Father To Baron

CHAPTER 27

"Arita, what about the atmosphere here? Are you comfortable?" That resolute yet gentle voice, spread out his daydream. Arita blinked her eyes repeatedly, resuscitating her mind again.

"You're thinking about something?" ask Mona who is currently facing him.

Without waiting for long, Arita immediately shook her head. The mother of one child looked elegant with black material pants, complete with a cream-colored shirt. Her hair was back, tied together so that it showed the neckline.

While pasting her hair back, Arita lowered her head because she felt guilty. On her first day of work, the woman had been out of focus since morning because she had thought of something. And that, too, was realized by Monalisa.

"I'm sorry, ma'am .." said the woman, bowing her head for a moment. As soon as her neutrality met with the superior, Arita could see the sincere smile of the woman standing gracefully before her.

"It's okay, just relax, Arita. If there's a problem, you can share a story with me. No need to hesitate," he said by gently rubbing the shoulders of his new staff. For some reason, Mona wants to know more about the figure of Arita.

In addition to returning that sincere smile, Arita also nodded her head briefly.

"This is your place of work. Over there, there's some desks for the other staff." The woman in a suit and formal pants, approached the empty table and chair. Then his index finger led to several tables, arranged across from there.

"Formerly, here are three notary staff. Since you are also a staff at this notary, the total is now four staff. I hope that in the future we will be better." Arita nodded her head, while commenting on the friendly smile towards her co-worker.

"Alright, it seems obvious. From today, you can work. Do not hesitate to ask things that are still unfamiliar to you," he said by patting Arita's shoulder twice.

After making sure all four employees were in the office, Mona began to move to her private room. Leaving Arita who was now staring at her co-workers.

"Welcome, Arita. Hopefully at home with us, yes .." said one of the staff who he estimates has the most mature age. Followed by a nod of the head by a woman who is the age of sepantaran with him, and a girl who looks fresh with her glasses.

"Don't hesitate so, we just work casually." The woman who has the age equivalent to Arita was also, trying to familiarize herself with the new employee at the notary's office.

"Greetings from me, yes. I'm still the girl here" the girl's claw that sounded so adorable in all of their ears.

It seems, he already misses the data and files he has to do.

"This is Ma'am, her anget tea .." said the girl as she lowered a cup of warm tea with two jars of pastries. Likewise with the other two staff, the girl handed him a cup containing warm tea as well.

"Thank you, yeah. I'm sorry to bother you," said Arita who was not feeling well. While the girl just chuckled a little while pointing her thumb towards Arita.

"Just relax, Ma'am," he said lightly.

Despite all that, Arita again fell silent once the memory of last night's events returned to her mind. While staring blankly at the entrance in front of her, the woman thought back to the baby.

'I guess God gave Baron another chance to have a father, didn't he?'

The Baron's question kept spinning in his mind. The boy asked something last night that he had never expected. With as much as possible, Arita finally answered his sentence.

'God knows what is best for His servant. The baron prays, may God give his best.'

Another case with Arita who was daydreaming, Mona actually leaned her body with weight. The woman's gaze still pointed at the file, which opened above her desk.

"It turns out, Arita's already had a family?" ask him to yourself. With the state of his quiet room, made the woman continue to think hard. In front of him now, clearly emblazoned the identity of the new staff.

"Do I have to tell Gibran? But, I don't want my sister to be desperate .." she interrupted him while covering her face in frustration.

"Or should I just let Gibran know for himself? At least, he can determine how ahead."