Love Motorcycle Gang Leader

Chapter 36. Punishment or mode

Meilani knocked on the door and heard Galang's voice from inside there, asking him to come in. Shella followed Meilani's steps with mixed feelings. Between happy and sad. However, the disappointment was more dominating his feelings at this time.

"This is Shella, the troubled employee has arrived" Meilana said.

"Leave us and let no one in, without my permission" Galang said.

"Well, sir," Meilana replied.

Meilana walked out of the room with curiosity. But he has to be professional.

Meanwhile, Shella stood sculpting right in front of Galang, who seemed to be busy with documents in his hands. For a moment the atmosphere seemed silent.

Shella was standing for fifteen minutes. His chest seemed to explode because of Galang's attitude that did not care about him at all. Just now he was about to open his mouth, Galang already spoke first.

"Please sit down" said Galang breaking the silence.

Shella who had harbored her words since the beginning, finally swallowed it back. The face that had been like a balloon wanted to explode, now turned friendly.

"Thank you" said Shella politely.

However, the feelings of Shella and Galang are still his superiors. So he should be able to distinguish between personal and work matters.

"Do you know why you were called here?" tanya Galang held back his longing.

"I know, sir," Shella replied as she stared at Galang.

The look of the eyes that made Galang's heart beat fast. For three years, they did not meet each other. Is it only Galang who keeps longing? While Shella did not seem to miss him in the least?

"good. You are ready to accept the punishment. Or are you going to make a defense?" galang asked while returning Shella's gaze.

"No. I know I was wrong. So just give me the punishment" challenge Shella.

"good. From tomorrow, every day, you will provide my lunch. But, I want fried chicken from Resto Gaul," Galang replied with a smile.

"What, fried chicken from the Gaul Resto?" shella asked in shock.

"Hm. Do you mind the punishment? Do you think it's less heavy? Or if you are not willing, you still have one more choice" Galang replied.

"What?" ask Shella again.

"You can cook me your own lunch. But in my house," said Galang seriously.

"No-no, I'd better pick the first one. I can't cook" Shella replied in a panic.

"good. Decided so, you can leave now," Galang said as he looked at Shella who immediately nodded respectfully at him.

Shella left Galang trying not to get carried away. Pretending to be like people who do not know each other, now feels tiring.

When Shella arrives, everyone immediately gathers to listen to Shella's story. Of all the regular staff at this company, only Shella was lucky. Despite the punishment, he also had the opportunity to see firsthand their new President. You can even speak directly.

"Shella, did you meet personally with the President?" ask Mila to panic.

"Shella, is the President angry with you?" ask Kira curiously.

"Shella, isn't the president handsome?" ask Tanti.

Shella was silent to hear everyone asking her questions. He closed his ears, grimacing. When they saw her reaction, they panicked even more.

"Shella, what really happened to you? Why are you like this?" mila asked in panic.

"What cruel is our president, what should we do?" ask Kira to panic.

"What is this, don't you have a job?" asked Mr. Indar with a tone quite loud and firm when he saw them swarming Shella.

Everyone rushed to their seats. They are silent a thousand languages so as not to get the Omelette from Mr. Indar.

"Kira, tell me what's up?" ask Mr. Indar again.

"We want to know the punishment of Mr. President for Shella. We were panicked and curious too. Especially when she saw that Shella looked very depressed, we were panicking, Mr. Indar," replied Kira not nervous.

"Oh, not only are you guys panicking, so am I. Because after all, Shella is my subordinate. So I am also partly responsible for his mistake" Mr. Indar said as he looked towards Shella.

Mr. Indar walked up to Shella who was still sitting dumbstruck in her seat. Slowly but surely, Mr. Indar was also afraid, the President severely punished Shella. All eyes were on Shella.

"Shella, how?" ask Mr. Indar slowly.

"Shella's fine. You all need not panic and worry. I was just confused. You want to answer one by one but you don't give me a chance to answer" Shella replied with a smile.

"So, what punishment do you accept? On suspension, or fired?" ask Mr. Indar again.

"From tomorrow, I'll have to buy you lunch for the President. Fried chicken from the Gaul Resto," Shella replied with a heavy sigh.

"It's a punishment or a satire, because you're thought to like to go for a meal?" ask Mila annoyed.

"I think the President just wants to make you deterred by doing the same thing every day. But isn't this punishment too light? You're lucky, Shella, has a superior like President Galang," said Mr. Indar relieved. Means he won't get a penalty for not being able to arrange for a new employee.

Just now that Mr. Indar felt free, Meilana came to call Mr. Indar to meet the President.

Everyone looks at each other.

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