Me VS Crazy CEO's

Ica tired face

"Tumben left early in the morning Ji ?" ask her mommy.

"Yes mi, Jihad's work piles mi," replied Jihad. His hands scooped up the rice along with the side dish quickly.

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"Ca, really for.padahatan not kemaren spirit really ?" ask Galih.

"Most money, "

"Most he ate wrong, "

Kaka kakanya guess.

"Mom, this afternoon there's a posyandu right ?" bang Riski asked, seeing that his mother had prepared with her cadre's clothes.

"Yes, why?" ask mother.

"Son of his rich mother worms, less blood..weak, tired, lethargic ! give me the ijo bean porridge, "kekeh Galih.

"Love the red sheet, definitely the spirit !" answer Riski."

"Whispering both, rich mom !"

"Ca, is it because there's no bakwan?" ask mother.

"Come, again males ! males is leaving for work."

"Well, why? not so much the spirit level up ?!" ask Mira tea.

"My boss is rich jeng kelin, rich ask mated ma s3tan asem tree !" answer Ica.

"Sabar Ca, his name is also a superior, likes it arbitrarily. Just how you stay, hold what you do ! can't stand it !" answer Galih lightly.

"Usually also loe mah resistant aja, why now melt rich crackers with water ?" ask Riski.

"Ga know, I'm tired of college assignments too !"

Beside him Zakir spread his hands to Ica. If this is the sign, the boy asked to be carried and invited to snack.

"What dude ?" ica asked, the parents of this boy are used to the call Ica always strange.

"You jajan? noh ask the same Mr. Loe, mr. loe stingy ya ! kesian !" tanya Ica answered herself.

"Sue Loe, my son's pocket money is more than you used to be at high school, " replied Riski did not accept.

"Ca, someone's been dancing !" said Mira tea came to sit joined, Ica raised her eyebrows next door.

"Teh, can't sit down slide a little. Don't lap that ! make it drool !" galih. Riski laughed, her two younger siblings in front of the immortal singles.

"Teh Mira is rich again in angkot aja, calm or gauh ga will be pulled the cost as well, who nyariin?" ask Ica.

"Most Diki, "guess Galih.

"With saha?" ask Mira tea.

"With the lawyer, " replied Galih, all frowning.

"Lawyer \= unemployment many events, "kekeh Galih.

"Ohhh, another or.eta mah the borokokokok, not him ! it's mah cool, suit, handsome, fragrant !" answer Mira's tea.

"Ahh, time ! should be a dong thanksgiving, Ica sought after modelan gitu mah. Or do you have cot debt?" show Riski.

"About !!!" Ica Tepis. Realizing his clothes were still pulled Zakir, Ica turned her head.

"Teh, bang.this is loe narikin mulu's son !" said Ica.

"Wrap the Cottt !!!" overwrite Galih, if not Galih then Ica is the target of his nephews.

Ica held Zakir, not expecting others to follow.

"Aunt Ica, Momo wants !!!" exclamation Morina.

"Tante Ica, Ara would too !!"

"Robi is also Robi !!!"

Ica patted her eel, "it feels rich to have my many children !" Ica Dumel.

"Yang sincere aunt Icot, may you windy loe blessings and replaced !" kekeh Riski's.

Finally Ica led them to the shop.

Apesnya at the stall he even met Diki, Diki,

"Eh, neng Ica...jajanin ponakan ya ?!" her tanya grinned, Ica looked at her cynically.

"No, I want to bring them to ngamen ! "

"Pipet Momo, what do you want to buy ?!" ask Ica to Momo who looks confused.

"She also bought cigarettes. You can't go to water if you don't have a cigarette !" diki.

"Ga nanya, " murmured Ica.

"Why did it come ? want to smoke a cigarette?" ask Ica.

"Ahh neng Ica can, "

Ica shuddered amusedly, "alum died in a cigarette butt ! " said Ica before really leaving.

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After each child gets what they want, they laugh with joy and return to their origins, Ica gives Zakir to her mother.

"Aaaaa, Mira tea ! loe's son is pumping me !!! where is this uniform again !" lamented Ica, Galih and Riski laughed.

"Replace the hell bang, but don't use ompol too ! pantesan angel, this boy diem peed, " complained Ica saw his uniform wet on the stomach. Zakir was laughing.

"Udah, change it first there dikolek dikit cold ! it's just a little. Parents said first, it's a sign that the child feels at home with you !" answer Mira's tea.

"Where do you feel at home, people are juiced !" his gerrick.

"Whenever I meet Zakir pee, what a rich toilet face.gue !" dumbling.

Finally Ica rubbed her uniform at home and wrapped it in a plastic bag so that the wind would be lighted later in the office, while she wore a white t-shirt.

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Jihad was waiting for Ica in the office, "employees no morals.already what time is it !" but there is still 5 minutes to get to work.

"I'm late, "he told Riski.

"It's stuck, I'm trying to overtake !" Riski overtook several vehicles in front of him.

It was already 5 minutes late, Ica ran towards the cleaning room, sure enough, Miss Warni was already waiting for her with her phone handle and emotions.

"Humaira, what time is it !"

"Sorry mom, my uniform was dirty so it had to be rubbed first !" Ica immediately put on a uniform that was still wet on her stomach.

"So dirty little mom, "he answered. The phone rings again.

"Tuh, from earlier Mr. Alvian nelfonin. How many times !" show me Miss Warni.

"It's only been 5 minutes ma'am, yes I've done it now ma'am !" said Ica grabbed the gear wheel.

Ica ran with a little face for, it was not easy to work while in college, had been a few days until he stayed up to do his college assignments.

Jihad that began to be upset, lowered his legs crossed in the room of Mr. Muni, then the man was more astonished by the behavior of his superiors, he more often pay attention to Ica work, he was more, always visit his room to wait for Ica to pass by. And most strangely, his boss always wanted to annoy Ica.

Ica cleared every corner of the Jihad room, a few tens of minutes he was there.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to fall in the toilet !" he muttered, the last time he closed the door of the room of Jihad.

"Any, the guy doesn't exist but commands the same rich sound to me, don't don't my boss this ghost !" kikik Ica while out. Ica continued to clear the corridor passage to the room of Mr. Muni, Jihad who hid in the bathroom Mr. Muni just listened to Ica interact with Mr. Muni.

"For the sir, I whistle first !" Ica Permissions.

"Yes, " mr. Muni even researched Ica from top to bottom, looking for the privilege of Ica. Ica realized that she was being noticed, Muni.

"Why sir?" ask Ica.

"No, just continue !"

"Sir, where is Alvian ? from the beginning I entered until now just the same voice commands aja nyampe, people never know !" Ica told Muni sir.

"She's on the toilet right now !" the answer.

"Thank God he's real, I think my boss is a ghost !" kekeh Ica laughed at Muni sir.

"Done, done sir. I am back, sir ! " ica's pamit, taken by Muni sir.

Just arrived at the cleaning room, the phone rang,

"Hallo, " replied Mrs Warni.

"Humaira, "bu Warni handed me the phone handle.

"What more, O God ! take me ! I want to check on people, "Ica welcomes.

"Yes sir, "

"You've never cleaned the bookshelf section ?" ask Jihad. Ica has never cleaned that part, because there it does not look plural, he intends to clean it tomorrow only. He is really lazy.

"Udah sir, "answer Ica so as not to spray.

"Don't try to lie, I know !" cebik Jihad, if it is certain that the girl already knows who is talking to now.

"Yes sir, I'll be back. I say once an hour !" answer Ica.

"Bikininin me coffee !" coffee 3 tablespoons of sugar 1 tablespoon only, the water should boil and fit, do not make the aroma of coffee stifled !" his random order came back out.

"Need cyanide sir? or is it sulfuric acid ?!" ask Ica.

"You want my poisonin ?!!"

"Kirain, you guys want to debus that, test the ability of the hull ! joking sir, ahhh ! don't be serious about old cepet !" answer Ica.

"Quick !" shutup.

"What's wrong if you want to call aja barista personally here, pake bother bother nyuh og !! long time I siramin also later coffee to his face !" gerutu Ica, heading for the pantry.

He asked Warni the special coffee lady his hygienic boss.

"His cup has a special Ca, " replied Miss Warni took the cup out of her own closet. The cup was washed again when it was clean, in a lap like a child who just took a bath.

"Allah ma'am, you want to make it really complicated ! love a cup glass of used mineral water ! it won't hurt your stomach either !" answer Ica, please,

"Husss, ngaco ! if she has diarrhea, you want responsibility !" bu Warni brushed off Ica who was on her back to pay attention to her teachings.

"This is sure the glass does not need to be bathed in flowers all that bu ?" tanya Ica, Miss Warni laughed, just this time Ica saw her og boss laughing. Ms. Warni is actually a good person, only she is firm, judes and fierce as a form to her profession.

"You sick Hum ?"

"Mom, don't Humaira call him let alone just Hum, not very good in the horror. Call me Ica !" answer Ica.

"Mommy, some days I'm staying up mom, my body feels pegel, it's not good !" continue Ica.

"Hm, take your medicine. Our rich man, this dime fighter can't be spoiled, can't be sick for long !" replied Miss Warni, Ica nodded.

"Sip ma'am, but later I hitchhiked before long yes ma'am, break time !" Ica's permission is taken by Warni.

Ica delivered a tray of coffee to the Jihad room. He felt his head slightly shake.

Upon returning from there Ica saw the watch in her hand, soon it was in her rest.

Ica put together her bag and put the chair together to lie on it.

"Ca, is the tumben lying down ?" ask Setyani.

"Loe hurts Ca?" ask Asep. They just got back.

"Body I'm not good, I just want to sleep a stretch."

"Ga eat Ca?" ask Budi.

"You guys, I'll eat !" answer Ica is ready to lie down.

"Why don't you guys just bring the mattress here, move all of you ! " cynastic ladybug Sari.

"The lyrics ! if you want to follow me !" omelette Ica.

"Huss there go ! noisy !" expel Ica.

Ica began to close her already heavy eyes. Jihad intended to make sure if Ica had rested, he walked towards the cleaning room.

"Sir, what's the lunch in the office ?" ask Muni sir.

"In the office alone, I still have a lot of work, "

"Where are you going, sir?" ask Muni sir.

"I have business for a moment, "he replied.

His steps led him to the ob's room. Jihad opened its doors slowly. He knitted his brows at the figure of his beloved girl was closing his eyes on the chair.

"Tumben, usually he never abis batre.ngoceh continues, there is an absurd behavior." Jihad entered he sat watching the sweet face of Ica who was tired.

"Is he sick ?" His hands reflexively wanted to wipe Ica's face.

Unknowingly this action was seen by Sari who was about to return.

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