads or large pores. I really enjoyed the smooth handsome face that was not inferior to the Korean artist Le Min Jo. So that I unconsciously closed my eyes so fascinated by the good looks of Mr. Rangka's face.

"Why you?"

Suddenly the typical sound of Mr. Rangka sounded so clear and firm. It looks like Mr. Rangka has recovered from his shortness of breath earlier. Instantly I was shocked and aghast when Mr. Rangka woke me from the wild imagination of my charm for the good looks of Mr. Rangka's face.

"Eh, oh. i-this sir, I was enjoying the fresh air this morning. Besides still fresh, it seems very charming nature. Because it is still morning and not much pollution," I replied origin and nervous.

Simultaneously Mr. Rangka tried to scan my body from top to bottom, as if trying to remember something that was inside me.

"Do you work at PT. Kertassindo Gemilang?" Mr. Rangka suddenly asked with a shocked look on his face.

"L-yes, Sir!" my answer is short, too.

"Whose name are you?" ask again in a firm tone, not like before spraying the inhaler.

Figures:

Steel Frame (35)\= Company Owner Kertassindo Gemilang

Sensi Vera (24) \= Beautiful girl, young, baperan, single, and a little hilarious.

Iron Claws (34) \= Assistant the acute singles

Coral (28) \= Secretary Pak Rangka

Catly Steel \= Little girl boy Pak Rangka