Fancied Heavy Boss Bull, The Sick Asthma

Fancied Heavy Boss Bull, The Sick Asthma
Chapter 7 My Fear



"Sensi, this map you finished today!" sodor Pak Rangka towards me. I guess my hunch is right. The maps that Miss Coral gave to Mr. Rangka earlier must have been given to me. Suddenly my heart was upset and sad to be one, but I wanted to go home like the others. Although I have to be in a room with Mr. Rangka who is handsome and fragrant, but I still feel awkward, especially if Mr. Rangka has shown his firm attitude, he said, that killer impression completely outgrew his aura.



For a moment I was thinking about those stacked maps. It should be the work of Mbak Koral as his Secretary Pak Rangka, but why is it bestowed on me who said Kak Tari job I melt? Want to protest but not dare, it would be nice to ask directly to Miss Coral, so be clear. Before Ms. Coral left the room Mr. Rangka, I hurriedly asked permission to go to the toilet on the grounds of wanting to perform Asar prayers.



"The Asaranya prayer can be in my room," said Mr. Rangka.


"Good, Sir. But, let me out for a moment," I said hoping Mr. Rangka did not refuse. Mr. Rangka looked at my face which at that time happened to be staring at him too, with as fast as lightning my face that was embarrassed I directly diverted, it was not durable to stare at the handsome face of my Boss.


"But not for long!" his sweat.


I soon caught up with Miss Coral who was packing on her desk. "Coral Sister!" hold me while holding the hands of Miss Coral who was busy putting one by one makeup tool that seemed to wear out.


"Yes, why Sen?" ask Miss Coral astonished.


"Sir, I apologize in advance, about the maps," I said.


"Why indeed?" Ma'am Coral frowned not understanding.


"I'm sorry, about the maps, it's not Mbak's, and it should be Ma'am doing it. If I do it, I fear it is wrong. I don't understand, Ma'am," I protested.


Ms. Koral looked up then before speaking she smiled at me. "The maps I'd like to work on tomorrow, but since the boss ordered me to hand over the map to you, I can't argue and I have to obey, Sen," koral obviously made my heart gray. Apparently it was on the orders of Mr. Rangka, it was fitting that Mr. Koral did not dare to refute him.



"Just calm down, Mr. Rangka will guide you. Don't you get that tense." While walking around her desk and cleaning up all her office equipment, Ms. Koral is still trying to give me some encouragement.



"But how is Mbak. The other division has no overtime. Why do I have to be overtime, alone again?" my protest did not accept.



"You're not alone, Sen. There will be Mr. Rangka who accompanies you," said Ms. Koral again relaxed.


"But Ma'am, then it means we are just two dong in one room, I feel scared," said I suddenly felt anxious, though this afternoon near the same Mr. Rangka would be happy, especially Mr. Rangka handsome and fragrant. But now why even fear?


"Fear why Sen? Mr. Rangka will not abuse his employees. Moreover, Mr. Rangka a religious man, his worship diligently, dear children, also dear to both parents. Where might Mr. Rangka do something beyond common sense," said Mbak Koral reassured and tried to strengthen me.



"It's not Ma'am, but I'm afraid to be caught by others if alone in Mr. Rangka's room. I'm afraid there are slanted rumors, Ma'am," I said telling my anxiety, after all I am really afraid of being alone with men, even though I like Mr. Rangka. Fear of harassment like what Miss Koral said earlier.


"Call down, Sen, that can't happen because the officers are home and no one is overtime, except you and Mr. Rangka. Besides it doesn't matter if you and Mr. Rangka are rumored so, after all you are still both single, right?" mama Koral calms me.



"But, I'm uncomfortable Ma'am," I said again.


"Already, do not feel uncomfortable, you just relax. I told you if there's any gossip about you guys, you just relax. You don't listen to them, if you can get the heart of Mr. Rangka. If I see you guys seem to fit in."


"Oh, yes, I said it first. I had an appointment with my girlfriend. Take care of Mr. Rangkanya, do not get sick asmaanya kumat!" mbak Koral said, saying goodbye, ending with a warning sentence. Koral rubbed my shoulders and smiled lightly as she walked away from me. Oh my goodness .. How is this? I suddenly became angry.



When I felt riled up and went awry, I suddenly saw Pak Claw passing by. I quickly greeted him. "Sorry, Sir!" my sap prevents Mr. Claw's move. Pak Claw turned towards me with a look of wonder.



"Yes, what's up, huh?" wonder Mr. Claw while looking at me. "Eh, you! Why, Sen?" repeat Pak Claw wonder.


"Look sir, I have to go overtime in Mr. Rangka's room today, is Mr. Claw overtime too?" my question and hope answered yes by Pak Claw who is equally handsome eleven twelve with Pak Rangka.


"It just so happens that I don't have any overtime," her short reply left me a little disappointed. "What's the matter, Sen, how come you're so moody?" keep Mr. Claw curious.



"Anu, I'm overtime today in Mr. Rangka's room, two more. Koral is not overtime and Pak Claw is not, just the two of us. Emm, I'm scared ...."



"Who, scared? Scared why? Afraid of Mr Rangka doing zolim?" cut Mr. Claw fast, answer my fears. That's actually one of my fears. And the second was afraid there was no-no gossip between me and Mr. Rangka. Know for yourself the walls in this company like having ears to hear hoax news and a mouth that once said his words often sounded julid.



A small example, Rima alone my roommate can know the gossip about Mr. Rangka who is often heartbroken because his girlfriend left him on a date, because suddenly sick with asthma Pak Rangka rumat. Let alone the others, it could be that the others are worse and if you see me alone with Mr. Rangka cheap gossip will appear.



"Don't be afraid of being gossiped about, if you guys are rumored to be good at it. You are single and Mr. Rangka also has no partner, so why should you be afraid?" said Pak Pakar relaxed even more relaxed than Mbak Koral earlier. The two eleven twelve seemed to agree if me and Mr. Rangka did not matter if it was rumored. What's up with them? I feel astonished. Seeing me silent, Mr. Claw again tried to convince me.



"Already Sen, don't think too much. You better get in Mr. Rangka's room. Mr. Rangka must have been waiting for you," ordered Pak Cakar as it passed. I stood for a moment still thinking about the words of Mr. Claw just now.