
I looked at the handsome face of my Head Manager with eyes that were still sleepy.
"Yey, even dumbass. As I recall, it's still working hours. Why are you even sleeping here? Death huh?" Accuse my boss.
Immediately I was immediately emotional when accused of being stupid (eating a blind salary).
"Have a son! Who is a fool! My men are waiting for the employee's order again," I defended myself.
"Yes. But sleeping, right?" Guess my boss is back.
Unable to dodge, I finally could only fall silent.
I hope that my Song boss is gone soon. But in fact, I hope it's a dream too grandiose. Because seconds later, my boss's mouth came back to remove the poison.
"That's why try to delete it first! So dirty! I fell asleep, eh even ilean too!" Sindir the Poison Conch, uh, my Song boss.
I immediately rubbed my mouth, which I thought was dry. Then I saw a ignorant smile on my Song boss's face. And know me that I'm being bullied by her.
"Damn it!" I'm swearing. And I immediately regretted when I saw my boss's eyes that immediately narrowed after hearing my curse earlier.
Feeling all wrong and irritated at once, I finally decided to immediately leave this unpleasant situation.
"I." I realized my calling to myself in front of my boss was unethical. I finally rushed to fix it.
"I'll excuse you, yes, sir! I want an employee order first."
And, without hearing the answer from the poison conch, I immediately darted away carrying the employee's order, after paying him first.
I ignored what Boss Songong said that seemed to be saying something about "Rude" and "Withless".
I guess, my boss must be cursing at me.
"Basic Boss Keong. I don't have any sympathy. It should be if people sleep, do not disturb!" Dumel me all the way to the third floor.
***
After from the cafeteria, I returned busy traveling here and there. I can't imagine that OB's job can be this busy. Worth her salary a little over UMR. Because after all his work almost matches his rode work of the Japanese colonial era first.
Even so, I took the time to relax in the OB room a few times. I even had a meal with Nindi in the cafeteria during the lunch break.
"Where is the second day, La? At home, right?" Tanya Nindi was friendly after spending her meddling soto.
First, I sipped some sweet iced tea, before answering Nindi's question earlier.
"Lumayan is Nin. Let the body tired, but if the heart is happy, the work is so happy!"
Nindi smiled in response to my words.
"Yes. At the earliest, he was tired. Because I am not used to working in the lab. Where did you work before, La?" Ask Nindi back.
"In mall. So waitress at the dress shop. His work is very relaxing. It is the busiest time of the weekend. Or if there's new stuff coming down. So you have to move old clothes to the back. While the new clothes on the taro in front," I explained.
"Ooh.. What's La's salary?"
"On salary anyway, winning is far from working here than everywhere. Uh, like our factory is the most passionate about the wages of its OB employees. You see, I also have an OB friend, but his salary is below UMR."
"Yes yes. Our factory is pretty big, La.. There are many branches in other cities. The factory here is also a branch factory."
"Oh yeah? I thought this was the central factory. After the building area is quite good, yes," as always I guess.
"Excuse me, Ma'am. Ma'am who earlier this morning ordered cornet noodles to sleep here, right?" Ask the young lady.
"I.Yes? Why ya?"
"Alhamdulillah. This morning the mother missed her phone, right?" Ask the waiter with a face.
Spontaneously, I immediately grabbed the pocket of the OB uniform I was wearing. And I was immediately stunned when I could not find my phone there. As I recall, I was still holding her this morning to save my other OB colleague's number.
I stared expectantly at the young servant in front of me. Hoping, the reprimand hinted at the good news about the loss of my butut phone.
"Yes. I just realized my phone is gone!" Reveal me honestly.
"This isn't it, Ma'am, his cell phone?" Ask the waiter while offering a BB phone with a black casing, but it looks clearly very musty.
"Yes! That's my phone!" I exclaimed happily and grabbed my phone straight out of the servant's hand.
"Thank you, Ma'am! Who met you?" Speak humbly and gratefully.
I can't imagine if my phone is really gone. Of course I would be too late to go to the telephone operator's center to replace the new number with my old number. So that all my social and business accounts can be safe and untouched by irresponsible people.
Especially when I remember my digital gold stash. Duh. I want to feel like I'm making my own head on this carelessness I'm doing.
"It wasn't me, Ma'am, who invented his mama's phone. But that's loh. The man who had been chatting with his mother this morning found the phone. I was signed with his handsome Mas to return the phone to his Ma'am," said the waiter, quite long.
"uh? A guy?" I remember the man the servant meant. And then I knew who the servant meant.
'Shit! Ganteng said?! Brad Pitt is everywhere!' hatch me to insulate.
The waiter then left. Leaving me who was still staring at my phone fixedly.
"Who's the guy who found your phone, La?" Ask Nindi suddenly.
"That's loh. The poison conch.." I replied origin.
A few seconds later, I realized my answer must have confused Nindi. I finally went back to explaining briefly.
"Nobody Nin. Not an important person!" I convinced Nindi.
Then I tried to check my phone. I wonder if my Boss Songong has even opened up my phone or not. Because I'm stupid I didn't lock my phone screen. So anyone can access my phone.
As for the application I just installed the password.
I saw the cell phone history. And it turns out, the history matches what I opened last night. Last time, I did open a phone app to call Bagas, one of my OB colleagues.
Then I saw a foreign number that had not been stored in my phone memory. "I must have forgotten to save Bagas' number this morning."
I immediately saved the foreign number and made it Bagas OB.
"La, back to base camp. Did you finish eating it?" Take Nindi a few moments later.
"Pump! I was full."
We also left the office canteen. Leaving behind a trail of hunger that had changed with satiety after putting on our lunch.
***