Me VS Crazy CEO's

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Jihad frowned looking at Muni sir giggling.

"Office girl?" muttered. He was a little curious, which office boy dared to spray Mr. Muni and still a henchman only.

Ica looked at the tool wheel, felt something was lacking, then where the duster and spray bottle he had used to clean the meeting room.

"My mamposss !" as Ica, the main and important rule, cleaning the meeting room or other meeting room is not allowed until there is a cleaning tool left behind. Ica immediately ran to return to the meeting room, but unfortunately the meeting participants from the business partner of the CEO were present, not playing, besides there were Indonesians there were also Caucasian faces.

"Ahhhh, I'm a mah !" Ica was drowning, and sitting on the floor of the corridor. Thinking about what his sentence would be, or even worse he was fired.

"Auto is angry again me ! " Ica shook her head listlessly. He returned to the next room of the kitchen or the office boy's room.

"Why are you Ca?" ask Setyani who just returned from her part.

"Set, push me from the 5th floor, don't go high ! it's good enough to make me enter ugd, before being sprayed the same Missi !" said Ica, Miss Warni is famous fierce like a killer teacher if in the past school.

"Why the hell ?" ask Setyani.

"My cleaning tools are left in the meeting room. When I returned, the meeting room was full. Moreover, many bule, means that all elite company companies !" Ica replied in frustration, thinking about the fate of her college and her meal money.

"O Allah Ca, can you ?!" ask Setyani, maybe he will be sokorr ! and laughed by Setyani if he said that his preoccupation makes him forget the land.

"Well, what happened ! hopefully the boss at breakfast is good, so the mood is good again !" replied Setya.

"Hopefully they mules mules Set, so do not want to say if my cleaning tools miss, so busy back and forth to the toilet."

"Hahahah, your do'a is Ca.more can be said to swear people !" Setya's laughter.

"Yes, coffee is for you ! your face is already rich in less sugar, very pale ! you don't eat ?! what hurts ?!" setya asked, handing over a cup of instant coffee sachet that he had just made from the office pantry.

"Gue sawan, not to mention I'm tired.lately the task of college stacked really ! thanks for the coffee !" Ica replied he took out his lunch box, no fancy food, only stir-fried rice, and tofu, tempeh. Chicken he has not yet got because now the end of the month, the pockets of the residents of the house are in a critical period. Ica also issued his campus duties, as much as possible he would do it if there was free time.

"Loe's college is also Ca?" ask Setya.

"Yes, I want to change my fate !" answer Ica, his hands alternately.between scooping rice and side dishes also incised pen ink on the paper.

"Wrap me the same loe !" setya patted Ica's shoulder.

ceklek...

The door opened, Sari went inside. Not yet what he had squinted his eyes.

"So busy, anyways really good work rich in your own company ! this hour is relaxing !" Sari opened her bag and took out her makeup equipment that never missed. How many layers of powder he used, like a wafer ad, hundreds of layers until the porch was not visible following the line of eyebrows and lips. Why all the foundation ga dipake shower.

This is what makes Ica lazy, it turns out that the seeds of tambe turah seeds are spread throughout Indonesia is no exception.

"I'm busy, not busy ! after all, it was my break, my work was also done. Don't take care of people's lives deh, meningan ngaca tuh your face has screams for removal of make up, cheeks are already rich abis ditonjokin that, "answer Ica relaxed. Sari turned to Ica, "what's your business, besides I'm not asking to be bought by you !" the answer.

Ica kept her pen, her appetite evaporated into space, she closed her lunchbox.

"Ga good in julidin people, especially we never nyenggol nyenggol people ! so do not need to be the same person, you know not ? julid died while holding his mouth, already come out centipede !" gidik Ica, making Sari also frowned and sour.

Setya had laughed restrainedly, hearing Ica's rant.

Asep and Budi entered the room, "wahhh already in the gathering, already finished also ?!"

"Yes sep, bud.eh you want to buy food in the front warteg ga? tipped dong !" setya.

"Buruan, buy sep..bud.bustusan I have eaten, but since n4fsu eat I'm hunting rich exhaust asep, cross carried by the wind, aja if eating together can be turned back n4f*I ate it again !" answer Ica.

"Okay, sep...patungan buy chicken?" ask Budi.

"Can ! what do you want Setya? Sari wants to drop it ?!" ask Budi.

"Thank you, I ate in the cafeteria !" he said he left, he did not want to join friends of fellow commoners, he said did not bring a positive influence, and his aura was negative.

"So so so an in the office cafeteria. Money peck mah ga do not have prestige ! besides the prestige of dicedein, will not be full !" omelette Ica.

"Udah biarin Ca, maybe he'd rather see the clear clear !" kekeh Setya's. The two young men went to the warteg in front of the office. Ica and Setya are waiting. Ica immediately completed her task.

Before long, they returned with 3 packs of rice. They form in a team, so often spend time together, including meal time.

"Don't call Humaira, the extension ! call me Ica !" answer Ica.

"Okay, Ica ! the four of them sat on the floor, after the floor of this room in the lap part they occupied. The four laughed at each other's grievances and chirps from each other.

"I should have seen Mr. Alvian, for 3 months. Only now do I know which Alvian sir !" asep.

"How's it going?" tanya Ica, even though the picture in his brain is the father with a distended stomach and a bald head on the front because it is too hard to think.

"He was young, still around 25 years old. That's what other office employees say, saucy ! pokonya 11 12 is the same me !" asep replied, they laughed.

"Mathachi !!!" Budi rubbed Asep's face rough.

"Great he, still young has a master's degree, graduates of London !" reply Budi.

"Well that's it, my twin is it !" answer Asep again.

"The wasted flame, the one nyungseb in the palace, the one nyungseb in times !" the laughter of Ica laughed at Budi and Setya.

Ica changed her face, London...Jihad ??? why until now Jihad did not seek him.

Chequek...

The door opened, Muni and Miss Warni entered the room, the four were suddenly silent with mouths full of food, especially Ica.

"Humaira, can talk for a second !" lady Warni with her judes face. Like no stel good-natured fashion on her face.

"My 12, " whispered Ica.

"Yes mom, "

"Prophe Ca, I'm sorry !" setyani whispers.

"Why the hell ?!" ask Budi and Asep.

Ica followed these two superiors.

"Mom, sorry ! I didn't intentionally !"Ica put her palms together apologizing to Miss Warni. Just sober, Miss Warni frowned in confusion.

"Are you wrong, Humaira?" ask her. Ica looked up to open her eyes. He was actually relieved, because Mr. Muni did not report his actions earlier, as well as cleaning tools, where did he go?

"Huh? you don't want to upset me, do you ?" tanya Ica chuckled like an oon. Mr. Muni was eager to blow his laughter looking at Ica's face, but he kept her from keeping his image.

"Bu Warni from tomorrow he cleaned Mr. Alvian's office space, I'm sorry. Mr. Alvian called me !" said mr. Muni.

"Yes ready sir, "mrs Warni nods politely at the CEO's secretary.

"Lucky you, really hockey ! no new child has been able so far, even I recommend that Mr. Muni Sari prefer you ! from tomorrow your job is to clean Mr. Alvian's office space, replacing Fira on maternity leave !" said Ms. Warni.

"Huh ??! seriously mom ?!" Ica asked in disbelief, he pranced prancing joy, although only as a substitute for mbak Fira for 3 months he was grateful, at least say good bye on the brush w*c.

"Yes, don't do it with you, watch out for real work !" bu Warni.

"Huh !! my leg, I think that Mr. Muni wanted to report that I had sprayed him with a glass cleaner, where he missed again in the meeting room," kekeh Ica.

"What ??!!!" miss Warni's eyes almost out of place. Before being sprayed, Ica first runs away.

"Sorry mom, not intentionally ! "

"Humairaa !!!!!" screeched the middle-aged woman.

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