Love But Prestigious

Telungkul Telu

Salsabila.

I kicked the chair at the dinner table. Awww! Apparently sick. It's not a dream. Damnit. He pranking. I also rushed to the room, when the roar of Juna's car had left the yard. Take the clothes I'm going to wear to work today.

Arriving at the office, Risti and my teammates were waiting in the room.

"Hey tumben you guys have come? I'm the bad luck, right?" I appeal to them.

"Yes lu kayangan. hahaha" said Reyno accompanied by a loud laughter.

"Oh yes, Mr. Romi nyariin you, told to his room. Uh but be careful there are actors there too" said Risti slowly. The others are just beards. I was silent for a moment. Hopefully nothing bad will happen. Actually very lazy to have a boss like Mr. Romi. Kasian is his wife. I sighed violently, then rushed to Mr. Romi's room.

I knocked on the door first.

"Now.." Mr. Romi's voice was heard from outside. I opened the door and went straight in. Gosh darn. There really is a woman, Citra. He smiled cynically at me.

"Let's sit down first." said Mr. Romi, pointing at the chair in front of him.

"You please come out, baby..." Mr. Romi said to Citra while smiling spoiled. Idiihh I'm amused to see it. The image sauntered away leaving the room. I am alone and Mr. Romi. His face looked serious.

"I have absolutely no problem with him sir, he's making it up. Maybe she's upset that I'm now the wife of her ex-boyfriend..." I said fiery. But Mr. Romi even kicked his desk. Surprised me. I wanted to tear my boss's face apart. He was both involved in Citra. You guys are a good match.

"Enough When! I don't want to hear your excuses, you have to be professional, don't mix personal problems with work..." Gosh darn. Want me to scream.

"That's not professional, sir! The abal-abal model. Why isn't the other team the photographer, right?"

Mr. Romi glared at me. Ah drat.

"You know the other teams have their own jobs, they're busy, so by force, I'll find your replacement..." The deg! My heart wanted to jump out. The tears of my anger finally collapsed before my superior. Mr. Romi sighed and leaned his body in the chair.

"It's not fair." I said softly. I don't believe my own boss's words. He became unprofessional just because a woman was laughable like Citra.

Mr. Romi handed me my resignation letter. My body feels helpless. Should I scramble this room first before leaving. Ah already. I walked away leaving Mr. Romi's room. In front of the door was an image that was deliberately waiting for me. He smiled sinisterly, draping his hands together in the chest.

"Don't mess with me." Citra said half-whispering. I breathed a rough breath. This bitch must be taught a lesson. I have worked hard to gather my courage. Without babibu, I grabbed her hair hard and pushed her body until she fell on the floor. O Allah forgive your servant. Image grimacing in pain.

"So your mouth is! Satisfied yet??ha? Again make a move, I'm ripping your mouth apart!" I left him, after Mr. Romi came to us, because he heard the commotion outside his room. Mr. Romi helped Citra, taking swearing oaths to me, but I did not criticize him.