I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman
Kerok
“Sa, are you the one who created the target of working together?” ratna asked Nisa who had just entered the room.
“Iya, Na. Why yes?”
“Bu Thira sent the message earlier. He said bring the revised report to Arka.” sir's room
Nisa shuddered to hear the name Arka called. Sebersit was terrified to meet the man running through his brain, who was sightseeing the incident in the lobby just now.
“You alone, Na.”
“Cannot Sa. You have to bring it, because you made the target work. I can say that I represent. I certainly do not know what to answer if asked, Mr. Arka.”
“Oh, so yes. Sorry Na. I guess just limited to collecting reports.”
Nisa's headed for Arka's room. The door to his boss's office was open, which meant he didn't have to excuse himself before he entered.
On the face of the door, he stared at the scene in front of him. Apparently he came at an inopportune time. The reason is, the two people inside are mixing love.
Spontaneous, he screamed. “Astaghfirullah.” He quickly closed his unfriendly mouth.
His heart seemed to be dislodged as Arka let go of her pagutan, and turned to her noisy direction. Biang kerok, perhaps that word is the most appropriate to describe his current position.
Dara quickly removed her hand from Arka's back. “Eh, Nisa. What are you doing here?” tanyanya.
“Collect revised report bu Thira, Bu.”
The angry voice shouted. “Staff what are you? I walked into my room without permission. How brazen.”
“I'm sorry for my sassness Sir. I think I can come in. Because usually if the door is open, you can be found anyone.”
“This is what I hate so much about you. Every time you know, there is a reply. Are you planning to work or not? If you can only argue continuously, you better just resign.”
Resign said?
“Sorry Sir. I promise I won't argue anymore.” Clear threads flooded Nisa's face.
How not to cry? The only jewelry he has sold for the cost of applying for work at the company (Print CV etc., print color photos, buy maps, the cost of going back and forth from the office to the house).
And he lightly told Nisa to resign. It's amazing this creature called Arka. Actually, does he have a heart or not? I like it in acting.
Hufttts
“Sorry, sorry. Always apologizing. But repeat it.”
“Don't be too rough that,” pinta Dara.
“Thank you to Dara, because of her you didn't so I fired. Instead, you should create financial statements from all managers. Including manager in your division.”
“Deadlinenya when Sir?”
“Today.”
“Hah? Today then? But Pak-”
“No buts. I don't want to know, you have to finish it today. If it doesn't finish today, you I fire.”
“Ba, good Sir.”
Nisa rushed out. He immediately contacted Farel. Ask for help to be sent the mobile number of the manager in each division.
***
“Where are you?” dara asked Arka who had just finished two boxes of rice.
“Meet Farel.” Arka stepped out quickly.
“For the contact of the fried rice seller,” he said after arriving in Farel's room.
“I never asked for the seller number.”
“Ware location where?”
“Free you know the address. He no longer sells.”
“Why? His taste of champion. Too bad he stopped selling.”
“Either, maybe the seller is lazy to have an annoying buyer like you.”
“You're still angry about the incident?”
“Actually what business is there here?”
“Mau warns you.”
“Means?”
“I just gave the punishment to Nisa. Don't let you help. If I get caught helping him, you I stop being a director here. Note, I'm not messing around this time.”
Seen from any angle, there was no joking look on Arka's face as she said that. And Farel, who did not want to take the risk, would not want to obey.
“Befit Nisa request all manager mobile number. Turns out he got a punishment. Aish, must be told to make monthly financial statements for each division. What exactly mistake did Nisa make?”
Farel grabbed his gawai, then typed. “What mistake did you make until Arka punished?”
“I accidentally saw him kiss the same bu Dara.” Nisa includes emojis wiping snot using tissue.
“That was indeed a fatal mistake for Arka. I was in your position too. Arka was angry once that time.”
“Mr see them kiss?” Nisa curious.
“Iya. Anyway, you're excited to make a report. Sorry, but this time I can't help. If I want to help, I was dismissed.”
“It's okay, Sir. This is indeed a punishment for me, not for Mr.”
Seberes replies to the chat, Nisa disables the device. His focus this time he devoted entirely to the report he had to complete today as well.
The opening of data sent by managers via email earlier. The data will be adjusted to the financial statements.
Not felt, the clock has shown at 16:30. While the report he made has not come close to the word finished.
He returned to his cell phone. “No more work in the office. If you don't come home at ten o'clock, it means you're overtime. Possibility of staying here.” The sentence was sent to Kanza.
Tetiba, a rumbling sound was heard from his stomach. Aish, he's too busy working on the report. I forgot to eat lunch.
He grabbed a bag of bread in the bag. Just about to open the package, an office girl came to him. He kept back a bag of bread that he had not opened.
“What's this, Mom?” asked when the office girl gave a package.
“Gado-gado and melon juice, Bu.”
“Hah? From morning till now, I never order food Bu.”
“This is from Mr. Farel, Bu.”
Nisa took. “Thank you for delivering, Bu.”
Soon, he opened the package. Directly devouring hodgepodge. Stir a straw into the melon juice, then gulp it down.
It was so relieved
Nisa photographed hodgepodge that she had tasted a few spoons, as well as melon juice remaining one third. As a result he sent to the man who kept doing good to him.
“Thank you Sir,” he wrote.
“Sama-sama. You do not have to fear overtime, Arka and Dara usually also overtime on these old dates. The security guard also keeps on keeping on.”
Nisa becomes even more relieved to read the chat from her God Fortuna. He only replies by sending okay emoticons that are available on WhatsApp.
