Life Is Beautiful When With You

Life Is Beautiful When With You
Boss crazy



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For someone who never lost the spirit of failure is the main thing for him to continue to fight and continue to fight to achieve his dreams.


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While on the other side while walking, Riani grumbled unceasingly.


 


"Basar Boss fucking,sinting,nyebelin, boasting pompous cocky pompous pompous pompous, but come to think of it he's handsome too huh. Pantesan the whole office is busy negosipin him, indeed the guy is handsome apparently, but unfortunately they do not know his true nature, if already know I'm sure, they will definitely not idolize the boss nerves again" thought Riani again while grumbling indistinctly.


"Ehh what the hell? I said he was handsome, remember Riani not to be tempted by the haughty man" he argued again to himself, but realized he had arrived at the pantry where he worked.


While annoyed Riani immediately sat on the bench in the pantry.


"Why elo? what's that jutek on his face?" suddenly, Della came out of nowhere to greet meja in front of Riani.


"Why is this? elo kaya bete that" Ara also nimbrung.


"I'm okay" said Riani, putting her cheerful face back on, as if nothing had happened to her.


"I can't tell them the same about the songbirds, can berabe if they know, can-can I be a gosib material in the office, is horrified" thought Riani in his heart while shivering in horror himself.


"Yowes if it's okay - why do we work first?" said Ara and Della together as she passed from the pantry.


"Luckily, fortunately they are not insistent, if they know ***** I, can not be imagined deh,iihhh" Riani murmured in her heart.


Time passed by did not feel the clock has set the number at six in the afternoon, time to go home. All the employees who work at GIBRAN GRUB are flocking, leaving the company where they work, like a duck trying to get out of its cage.


Likewise with these employees, also in droves to step their feet to go home, to their respective homes. So did Riani with gontai steps, she walked down the sidewalk of the road. To the nearest bus stop he stopped, and waited for the bus he used to ride. There was no need to wait too long, finally the bus that was waiting for arrived, and Riani immediately climbed up and looked for a place to sit. Indeed the bus is a bit crowded, maybe because it's time to go home from work, so many people are jostling to go home.


Late in the afternoon, Riani who had just arrived at her contract immediately poured a tired body, onto her simple bed, while releasing tired from a day of work. In addition to his meeting with the boss according to Riani, and from now on Riani will dub the Boss with the name of the boss crazy hehehe. It could be that handsome boss is so said to be crazy uups. After resting his body for a while, Riani finally woke up to carry out his duty to the almighty.


As the day was approaching the magrib, after finishing the prayer as usual, Riani prepared a makeshift dinner, after reciting the prayer as usual Riani ate her food voraciously. Riani is very grateful, even eating with potluck food, because for him anything will taste good, which is important halal and blessings. After eating his dinner, Riani woke up from her seat and brought the dishes to the kitchen while washing them, after cleaning everything finally Riani berwudhu and do the isya prayer. Without feeling the night is getting late, and without feeling Riani has been in the dream realm, forget the cruel world full of mirages hehe.


"Basar Damn boss, jerk, boasting, why also tell people early in the morning to his house make a sprain huuuh" said Riani while sighing with annoyance.


Thirty minutes had passed, Riani had arrived at the address addressed by her Boss turned out to be an elite area. And he immediately searched for the address written on paper by his mad boss.


"Huuuhh finally met too, really good luck" he muttered with a sigh. Now Riani was in front of a large mass, which was quite magnificent, with the building towering like a palace in the era of ancient kingdoms.


"What house is the palace? gede very, very pompous boss crazy boss apparently his house is very gini, rich people are very free" added Riani without thinking anymore Riani directly pressed the bell.


Ting tong ting.


A servant hurriedly opened the door, and saw who had visited his master's house early in the morning.


"Excuse me, how can I help you?"greet the friendly waiter


"Oh yes I was told the same mad boss here, ups keceplosan" said Riani plain. While the servant was just a head bobble, looking at the innocent behavior of the master's guest in front of him.


"Oh yes please enter Ma'am, Young Master is in his room, Mom went straight to his room only" added the waiter again.


"But Ma'am" muttered Riani feeling unwell.


"The first new cook to meet people's houses, just play nyelonong to his room does not make sense?on the other hand I'll be a pervert again, the same crazy boss fuck that shit, Iihhhh what the hell I am" he thought it felt strange himself.


"It's okay Ma'am" replied the maid, who misunderstood Riani's presence early in the morning at her employer's house, she thought Riani was the future wife of her Young Master, because this time he saw there was a girl, who visited his employer's house, for almost three years he worked here, usually only the Big Lady who often visited the Gibran mason, Gibran, gibran no longer lives with his parents.


Oh yes I forgot to tell you that Gibran is the only child, from the couple Bima Prasetya wijaya with the mistress Angelina Wijaya.


They were the most successful family in the city, with property not being depleted until seven generations. The Gibran family owns companies everywhere, even overseas, and they operate in a wide variety of fields. There is no doubt how much wealth owned by his family, but even so Gibran chose to develop his own company. Without relying on the property owned by his parents, his father hoped Gibran would take over his business one day. But it was just his delusion, though,


armed with the knowledge he has, Gibran is determined to develop his own company. And as a result his company grew rapidly, and even became the number one company in the city, and it was also a matter of pride for his parents, he said, and the plan is they will merge with their family-owned company someday.


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