I'm Not a Wild Grass

Boss Songong (POV Laila)

"Elo?!" the finger-pointing of the man in front of me made me instantly emotional.

But then I saw the appearance of the man in front of me. With a dapper appearance, remember me that he is the new manager in this office. And that means he's my boss.

'Shit! He has a boss like him!' my grumbling in my heart.

I tried to expel the rest of my irritation by sighing.

'one. two. three.haah.' My mind tries to relax.

After feeling calmer, then I spoke.

"OKAY. So, you're the new manager right here?" ask me to make sure.

"Chief manager!" correct the man with a tinge.

'Duh! Patience. il. sabaar.this is your first day of work. Don't get fired because of this song guy!' i'm entangling.

"Yes the head manager. Then, now we work in the same place."

"Yes. And I'm Lo's boss!"

'Even dah! this is the gas man tah time huh? by the way only gass!'

"OKAY. You are my boss, but you cannot bring problems outside the workplace into the work environment. That's the discriminatory act of his name!"

"According to Law Number 13 of 2003 on Employment, more precisely Chapter III Article 5 states that, 'each workforce has the same opportunity without discrimination to obtain employment',"

"That means you can't act arbitrarily towards your subordinate employees, including me, just out of grudge or personal reasons. That's not allowed!"

I took a quick breath, after chattering at length.

But then I saw that my new manager looked like he was holding back a laugh.

At once my frustration returned.

'Who is he, dare to laugh at me at will! Don't know him yet, super dark "night" rampage!' amukku in my heart.

(the name Lail in Arabic means "Night")

I would almost spit out my frustration again, if only my song boss hadn't spoken soon.

"First of all, I don't feel guilty about discriminating against anyone, including Elo!"

"Secondly, I don't need Elo ingetin about the rules of the ribet. Here, I am the superior and Elo the subordinate. So don't be smart in front of me!"

"And the third.."

My new manager's face is now only ten inches from my face. Strangely, my heart was beating inappropriately. Maybe I'm really scared if I get fired on my first day of work.

"The third, and most important, for Elo inget is,.."

ba-dumps. ba-dump.

Heart's thumping.

'Aishh. let's say nyebelin, this guy is pretty handsome too! no less handsome than the artist Irwansyah!' my mind raved.

'Her eyelashes are so long try that! his eyes are clear too! her skin also looks so smooth!' continue my inner self-torture.

I held my own cheek with my hand, 'My skin doesn't feel as smooth and clear as it has! Ni guys like treatment times yes.' I guessed in wishful thinking.

Fun in my own daydream, I only realized when a jolt I felt on the forehead.

"Aw! sick know!" I kissed the man in front of me.

I looked back at my boss's face closely. I saw her earlobe turn a little reddish.

Just now I wanted to ask, if-if he has allergies or what to cause his ears to redden, when suddenly he came back angry indistinctly.

"This is a warning to Lo! never fart near me again! I don't like the smell of farts! it's rotten!" swear to that man.

I hate injustice. I hate being underestimated. I hate the most arbitrary people with high office. And it seems like this man in front of me belongs to the class of people I don't like.

A moment later, my new boss squinted his eyes. I feel I'm not in danger under the threat of that sharp look.

'Surely he's the only one who can fight for discernment, huh! I can too' my grumbling in heart.

I glared at my new boss bravely.

However, the next sentence that came out of the mouth of the man in front of me spontaneously made me feel horrified.

"How long have you been working in this office, huh? a year? two years?" ask my boss.

Reminded like that, my guts instantly shrunk. I forget that the man in front of me can be a further determinant of whether I work in this office.

"How long? answer me!" sniff my boss.

"ss..one!" I'm ready to answer. In my heart, I was in the fog.

'Lail. laiiill..! Why is it so hard to watch your mouth!' I scolded myself in my heart.

"Hm? One year?" ask my boss to make sure.

I shook my head, still hesitant to give a real answer.

"Didn't you? a month?" ask my boss again.

With a slow movement, I shook my head again.

"Not really?! one week?!" guess my boss is back.

'Oh Allah.why is there a guessing event kayak gini anyway on my first day of work. Original make dag dig dug an this mah!' I groaned in my heart.

Feeling no longer able to avoid, I finally gave the right answer to my boss.

"Ss. one day.."

"WHAT?! You said, Lo just worked one day, huh?!" yelled my boss in disbelief.

I rubbed my earlobe that had been a repulsive due to the screams of my boss earlier.

"yeah!" I replied in a loud voice.

I roll back my boss's face. And I found him holding back a laugh.

"Bbb.. Buaha hahahaa! Guts Lo gede too! Just a day's work, have dared to nyolot to this boss Lo!"

I decided to shut up. It feels lazy to say again my Songong boss.

"okay! This time I'm sorry. I appreciate Lo's big guts. But my advice, Lo should be more careful. Not all superiors can be as good and forgiving as I am. If another boss that Lo face, it could be Lo already directly in take out to the front of this office building!" my boss gave me advice.

"Yes. Thanks though.. Sir!" I said with a down look.

"Lo. ahem! I mean, you can go!" said my Song Boss then, suddenly acting with dignity.

'Shit! a fake!' my lips judge.

I also stepped straight to the exit. So in a hurry to immediately leave the room covered with the support of this person.

However, just as I was about to close the door, I suddenly heard the voice of my boss calling out.

"Wait first! what's your name?" ask my boss again with his false prestige.

For a second I hesitated to answer. But seconds later I answered my boss's question.

"Laila, Sir!"

And Cklek. The door closed my eyes from the handsome face of my song boss.

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