GRINNED

CHAPTER 6: Learning from Bosses

I cannot deny, this heart still feels chaotic considering the incident earlier. Makes my appetite disappear. All I can do is comfort myself, by feeding Anya. I want to run, get out of this place. Avoiding the turmoil that envelops the heart.

"You did not eat anything" said Mr. Zaidan. It makes me nervous and shocked in front of him.

"Still to that, sir."

"Let me feed Anya. You eat first."

"No sir, let me just."

Zaidan was pensive, looking at the food that was still intact, not touched at all.

"Once again, I'm sorry for what happened. I'm really not sad."

"It's okay"

"God don't eat. Oh. .. What's wrong, son?" Log her ipin upin out of the cute little lips. I just smiled, unable to answer.

"What's a bribe ..." Maybe in that way Ammah Dinda wants to eat, he thought.

"Yes ..wah ...Anya is now pinter. But that's not why, baby. I believe in Ammah. Ammah just doesn't eat out. God willing, ammah will eat at home." I ran out of words to escape her curiosity.

"Well, be the same as you dech." While I was complaining about him, I forgot that Zaidan was watching. Zaidan smiled at Dinda's attitude towards her little daughter.

"Neither do not like to lie. Not talent." said Zaidan laughing. Just to melt the stiff atmosphere.

But darling, Dinda felt mocked by those words.

Yes ... continue until satisfied. It feels bad not to be able to reply. And can only look at him. But he hurriedly shifted his gaze, to another place before being discovered.

"It's full ...." He's cackling.

" We're praying ...." Immediately he raised both his hands and lowered his head. But not immediately sound. Just the tail of his eyes glanced about.

"Well Dinda, what's the prayer?"Half whispered he looked at me. I realized that I told her without giving her guidance first. But even busy cleaning food boxes that are scattered on the table.

"Alham..dullihi. ladzi ath.amana wa saqona wa ja'alana minal mus..limin."I was slowly reciting that do'a. He followed well despite stammering.

"Now wash your hands first ...."He followed my invitation with pleasure. On condition that it must be carried. Because the pain of his wound is still felt.

"OK, Ammah wants to wash his hands first. After this Anya."

"Thank you, Dinda." Zaidan was touched to see Dinda's sincere attitude towards loving her daughter.

I saw that brother had already finished his meal. Then clean up the leftovers yourself. And walk to a unique sink attached to the wall. Without saying goodbye first, he left me with Mr. Zaidan and Anya.

Brother Alfath went around looking at the state of all the interiors. From back to the parking lot. So that I can freely play around with this spoiled little princess. Without intervention from him.

Soon Zaidan was done. Then he invited Dinda to look around the whole room. Downstairs there is a kitchen, wash-out and bathroom. On the floor there is a comfortable room. In it there is one bed and one cupboard and also a bathroom. The musholla is located outside, near the parking lot, but separated from the main building.

The kitchen equipment seems to be complete. The equipment to serve the food is also complete. Alhamdulillah, it looks like for the equipment is in order. But there are some minor flaws and that's not a problem. Just put a proposal in order. As for the interior problems to be the duty of brother.

"Oh yeah .. If you don't mind I'll drop the mang Udin. The guy who always cleans this place."

"Good boss." Reply happy.

Zaidan was astonished by the new words coming out of Dinda's lips. For a moment he was stunned. In his view, Dinda is playing with Anya, her daughter. He's shaking his head. What got into you, Dinda ....

"I didn't hear wrong!"

"What's up, sir."

Dinda did not care, because she was not aware of what she said.

"About what ..., sir?"Answer Dinda. Haven't caught the point of his boss' words. He was very busy with Anya's behavior, who asked to be sent down from his carrier. I want to see a little fish swimming.

It was only after he had sent Anya down, and led her to walk into the little pond that was before them. Only then did he focus on what his boss said.

Then Dinda looked at Zaidan calmly. Darling coincided as Zaidan looked at her as well. Their views clashed, making Dinda bowed in shame. Zaidan understood that immediately averted his gaze.

"What did you say?" Ask Dinda

"May you be the boss."Zaidan laughed.

"What father means yes .. I really don't understand." Dinda was curious.  When Zaidan laughed.

"How was it about the Udin mang, Dinda?"

"Ready boss."Once again Dinda said the wrong word. What is it ... What I said ..he was shocked by the words that had just come out of his lips. So this is what made Mr. Zaidan laugh. To be put where this face is. Dinda blushed ....

"Sorry sir. Not intentionally."

"Why should I apologize. I am your boss. And you're my subordinate."Answer's relaxed. Just to test Dinda mentally. Because people like Dinda do not like it the most in working relationships there are the terms subordinate and superior. There are partners.

"It is more familiar if you call me boss than father. And you will not be mistaken to call me again .. bla.. bla... bla.". Bla." Zaidan explained with a smile that still remained cool and calm. Make Dinda not witty, silent and silent.

Zaidan could not stand it either. Long time can cry this spoiled girl.

"Hi ... think about what?" His voice made Dinda shocked. Instantly he replied with a smile although not sincere very, a little forced.

"So the leader learns to focus and not to confuse in making wisdom. Maybe your subordinates will be wrong to carry out the task not because they cannot but because of the boss's confusing wisdom. However, the leader and the led must be able to show their respective existence in togetherness so as to achieve the desired goal." Dinda can only gawk at the lecture of her boss who is like a killer lecturer on campus. Nothing goes into the brain. Not because I don't understand, but because I'm fascinated.

"Woi..understand no." Back to Dinda smiling. Afraid to admit that the brain was blenk again. His mind was gone, hearing a long lecture.

"Yes, the ammah from earlier did not understand either."Anya was defending her father.

"Well, ammah was ganged up on nich."

We continued the chat while playing around with Anya. Who is busy tempting fish are swimming.

Meanwhile, I saw that brother had finished observing the interiors all over the place, going inside. Approaching us who were joking, while accompanying Anya.

"How about Alfath, what's needed." He nodded and wanted to answer immediately. But prevented by Mr. Zaidan.

"Please submit a proposal to me. Make one with what Dinda needs. We can open this restaurant immediately. At the latest I wait for Monday."

"Oh yeah, teach Dinda to make a proposal, because this is Dinda's authority."

If only make a proposal why should ask for help to brother. Mr. Zaidan it's all there is.

"Good sir."

"How Dinda. Able?"

"God willing."

"Monday."

"okay."

From the outside, a car walks in. Looks like Mr. Zaidan's car has arrived. Then there was someone coming out of the car, walking towards us who were chatting.

"Sir Aris, hold on a second."

"Good sir."

"Then I resign Mr. Zaidan."

"Yes Alfath, Dinda see you soon. Hopefully this restaurant will be open next week."

"Amand ...."

"Anya ammah go first .. see you later." I peed her adorable cheeks.

"Yes, Ammah Dinda."

"Well, dear to you."

"Yes, Ammah Dinda." with a slightly sullen face.

We left Zaidan, Aris and Anya. Back home with a lot of fun work.