
Suddenly
“Excuse me sir ma'am, his Ezza sir is inside” asked a woman
“Not this is my inner receptionist”
“Ya is in” replied kenzo while opening the door for the woman
“Thank you” said it was friendly
I'm curious about the person immediately asked Kenzo “Who is he?”
“Hah, it's a clerk here receptionist” replied Kenzo somewhat hesitantly
“I also know from his clothes, I mean what does this have to do with brother Ezza?” ask me again
“The relationship is yes superiors and subordinates”
he answered while eating the food I gave him
“Ngapain a receptionist often comes to the room of the main director” asked me
“Ser often?” kenzo stopped feeding rice to his mouth stopped for a moment as if looking for an excuse “Ya because there is a need for work” he replied again
“Isss basic you think I'm stupid what, where there's a receptionist who reports directly his work to the main director and again the woman was carrying a bag containing a box, which is, if I don't guess the contents of the lunch box because it's lunchtime” said I also remember that yesterday the first day I worked the woman was carrying the same bag, it's a special bag lunch box is this the reason sister Ezza does not want to have lunch with me
Kenzo was a little surprised to hear my words “This is you yourself who cook really good sigh, already beautiful pinter cook again”
What the hell is he, he's switching the conversation
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The hour of returning home from work arrived I waited for a while until the main director's door opened
“Kak anterin I went home donk” my door while approaching him
“I still have business you can take a taxi by yourself yes, do I need to take a taxi online?” heed
“Oh yes udh gk need I can mesen taxi online by myself” said I returned to the table and tidied up my stuff
“Be careful on Jalan” he said leaving me with his personal assistant who else if not Kenzo
I came down the elevator lethargic for what made my heart a little wedge
“Oh yes my lunch box will still be in his room, brother Ezza” I took the elevator again to the top floor “Locked ngak ya” I tried to open the door was not in the key I immediately entered and looking for my supply box around the table but did not meet, I saw something lying under the floor “Ahhhh it was his supply box was placed under the floor anyway, kok ko still berat” when I opened the box it turned out that the food in it was not touched at all, there was a feeling of disappointment at that time I put the lunch box into the bag and went to get out of the room
“Kalo do not want to eat what should be put on the floor, what degree of food is the same as the feet, do not appreciate very sih” I grumbled all the way
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POV
Tin
The sound of the car horn was heard the woman walked up to the car and entered the car sitting at the back next to a man who was none other than the boss of his main director at the company where he worked
Without them noticing there was a pair of eyes looking at him from a distance
Silent there was no conversation in the car until it arrived at a minimalist one-story house, the girl got out of the car and did not forget to say thank you to her boss.
Topman? Is it true that he only considers the man his superior, the human heart is not easy to guess, not the human heart can change with just a blink of an eye
The man only looked at the girl's back which slowly disappeared from his sight, slowly the car started to walk the man turned his gaze straight in front of his blank gaze, slowly he started to twist the memory of his past, it was, a time when he and his friends wore white-gray uniforms
“Bos bos” “Bos bos” call Kenzo many times trying to resuscitate his boss from his past daydreams
“Emmmmm” said when his mind was back in the present
“Already at home bos” said Kenzo
The boss looked around and opened the car door and got out of the car
“Eh wait first instead should be the car door opened yes the same subordinate” murmured and immediately turned to his car which slowly walked away from the spacious yard
“Pamit boss tomorrow I pick up” said Kenzo while shouting lightly
“Basic assistant lack of morals, fortunately I am well” he said as he walked into the door of his house, as usual he was welcomed by the helpers who work at his home
“After returning home Za” asked his mother who was going down the stairs, she saw her son was sitting on the sofa, yes from earlier her mother was waiting for the return of her son
He turned to his mother's direction “Iya ma” he replied as he sipped a drink that had just been prepared by his maid
“Sheryl udh back from abroad and now she has also started working in your office, so how?” ask the mother who was sitting on the living room sofa next to her only biological son
“Ya quite good work especially for beginners, because he only relies on the back of the line” he said as if underestimating his secretary, yes of course he also knows the plans of both parents
“Isss is not that, mama mean how is your wedding event the same?” ask mom enthusiastically
“Ma was too fast” he said like reluctant to talk about the matchmaking that had been arranged by his parents
“You are right also ya” said the mother who made her son sigh in relief
“How if fiancee used to be aja” continued her mama still with her enthusiasm
“Hah” he gawked that's not what he meant, he was eager to say that he did not approve of this matchmaking but now is not the right time
“Ma I am tired of going up first” he said then immediately up the stairs and entered his room, his mind and energy are tired after working all day
Her mother was silent about when it was the right time to go to Sheryl's parents' house and talk about her marriage, whether married or married
“If you get married immediately must have a grandson but is too soon to get married lest they enjoy a courtship period before there is a little one who bothers them especially Sheryl just returned from abroad, but if the fiancee then later his grandchildren to delay deh but they can have fun before there is a little who is disturbing, ah confused to ask papa nih” murmurnya dissolved in his own mind