I'm a Savings Woman

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"Excuse me, sir," said Nabila when he opened the door after being allowed to enter by the owner of the room.

"Sit there." Arka was receiving a phone call when Nabila entered the room.

Nabila circulated his gaze in amazement, during his work here only the time he entered the Boss' room. Understandably, employees who work in the lower department, mentok only meet with his secretary only.

"What's your name?" ask Arka after she has finished her call.

"When, sir," replied the dimpled girl as she looked at her boss.

"Listen, Nabila. I don't know what you did that was serious or just joking, but it's totally against the office code of conduct. I'm the leader here and you are embarrassed in public like that, it was a fatal mistake" Arka said while sitting in the front seat of Nabila.

Nabila. "I'm sorry, sir. I was wrong, actually .. I lost a bet with a friend and as a punishment, I had to invite you to marry in public like that," explained Nabila honestly.

"By humiliating me and also your pride? Come on Nabila, if you just can't keep your own pride, how do you want to keep your husband's self-esteem later?"

'Why talk about husband?' tanya Nabila in heart, confused.

"I'm sorry before, if you told me to come here just to give a lecture, my mother could too, sir. Sorry, sir, I'm bored. At home given lectures, at the office as well. Please fire immediately, so I can get out of this room immediately, sir." Nabila looked at Arka with a wailing face.

"Heh, you're this–" Not yet Arka finished her sentence, suddenly a distinctive voice that was very familiar Arka echoed from outside the room.

"Assalamualaikum! You're in there?" said the sweet-talking woman.

A second later the door opened, a woman who still looks beautiful with a body wrapped in a robe and a large hijab entered the room where Arka and Nabila are located.

Arka immediately stood up and rubbed her forehead slowly. "Waalaikumsalam Ma'am, how come you're suddenly in the office?" arka said as she looked at the woman who had given birth to her into the world.

Nabila who had been sitting, stood up and greeted the woman who Arka called the mother. "Good day, Mom," said Nabila kindly.

"Good afternoon. Uh, there's a pretty girl, God, what's your name, son? Why are we in Arka's room? Are you her boyfriend?" tanya Izzah.

"Eh, no, Mom. I'm Pak Arka's employee. Uh, more precisely the former employee since two hours ago, "attack Nabila fast.

Izzah's forehead frowned. "Former employee? That is, you resign or ...."

"I'm .. fired, ma'am," replied Nabila with a shy smile, and scratched her non-itchy hair.

Izzah's eyebrows are interlocked. "Fired? What mistakes did you make until you got fired?"

"I just ... anu, that .. hmmm, invite him to marry," replied Nabila.

This time Izzah's eyes were wide open. "What's? Why the wedding ceremony?!" ask Izzah in shock.

"Yes ma'am, it's a shame." said Arka.

"Why did you fire him because of such trivialities?"

"Sepele? He's already humiliating this handsome mother's son. I'm the boss of this company and everyone has to abide by the rules I set up" Arka replied casually.

"But Ma'am..."

"Here it is, anyway Nabila can not be fired" said Izzah.

Izzah moved closer to the girl who could only stay still. "When you don't get fired, just relax, yeah." Dijapnya shoulders soft Nabila with a smile fluffy.

"Who didn't say so? He's still fired, good! Already shy boss in public, still ngarep work here? Don't dream!" said Arka did not want to lose.

"Ka.." call Izzah soft.

Aduuhh, the voice of his mother Pak Arka is very melodious, inward Nabila.

"Yes Ma'am." reply Arka.

"Kok tumben do not want to hear Mother's words."

"The girl ngeselin ma'am. I'm making Arka ashamed."

"Son, the problem is trivial. Why exaggerated. You don't want to apologize Nabila. We do not know how Ka, Nabila's life is how. If you keep pissing to fire him, have pity. Finding a job now is hard, son. Forgive him. Allah is Oft-Forgiving to us his servant who has not escaped error. We are fellow humans, especially if the mistake is just a trivial that does not want to be forgiven" said Izzah at length.

MasyaAllah, very horrified this mother said, Inner Nabila.

"Yes, yeah. I started again." said Arka. "Geeh, Nabila. Today because of Mom, I forgive your mistakes. You're not getting fired. Now you can go back to your room." continued Arka.

"Waahhh alhamdulillah. Thank you very much for the kindness of Mr. Arka. Especially thank you ma'am.." said Nabila hanging.

"Bu Izzah." said Izzah.

"Oh yes, thank you very much Ms. Izzah. Because it was Mom, the Boss didn't fire me. Once again thank you very much ma'am." said Nabila with a sparkling face.

"I'm sorry ma'am. Assalamualaikum." said Nabila as she grabbed Izzah's hand and kissed him.

Izzah replied by stroking Nabila's head. Nabila turned to Arka, about to grab Arka's hand to kiss her.

"What do you want?" arka sewot.

"You kiss your hands too." answered Nabila reflex. "God..." Nabila patted her own forehead while inching backwards. "I'm sorry sir, I'm sorry. Let's Bu Izzah." continued Nabila while out of the room Arka.

Izzah smiled amusedly.

"Beautiful girl" said Izzah.

"Beautiful what? There are also bars." Arka replied.

"Hush can't say that. Oh yeah, now let's go to the supermarket. I was going to the supermarket, but suddenly your father was dizzy. So I asked Mang Budi to make anther here. You're not busy anymore, are you? Can you please go get memenin' mom?" ask Izzah.

"Of course, what the hell is not for my dear mother" said Arka kissed Izzah's cheek.