I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

Get rid of Nisa

“You can return to the room,” Arka command with a voice that begins to soften.

“Thank you, Sir.”

Nisa rushes away, afraid that her boss's anger will return to the original mode.

“Nisa ..”

Just about to open the door, Nisa's steps become stopped by the Arka's call. He turned.

“I-iya. What's up Sir?” ask her with knees that are starting to shake. Never mind, the boss wants to be angry again.

“Please make me coffee.”

Arka's command made Nisa reflex to furrow her eyebrows.

“Office girl is sick,” added Arka who can read the facial expression of Nisa's confusion.

“Good, Sir.”

Nisa also darted away towards the pantry. On the way to the special room for cooking, he passed by Nita.

The woman who interviewed him was carrying a warm cup of coffee.

Nisa also smiled a little at him, but was not touched. Even so, he was not discouraged just because he was not touched back.

Why too? After all, his job in the office is to manage company assets, not to please all superiors.

Armed with the experience of entertaining guests who come to his house with warm sweet water, Nisa also began to make home-made coffee.

It starts with the kahwa powder. Then add enough sweet charcoal. And finally, brew it with hot water from the dispenser.

While elsewhere.

Farel fixed his glasses before knocking on Arka's door. “Can I log in?” tanyanya.

Farel was indeed mating with Arka. He even often stayed at the house of Arka. Even though he was that close, he still asked for permission before entering his cousin's room. More precisely he was traumatized never grous-grassu in the past.

Once, he entered the Arka room. Uh, it was even served a kiss scene between Arka and Dara. Arka was immediately furious because he was found perverted in the room.

And from then on Farel did not dare to enter without permission first.

“Come in,” says tall man from the inside.

Farel entered, moving his feet deftly toward Arka. “Where is it?” tanyanya.

“Create coffee,” replied Arka without turning your eyes away from the computer screen. He was very busy opening the incoming emails.

Farel left, following Nisa to the pantry.

Long paced around looking for Nisa, making the gray blouse she was wearing slightly wet. There are many air conditioners in the office.

Well that's what people with really active sweat glands like Farel are experiencing.

Intent on finding Nisa, he even met Nita. The woman who always over kepo will live her life.

“What business is the same with him?” asked Nita who was very curious because Farel was very adamant to meet Nisa.

A feeling of annoyance came, causing Farel to answer tightly. “There are important things I want to talk about with him.”

“If discussing important things in the office it should be about the office. Don't even discuss your feelings to him,” reply Nita no less.

“Likes I want to talk about. The important thing is I stay productive as always.”

Nita sculpting. And Farel, who had urinated, turned away from Nita. He stepped into the toilet, turned the doorknob, then went inside.

“Cih, productive? Productive pursuit of love means? Eat tuh love,” monologue Nita when Farel is no longer visible in her round eyes.

“Aww,” his screeches when his hands are spilled a little warm coffee.

“Farel ni's. Just watch out for you Farel. If I have a problem with Nisa, I will no longer want to be your confiding friend. You brash man,” he added.

Since knowing Nisa, Farel's attitude has slowly changed to her. According to him, in the mind of Farel there are only Nisa, Nisa, and Nisa.

He also moved into his room. Sit in his soft chair. Then take a deep breath, in the hope that his mood that had been destroyed, no longer sagging.

Unfortunately, his passion to continue to make rules that can discipline the staff did not go well. Still very upset, he ruffled his delicate hair.

“Why? Why can't you realize this feeling Rel? I have been looking for your attention. But you even smitten another woman keep.” A tear now rolled on his chubby cheek.

“Cannot. Farel cannot fall into the hands of another woman. I should be able to get rid of that hijab-wearing woman from this office.”

On the other hand, Nisa stepped quietly into the Arka room. Afraid of the coffee he brought spilled. “Can get more angry with him if I make it wrong again,” he said to himself.

Long walk, finally he arrived in the room Arka. Put coffee on the table. “May you like Sir,” he said without staring at the owner of the table.

“Thank you.”

“Sama-sama, Sir.”

At the same time, Farel, who had been looking for Nisa, entered. No excuse me, because the door of the Ark's room was wide open. Means, Arka is ready to be met by his subordinates.

“Nisa, I wait outside ya.”

“Good sir,” he replied to Farel who walked out.

Arka sipping coffee made by Nisa. “Enak. Next time an office girl doesn't come, you make me coffee. Can?”

Nisa nodded lazily.

Arka then stood up, picking up a book on a neck-high shelf to her right. The book that will accompany him enjoys a cup of coffee.

“You can go. But remember, do not be late again to the office.”

“In Shaa Allah, Sir.”

“Don't carry the name of Allah if you can't guarantee one hundred percent won't repeat the same mistake.”

“Iya Sir. Sorry,” the answer is resigned. Not wanting the argument that came out of his mouth added to his mistake in Big Boss Arka's eyes.

He also walked out. Meet Farel, before returning to his room.

Arka who did not want her cousin's sister to be lulled and ended up injured by the woman's hypocrisy, walked very carefully towards the door.

His ears are well.

Anyway, Farel can't fall in love with Nisa. You must not feel the pain of being betrayed by the woman who wraps hypocrisy behind the hijab.

Outside, Farel took out an envelope containing ten pieces of pink money on Nisa. “This,” he said while thrusting the white envelope.

Netra Nisa glazed. “Thank you Sir. May Allah ease the provision of the Father. I promise I will pay as soon as I have money.”

“I should be the one to thank you. Because of your presence, my life becomes more color,” Inner Farel.

Once again, Hello Kitty's hearted Farel was filled with Nisa's words just now. It felt like he had the woman in front of him completely.

“Sama-sama. Aamiin,” answered while maintaining the baritone voice. Not wanting to be seen melow in front of Nisa.

From Nisa and Farel's conversation outside, Arka catches that Nisa must have borrowed money on her dashing cousin.

He hurried back to his seat. Want to be kept where his face if he is caught eavesdropping on other people's conversations?

While Nisa and Farel, they walked together to the elevator. Farel came out on the 8th floor. Nisa on the 5th floor.

“How long ago Sa?” tanya Thira is worried about Nisa's mental state.

“Told to make coffee first Ra.”

“But you okay right?”

Thira's question doesn't just come up. He knows exactly who the CEO is. All the employees who worked there called him The Handsome Mouthed Evil.

“Okay Ra.”

“Good then. Come here, help me promo on Instagram.”