Fancied Heavy Boss Bull, The Sick Asthma

Chapter 13 Caught Lying

"I will be going to Kalimantan in the afternoon. You're doing a good job here. Do not want to be scolded Dance continues, improve your performance and work performance!" the message was attentive.

"Yes, sir, thank you. You also carefully travel, hopefully safe and smooth," I said.

"Am I out, sir?" ask me to doubt because the map I gave was taken Mr. Claw. And Mr. Rangka doesn't seem to need me anymore.

"Yes, go." After Mr. Rangka said that, I immediately got up and intended to get out immediately.

"Don't forget the shortness of breath medication, sir. Have a nice trip." After saying that I immediately left the room Mr. Rangka did not forget to say excuse me.

I came out of Mr. Rangka's room carrying a slightly wounded heart. I don't know why I feel so sad today. My ceplos slippery attitude suddenly disappeared replaced by sensitivity and feeling hurt. Usually every sister of Dance nagged, I always faced her innocently and slippery ceplos just grumbled in the heart just not to the point of heartache like now.

I want God to restore my lethargic attitude so that I do not feel as hurt and irritable as today. Mr. Rangka's attitude is also different today, he was like angry and indifferent to me. Not fierce but warm kayaking when we are overtime. Today Mr. Rangka turned cynical and like pissed at me. And it makes my heart hurt.

Before I got down and arrived at my room, I stopped by the guest toilet on the third floor. The toilet is almost always clean, making me feel at home inside. Before I knew Mr. Rangka, Kak Tari Leader was fierce and my bring was always hiring me like an OB. I'm sometimes told to put rolled-up tissue in the guest toilet. The reason I was always neat in putting roll tissue, whereas Rando the OB actually he was better at per OBan.

The smell of the guest toilet on the 3rd floor was already smelled, I enjoyed the aroma that immediately dipped into my nostrils. I'm going to the ladies' room. And this is where the sadness and tightness in my chest for Kak Tari's treatment and the cynical attitude of Pak Rangka slowly disappeared. It could be that the aroma of therapy released from the candles and fragrances of this room makes all my sadness disappear.

For a moment I looked at the face in the mirror. It still looks powdery and not dull. So I don't need to touch up my cheeks and lips anymore. I just simply added the Vive brand wig under my eyes, at first glance I resembled a young Shandy Aulia, who was still innocent and glowing. I smiled admiring myself.

This guest toilet is clean and luxurious, there is a bath tub too. For a moment I thought, "will Mr. Rangka's special guests always take a shower after an audit, meeting, or even cooperation meeting?" That question is now lodged in my brain. But not for how long I was not dizzy with the question, the proof was that I suddenly felt sleepy after seeing the bath tub clean and fragrant.

As soon as I go to the toilet door, lock the door so that no one else can enter even Rando the OB will not be able to enter if I lock it. I slowly stepped my foot into the bath tub. I sit down selonjoran, ahhh feels cool and feels like a rich man. The shadow of a rich man swirled in my head. With a smile I look happy in that shadow.

Instantly forget first my purpose to return to my room. I feel like I want ngadem here rather than having to overheat in my own room because Kak Tari is never satisfied in every job I do.

"Let's just say, Sister Tari most thought I was in the room of Mr. Rangka," I relaxed with a happy smile.

Without feeling the drowsiness appeared, at that time my goal was unconscious because of sleep so sleepy. I fell asleep in a bath tub with a sampir bag as my pillow. The aroma of therapy makes my sleep in addition to sound, and calm, also comfortable.

Two hours later, what happened in my room? I don't know either. What was clear was that when I woke up the clock in my hand was already showing at three in the afternoon. "Astaghfiullah!" my group was very surprised.

I casually got up from the bath tub and walked towards the glass toilet. I saw my face wake up. I washed my face, then re-polished it with thin skincare and my flagship cushion powder. Perfect, my face back fresh and not out to work.

I immediately came out of the lavish and fragrant guest toilet, then returned leisurely walking down the stairs to the third floor of my room.

Arriving there, it seems like something happened. My desk was surrounded by several people including Kak Tari. Duhhh what's wrong? But I have to stay relaxed because I have a reasonable reason.

Just now I arrived, at that moment Kak Tari turned to me and barked like a hungry wolf. "Sensi, from wherever you are, for almost two hours you don't go back to your desk. Start brave undisciplined, huh?" he was firm with his muscular eyes that were about to come out.

"Lho, I'm from Mr. Rangka's room. After my break I went straight there and did another task there. So, for two hours I was there dong," I replied casually without fear.

Sis Tari smiled cynically at me, and strangely the others also laughed at me. I am still relaxed because I do not feel guilty. "In your skeleton sir's room? What joke are you saying? Just so you know half an hour ago Mr. Rangka came here looking for you," said Kak Tari made me wide in disbelief.

"Huhhhh, it's melting, nothing's right work, this is even unclear wandering, use lying everything out of Mr. Rangka's room. Now caught lying," said Kak Tari again as he walked to and fro from the end of my desk to the other end of the table.

I was silent about what I wanted to do, embarrassed there, sad there, there was also a sprain. Into my own stupidity. Suddenly when I felt depressed, Mr. Rangka came and approached my desk to stop the commotion on my desk due to the loud voice of Kak Tari.

The arrival of Mr. Rangka makes me feel like I just want to disappear from this office. This time I was caught lying by Mr. Rangka. "Duhhh Gustii Nu Agung, ni kieu-kieu teuing the fate of tea," (duhhh Gustiii The Great, how very fate). The feeling of regret and shame now enveloped. Like there is no face.

"You all go to each other's tables. Do your work, do not interfere in the affairs of other employees," joked Mr. Rangka evict the crowd at Sensi's desk. One by one my roommates included Tari back at each other's desk.

"Tari go to your desk, let him be my business." Mr. Rangka kicked Kak Tari off my desk. Sis Tari who dutifully and away from my desk.

"Bring all these maps into my room. You work in my room!" it's something I can't argue with. I immediately cleaned up my desk which was filled with new maps that made me feel stressed.

I followed Mr. Rangka and returned to his room. The question is, "what did Mr. Rangka come to my desk for, and then was the plan to Kalimanannya canceled?"