Fancied Heavy Boss Bull, The Sick Asthma

Chapter 33 Latest Gossip

"What did you say, you want a honeymoon with me?" ask Mr. Rangka curious.

"Honeymoon? Who said sir? I just imagined I was on my honeymoon." Ahhh, ceplos again, ceplos again. Again my mouth is not controlled not to tell the truth. Embarrassed in front of the handsome man I admired, I was sheer.

Suddenly a sound similar to the sound of my W. A. ringtone rang, I was surprised and tried to find where the direction of the sound. "What are you looking for?"

"This, sir, the ringtone sounds similar to my WA ringtone. And it just so happened that my HP since this morning went missing somewhere?"

"You from early morning don't remember that your HP missed here?"

"Oh, yes, sir! Well, since I was looking oh apparently with the Father."

"From this time your boyfriend Krishna called me, did he not know that it was working hours?" grunts Mr. Rangka upset.

I grabbed my HP limply after Mr. Rangka spoke like that, his tone was angry and feeling jealous. When I want to lift up, Mr. Rangka's gaze whizzed as if implying annoyance. I finally let the WA call ring without being picked up.

Suddenly Mr. Rangka grabbed my HP and immediately grabbed it while lifting it up. But fortunately the call ended soon, probably because of the delay, so disconnected by Mas Krishna himself.

"Please, yes, don't let your boyfriend call during business hours. I don't like my office being whispered to by talk outside of work issues" Mr. Rangka's warning was firm and stressed. I nodded in understanding.

And again the sound of the Hpku ringing sounds. "Krisna Love, calling," said Mr. Rangka while prodding Hpku and then drove me out of his room.

"Take this HP, and if you want to date it would be nice for you to go straight home. In this office it is forbidden to date," said Mr. Rangka judes. I was amazed at it. Mr. Rangka threw me out firmly.

"But, sir, I'm not dating Mas Krishna, he just admires me. We haven't dated yet" I explained before leaving the room. With sadness I say.

I went back to my desk. Again Kak Tari is there and the female eagle eyes play with ferocity as if to prey. He slowly approached and gave me a map. I guess he's gonna have to tell me to finish it.

"It's over!" I looked at the map that was kept on my desk with a sad look. Sister Tari made a sound after I didn't respond to anything.

"Don't you hear me talking?" Slowly but judes very clear tone Kak Tari. I stand, this time I want to feel like I reply to question why Kak Tari is always cynical and judges continue to be the same as me, but the same others are fine. Especially with a guy employee, he is very sweet.

"Sorry Brother, I heard Kak Tari talking. I want to ask, why is Kak Tari always jutek and cynical when dealing with me?" I ask a little authoritative.

"As your name implies, you always make me sensi" the reason passed.

"Sister Dance, is that because of that? Hey Kak Tari, does Kak Tari not know the latest gossip about me?" Kak Tari immediately approached with a frown.

"It's not just that, brother. But there's something more exciting. The new rumor about me is that I am now pregnant with Mr. Rangka's child" I said with a smile.

"What, didn't you hear wrong? Fool is very gosipin himself, very proud like impregnated then the news spread itself," Kak Tari murmured.

"Banget Sis," I replied with a smile. Sis Tari was wide-eyed, sukur-sukur gossip is spread with him, upset deh long ago oppressed only. Better to bully yourself, want to know how the results.

"Crazy you" he grunted as he passed. I smiled wryly, then went back to the table and immediately fulfilled my obligations as an employee doing my duty back.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, I immediately packed the table and attached my bag of sandals. Without further ado to anyone including Rima, I walked out of my room to the stairs and down. I heard my name being called, but I didn't care, the most important thing now is that I go home quickly. It seems like my consciousness is normal, I feel cape with overtime continue, especially Mr. Rangka so the boss is usually just angry only.

Arriving at the parking lot, I immediately pulled out the motor from the parking area and then hho and out of the office gate. Arriving at the gate, for a moment I said hello first with Mr. Umar Securiti. "Sir Umar, I'm home!"

"Be careful Neng," replied Mr. Umar as he waved his hand.

The motor drove on the streets that began to be crowded, road users who began to be crowded because simultaneously out of their respective offices. Finally at exactly half-five I reached home with a tired sweat that was running all over my body.

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Tomorrow, the morning before, the sound of chicken crowing began to earthy, the dawn began to show its brilliance from the eastern horizon. A thin whitening light spray dazzles the view. For a moment I enjoyed the natural beauty of God's creation. So beautiful and delicious this morning accompanied by a cup of favorite latte coffee.

"Teh, how not ready to work, is Teteh a holiday?" ask Aloe Vera, my sister, who's getting ready to heat up her bike for college.

"Teeth comfort themselves. Too cramped Al work. Sometimes santuy and enjoy the beauty of the morning, do not work only endless," said I while sitting leaning on the wall fence that is only waist high. It was like Pangandaran beach.

"Not when you're Tea, like a big boss sitting leaning on the beach," joked Aloe imitating the Batak dialect Bang Poltak as the Poltak.

"Have you gone Al, it's day, like old man you'll have bad luck, get angry you're the same Lecturer," I joked along using Bang Poltak's accent. Aloe laughed at my Batak dialect which he thought was funny.

"Hahahhaha, Teteh if you can not talk Batak, you should mingkem from the incoming laler," mocked Aloe while turning on the motorbike and waving goodbye as the motor maticnya drove slowly out of the yard.

"Sruputttt, ahhhh." I was so enjoying my latte coffee this morning casually as I imagined what would happen in the office without my presence.

"Let's know the taste of Mr. Rangka without me, that's the result of being angry because of blind jealousy. Girlfriend is not, cheating is not, the wife is more, but exorbitant jealousy," I grumbled a little annoyed.

"If Kak Tari to convey the false gossip, the address of the office will be boisterous," I said happily accompanied by a smile.

"Hello, Assalamualaikum! Ma'am today I do not enter, I am a little less well," I reported by phone to Ms Mala HRD, after remembering that I had not asked permission to the HRD.