Marsha's Last Port
#PTM CHAPTER17
Arriving at the Antareksa residence….
Marsha walks with a bag and cell phone in her left hand. The house looks lonely because time has been pointed at the number 11 night.
He entered the room without hambata from Marissa, Rama and even Rully. Marsha is relieved, she will not listen to advice about the soul mate of the mother.
“Where's Lo?!” That heavy sound.
“Bang Rully! why are you here?” Marsha said spontaneously, she thought there was nobody in here. Apparently there are guests who often come in and out without being invited.
“Abis overtime me.” Answer Marsha next.
“What overtime? I passed by your office about 7 o'clock what delapanan it was dark and no one worked tuh” said Rully browse.
Rully also more or less knows the behavior of the sister who often runs away if invited to dinner with friends Mama and her Papa.
“emm I met a client outside” Dustanya, it's true said parents. If we lie then the other lies will be born smoothly from our mouth and it's until the baby. Is it true…
“Ohhh.. cha I beg you, if Mama ngajakin you eat malem ama temen lo accept the invitation” please Rully.
Marsha sighed. “Bang, I just want to be the event do not be nawarin me dong. It's a dinner under the guise of matchmaking, I'm talking. The effect I do not dolel” Ketus marsha, there is indeed a nnarannar said Marsha.
“Lah really right, you don't lakelak” What a frustrating answer.
“Rese lo!!” Marsha throws a pillow right at Rully's head.
“Lo's already done aja” said Marsha again. Rully smiled meaningfully.
“Nearly..lo doainn hopefully in a halal movement” Marsha thinks he stops his hand.
“Gue knows..Gege is his name?” Rully stared in wonder at her youngest sister, in her mind ko Acha could tell anyway.
“Gue knows from Mama, almost every day Mama suffers him”
“Gue will recognize you later when Mama” Rully's birthday passes out of the room of the sister, he said,
Marsha just washed her face and brushed her teeth, time is getting late and today is quite tiring because of the lies created by herself and makes herself confused instead of playing, he said,to answer with lies so as to synchronize with the first lie.
Well this is the endless lie of hope \=D
The next day at the office..
As usual Marsha comes casually, as today is Tuesday and according to her it is a less formal day, a plain shirt of jeans and a dirt bike. Ever since he was required to study in Indonesia, Marsha asked for one condition that is the KLX dirt bike that he really craved.
Although at that time it became a controversy but still Rully bought it at that time.
Arriving indoors, Marsha keeps her hiam leather jacket behind her great chair. He sat down and checked a lot of incoming emails and some new projects.
When in the middle of busy with email and the results of the picture. Suddenly there was a knock from outside.
“Log in!” Marsha's Order. The one who entered was one of the Architects named Andara.
“Bu.. Sorry to disturb” Marsha raised her head to look at Dara, because Marsha thinks there is something quite important that will be conveyed by the virgin.
“What's up,Dar. Come Sit”
Dara sat down while hugging the blue-colored map and was quite thick.
“This Bu” Dara gives the Map and directly checked by Marsha. “A few days ago there was a client who wanted to make a hotel building and asked our team who made the design of the room”
“i have done the design as he wants, but the result is always wrong in the end he wants to bu Marsha herself who hiked his” said Dara at length.
“send that person's contact yes,let me follow up. This file I take yes, you can return” Dara pamit and out of the boss room, which according to employees is very warm and hamble.
‘Farhan Yudistira..I feel familiar with the name’ Gumam Marsha while looking at the client's business card.
Marsha is also checking the progress of the image, and that's just the initial process, Besment.
He believes his client this time is really perfectionis, because everything he does is always wrong. In addition, Dara and Marsha have signed a working contract for the design of the hotel.
With his courage Marsha tried to contact the number listed on the business card.
“Happy day.”Answer someone over there.
“Good day, is this true with Mr Farhan Yudishtira?” Ask Marsha.
“True.. with whom do I speak?”
“i Marsha sir, a few days ago we have agreed a working contract for hotel” construction
“Owhhh yes I remember, Mars Corp huh?
“Iya right sir, I want to talk about the image that is always rejected and re-revised, How about we meet this afternoon to talk about the design that you want”
“Pardon me this afternoon I have a meeting with a client. From the beginning I left this project to my firstborn. Then you guys meet at cozy cafe”
“Well then I will wait for your child there at dinner yes sir Farhan”
“Iya Marsha I will immediately inform my son of meeting with you at lunch”
“Thank you Mr. Farhan, I'm sorry to interrupt”
“Iya no problem Marsha.”
Tut's…
Marsha sighed softly, and there was another client who might be annoying. The time for lunch and meeting Farhan's son is about two hours from now.
He really has to prepare mentally better than his employees, because when his employees decide to submit their duties to the boss. They themselves are no longer able to deal with their clients.
Marsha is still working on several revisions, she has already packed her luggage into her carry bag. Marsha put on her jacket and walked towards the second floor. Marsha approached the Adera cubicle and found the Architect.
“Adera!” Marsha.
“Iya bu” Reply while standing.
“I want to meet the client you sent to me earlier, have you ever met him?” Ask Marsha curious.
“Not bu, all this time I only contekan through mobile phone”Marsha rounded her lips.
“Yaudah I go first” Marsha waved her hand.
“Good luck bu” Tell Four Architects.
Marsha smiled at the four employees and went to the parking lot, he took his trail to the cozy cafe that had been promised by Farhan again. He left early so as not to keep clients waiting. Because his office motto is ‘CLIENT SATISFACTION NO UTAMA’
Seriate…
