Mama For Mikaela

TWENTY TWO

For a few days later, Segara was again preoccupied with office affairs. One by one the problems began he sorted out from the most trivial to the most crucial problems. Of course, he will not be able to do it alone without the help of some employees who are directly related to the problem.

Those few days too, the time Segara had with Micah was less and less. Inevitably, he should begin to be able to put more faith in the daycare where Micah was entrusted. After all, during the few days that the boy was there, Micah seemed to enjoy and so far he had not received any strange reports from Grace.

Previously, he had asked Grace specifically to give him a daily report on Micah's activities in daycare as a whole, without anyone being missed.

Through the information he received from Grace, Segara also knew that his daughter had 3 close friends, 2 girls and 1 more boy. In addition to friends, Grace also says that Micah is getting closer to her Miss, Lana. The woman said Micah was much more attentive to Lana, and vice versa. Grace said it was a good thing, so Segara didn't mind.

This afternoon, Segara plans to come to pick up Micah in daycare and take the child to go for a walk before returning home. It's Friday, the streets will be jammed enough that he plans to leave the office early.

However, just getting outside the workroom door, he was forced to stop when he found Pamela running in a row from a distance. The woman looks panicked, her head dizzy checking the circumstances around as if she does not want her existence known to others.

“Ga!” call the woman, in a half-whispering voice.

Not even Segara denied, let alone asked what was the matter, he had been made to jerk when Pamela knew-how to scatter towards him and then pull his arm. His body was attracted, according to him when the woman dragged him back into the workspace.

“Why, anyway, Mel?” ask Segara confused. Moreover, when he saw Pamela again peeked behind the door before finally locking the door of her study tightly. “Mel?”

Pamela turned around quickly, almost making their bodies collide if only Segara did not swiftly rewind the steps to create a safe distance.

“Ga,” the great-grandson of the woman.

“Iya, what? Why?” Segara is starting to be impatient. “Why run here? Your work is done?”

“Duh, don't bother about work first. Friend mode, Ga, friend mode.” Cerocos Pamela's. Then the woman pulled her arm back. But this time, Segara did not resign as before. He held Pamela's hand, making the woman's step not so swayed.

“Tell me.” Declared. Instead of fulfilling Pamela's desire to activate friend mode, Segara instead activated boss mode, making any commands that came out of her lips sound undeniable. “What's up, Pamela?”

Pamela felt her throat suddenly choked. The saliva that was produced smoothly in his oral cavity seemed to freeze only with a serious look that Segara was presenting at this time. For a few seconds, his head felt empty and he did not know where to start.

Until then, there was a gap in his head that made the urgent matter that he had brought to be conveyed to Segara again appeared, in an instant confiscated all his attention.

Pamela took a breath once, holding it for quite a while in the chest cavity before exhaling it in a dramatic manner. Then, he took out the phone from the pocket of the blazer. For some time, the woman peeked at her cellphone and seemed not to consider the existence of Segara who was still waiting for an answer from her. Until then, the flat object he thrust to Segara without saying anything.

Segara who still does not understand the situation can only look at Pamela more confused, but he still does not mind taking the woman's mobile phone and try to check it to find out, what if she wanted to tell him so hard.

At that instant, Segara felt the back of the head feel heavy. It was as if a heavy burden was piled on his shoulders to the point of almost making him fall beyond help, he said, kala found a post on an employee-only website containing a photo of herself and Pamela walking together in the basement of the office.

The photo alone can cause a commotion, plus the ngawur narrative that comes along with the photo.

“Dating scandal this month?” that's how the narrative is made.

“Back to your workspace. From now on, do not just go up to my room if there is no interest.” His word while extending back Pamela's cell phone to the owner.

For the first time after Segara worked at the company, Pamela heard the man mention firmly their status as boss and employee. It obviously made Pamela a little shocked so she could not immediately answer the man's words.

“Astarina Pamela Wijaya, you heard what I said?” Segara again spoke with a firm tone.

Pamela immediately woke up from her shock, then nodded her head in tears as she understood.

“Back to your room.” Tell Segara again.

Realizing that the man will not accept any rejection, Pamela immediately resigned. Hurriedly he ran towards the door, grumpily opened the door and then slipped out still with a head that was wailing alert.

Inside his room after Pamela's departure, Segara walked quickly to his work chair. As fast as lightning, he grabbed the phone, dialed a three-digit number and then waited impatiently for the phone to connect.

“Halo?”

“Cek employee-only website. I want you to delete the latest upload that contains my photo, then find out who uploaded it. After can, please let me know.” immediately Say it without further ado.

“B-good, Sir.” Legitimate employees of the official web responsibility section of the company with a little stammering. During his leadership, it was only this time that Segara called and asked for something like this. It's natural that he's nervous.

After knowing his order was well received, Segara immediately hung up. The phone handle he returned to its original place with a slight slamming motion, the effect of the already overflowing emotions filling his chest.

For decades Segara remained silent in his position, trying to dampen his emotions because he still had to go pick up Micah. He did not want to come to the child in a bad emotional state because it could be bad for his daughter's mental health.

But, as much as it was the time he took to calm down, Segara still did not succeed as well. Finally, inevitably, he was forced to pull out his phone, then call Arkana.

“Please pick up Micah, Ar. There is a problem in the office, I have to settle first.” He said to his sister-in-law.

“Oh, okay. I'm walking now.” Arkana, absolutely no objection.

“Thanks, Ar.”

“No prob.”

After the phone closed, the atmosphere was quiet again. The storm only lives inside the head of Segara, carelessly looking for the best way out so as not to harm anyone.

Seriate.