Muhasabah Cinta (Arya And Arini)

23.floor Hell

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Weekly meetings will soon be held on the 45th floor, all starting to prepare including Melisa. Melisa has dressed so beautiful and of course with expensive makeup tools to make Arya fall in love with her.

His hair was tidier but still left curls just like that because that was the attraction of him, said the person anyway?. His clothes were expensive so as to add a professional impression he thought.

"I will soon meet with Mr. Arya, this time I must impress him with me, and after that I will slowly take his heart and then I take all his property." Melisa's inner self.

So grandiose Melisa's desire, how can she hope like that but it doesn't matter that everyone is free to have such hope, but the results let God determine.

The meeting chairs are all full, all the highest staff have occupied their respective places and just wait for the leader who has not come.

"Morning," Arya's steps so quickly towards her great chair while arranging her suit, and Arya's eyes make sure everyone is there.

"Morning, Master! " everyone stood back up for a moment and then sat back down after Arya sat down.

"Start the report," his cold words made everyone throw one another glance and of course not only that but the tense faces and trembling bodies had started to come.

One by one began to explain and say the reports they made, Arya continued to listen to him by occasionally playing a ballpoint pen and flicking on the table. There seemed to be no problem yet, and it was in line with his expectations.

"You! " pointing it to Melisa.

"Okay, sir, you see, our prodak is very selling in the market even within two days our turnover is increasing rapidly," Melisa stood up to give a report to Arya that must be immediately received and also Arya correction.

"That was the result of our prodak sale in these two days, and also some small companies also ask us to supply prodak to their place. But I'm holding it back because I haven't gotten a signature from you yet" Melisa said.

"Do you not need money! until you dare to hold the prodak to consumers!" arya's words began to rise and of course with sharp eyes it had already directly led to Melisa's place.

"Sorry, Sir. That's not what I mean," Melisa downcast destroyed already her dream to get a good impression from Arya, delayed again the desire to get the cold boss's heart.

"I don't want to know, if the item is there and the consumer asks for it, quickly send it! if you don't get my signature you can ask Toni" Arya said.

"Ba-well, Sir! "

"Toni take care of everything! I have another job!" Arya drove away from the meeting place because she had started to dislike the meeting.

"Well, Master," Toni stood nodding also bowed for a while in honor of her Master.

"Start again! " toni said after she sat down and Arya had completely left there, I don't know what job made Arya rush away.

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Mulya beautiful beautiful radiant

A pure white red skin on your lips

Aisha the daughter of Abu Bakr

Rosulullah's Wife..

The Prophet loved you

Until the prophet drinks on the lips

If the Prophet is angry

Pinched his nose...

Aisha romantic your love for the Prophet

With Your Majesty you once played running

Always together to the end of life

You're next to Rosulullah..

Aisha sung....

"Shut up! it's noisy! " the loud noise from Arya managed to make Arini turn his head in annoyance of course, he was enjoying the song that became his favorite and also the sound that mediocre from him why he was confused with a heavy voice that was so annoying.

"Syirik aja Pak Tuan. Just say that sir wants to follow the singing as well but can't!" arini said so boldly. Faced with a person like Arya must be brave, otherwise it will only be toyed with and this path is what Arini took before entering this place.

"I don't need shirk like you! but i... " Arya grinned, making Arini must be ready to standby now let alone Arya's steps that are getting closer.

"Sir Master would like to do it! five meters away from Arini! Hus.. Hus.. There..!" Arini walked backwards but his hands flicked the rag he brought to repel Arya, the way is exactly like a chicken ngusir if in the village first.

Arya did not care that she continued to step closer until finally Arya stopped because Arini's back was hit by a wall and could not move anymore.

"Where are you going?" asked Arya who was right in front of Arini even both hands had flanked the thin body of Arini dry.

"That's.. Sir, don't come near! move out before anyone sees! " shouts Arini.

Arini gaping even his jaw as if to fall when he heard the answer from Arya, "Ihh.. Sir, go!! " Arini's hand began to move to get rid of Aryan's heavy hand that was stuck to the wall but it was useless at all Arini was too small to be able to fight Arya.

"Not to be afraid, there's only me here and only I will be able to see the contents of this tacky shirt you're wearing," Arya's hand began to move, holding the clothes Arini was wearing.

"Master!! although there is no one here but there is a God who will see it! I am more afraid of God than of the same man, so it is better that Sir leave! "

"Haha... Allah! over where? there is no God here!" arya's laughter blared her voice enough to make Arini's ears hurt.

"Surge! " Arini pushed hard on Arya's large body but could only shift a little, "Eyang! I don't want to work here anymore! This guy is so insane! " cried Arini, his eyes glared far ahead, making Arya immediately release both hands from the wall.

"Ma-sorry, Eyang. Not like I... " Arya's words stopped because when she looked at the eyes that Arini was talking to was not there, "Dare KA. uu...." arya's speech was interrupted again because when she turned her head Arini was also no longer there.

"Damn! I'm like a fool fooled by a fool!" aryan murmur, "Arinii!! " strong shouting.

"Sorry Sir! arini's work is piling up! " it turns out that Arini is still not far away from him, because Arini still had time to answer and his voice was still very loud.

"Just wait for Arini, you will definitely regret it," Arya stepped into her own room failed already she pranked Arini, "it turns out she wasn't as stupid as I thought."

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Arini snatched the glass as she arrived at the pantry, poured some water and gulped it down after she sat down.

Arini's breath was still burning, her chest was flat because she ran away from the calamity she had just faced, "Sir Master is so insane, can-can he do that to me he said disgusted but still approached me, does sir have a disorder?" Ask yourself.

"I should be more vigilant from today, I should not let my guard down. Later after I go home I have to buy pepper spray or chili as a weapon" he murmured.

"What do you want to buy pepper or pepper spray for? you don't have bad intentions, do you?" Arini immediately turned her head and it turned out that there was Raisa who came, Raisa also seemed to be thirsty because she immediately took a glass and poured water and took a sip to completion.

"Make mendoan meal, hehehe." grimaced Arini. The answer that does not make sense, since when the big company that provides mendoan, mendoan anyways wear green chili or sambal orek instead of liquid chilli or pepper.

Raisa shook her head, she did not know what exactly this little girl before her was, it was so annoying but now she was making a little joke like this child was not too stupid.

"What about your job, it's done?" Raisa sat next to Arini, looking at Arini's face that was still full of sweat.

"Yet, Ma'am. There are still many, "answered Arini with a clear face, "Bak, we are tukeran just place yuk, Ms Raisa on the fifty floor and I am on the forty-eighth floor, yes yes! " arini.

"Emang why? You causing trouble there? I told you, you be careful there, that's the floor of Hell." answered Raisa.

"Then from that, Ma'am. Arini did not feel at home there," Arini's face was increasingly clear, if not sure Raisa had embraced him like her own sister, yes because Raisa was five years older than Arini, 23 years.

Don't really understand why Raisa said Hell's floor, though the 50th floor is the most beautiful floor of the other and of course the work room is not too much because it is only inhabited by three people every day, every day, but certainly only Arya was there, because the assistant is also her secretary more often on the 49th floor, can be said that the 50th floor is the personal floor of the CEO anyway.

"Can't be Arini, the people who go in there are only people who have been chosen by Mr. CEO. We can't just change places, I might lose my job because I want to go in there" replied Raisa.

"But, Ma'am has been working here for a long time, while Arini is only entering first now, how can Arini be directly chosen, or not-don't-do...?"

"Don't-don't what? "

Don't-don't sir want revenge because yesterday I kicked him in the anus, wow really bad this. " Inner Arini.

"Don't what woii!! " call Raisa.

Shocked Arini because of the screams from Raisa, in addition to judes, jutek and chatty like Raisa is also fierce and seems to also make it often heart gymnastics.

"It's nothing, Ma'am. Excuse me, I want to continue working again, afraid of Arini's salary cut if chatting in working hours," the reason is justified, it is not appropriate for him to talk during working hours, he said, it has to be professional.

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𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘬𝘬...

Melisa slams the files on her desk, upset, annoyed and coaxed into one. His efforts again failed because his steps that he thought were right turned out to be wrong. It is not the admiration of Arya that he got even the spicy criticism that he felt.

"Damn! it was not easy to also take the heart of Mr. Arya, his heart was really cold as ice cubes that had long been in the freezer was sticky with his chest and not easy to melt! " Acestal Melisa.

Melisa sits her butt in her armchair and turns on the computer in front of her but that doesn't mean she's refocused on work, her heart still hurts from the failure just now.

His mind wandered back to find the path he would go through to re-launch his plan, it feels so deadlocked now let alone to get Arya's heart to get close he could not.

His life is not lucky enough because his efforts always fail, he has sacrificed every salary to beautify himself so that the lyrics by Arya but until now all that is still in vain.

"I have to keep succeeding, not now doesn't mean I'm failing forever. Hopefully tomorrow is my lucky day and I can get Mr. Arya," her smile grinned with intent, no unyielding words for Melisa to fail once that's okay.

"Failure is delayed success" he murmured again.

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Seriate...

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