My Boss Traumatized My Childhood

Chapter 1 Incident

kriiing.. kriiying... .

The sound of alarm filled a room that was sleeping a girl in it. Upon hearing the alarm the girl immediately got up and turned off the alarm on her phone, and headed for the bathroom to clean herself up.

After coming out of the bathroom, the girl took her face and her alphabet, then spread her alphabet on the floor of her room and began to perform her duties as a Muslim.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Naila, are you awake, son?" shouted Bu Nia, the mother of the girl, after knocking on the door of her son's room.

"Here you go, ma'am" replied the girl from inside her room.

"Oh, yes, I have. Then I went back to the kitchen, " said Ms. Nia, then left her son's room and headed to the kitchen to do her cooking.

Then the girl folded her face and her tongue, and returned it to its place. Then the girl moved out of her room to help her mother.

The 21-year-old girl named Naila Salsabila Nugraha, a sholihah girl, jolly, and likes to help others. The youngest child of Erwin Adi Nugraha and Nia Kurniawati. Naila two brothers, her brother named Gibran Narendra Nugraha is married and has a son, Gibran lives outside the city, because he takes care of the business of his father who is there.

"Mother, can Naila help you? " ask Naila when she's in the kitchen.

"Hloh, Son.Pain you are here, today you are the first day of work, already there ready later hlo, "said Bu Nia ignoring Naila's question.

"It's still early in the morning, Mom.It doesn't matter if Naila helps Mom first," said Naila, who wants to help her mother cook.

"Yes, but it doesn't take long yes, later you are late," Ms. Nia gave up, because she knew that if her child already had the desire to help, surely no one would be able to prevent it.

"Yes my dear mother" Naila said, kissing her mother's cheek lightning.

"I fried the chicken, huh, Mom? It's seasoned, isn't it, Mom? " ask Naila who is taken by her mother.

After a while, the breakfast menu is on the table. And Naila rushed back to her room to prepare. Then he came out the room was neat, wearing a black skirt and a long white shirt and a wide black hijab did not forget the bag in the tentengnya.

At the dinner table were Mr. Erwin and Ms. Nia, who had started breakfast.

"Naila, let's have breakfast first" said Mr. Erwin when he saw Naila coming out of his room.

"Yes, sir," Naila replied as she walked to the dinner table and joined her parents.

"Today you've started work, son? " ask Mr. Erwin when he has finished breakfast.

"Yes, Sir. Do'ain yes hopefully given smoothness," answered Naila while taking a plate and filling it with fried rice and fried chicken cooked earlier.

"God willing, Son," replied Mr. Erwin and Ms. Nia.

"Father want to go to the store, you want to be delivered? " ask Mr. Erwin.

Indeed Mr. Erwin has a building store business, which already has several stores. One of them is taken care of by Gibran.

"No need, Mr. Naila left alone," said Naila who began to spend his breakfast.

"Yes already then, Father left first yes," Pamit Pak Erwin as he reached out his hand to his wife and child to be crucified.

"Assalamualaik." Mr. Erwin passed to the exit.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, " answered Naila and her mother simultaneously.

" Yes, Mom. I also want to go" Naila said to her mother, yapping her mother's hand and kissing her mother's cheek.

"Yes, Son. Hopefully given the smoothness and ease in his work yes, dear."

"Yes, Mom. Amiin, Assalamualaikum." Shila got up from her seat and passed out of the house. While Ms. Nia cleaned up the former breakfast.

***

Shila leaves for her office on her metic motorcycle. On the way to his office, he passed the park road. In the park he saw a boy playing ball.

Suddenly the ball was thrown into the middle of the road, and the boy immediately chased after the ball.

From a distance Naila saw a car with a fairly high speed, drove in the direction where the child was. Soon Naila stopped her bike and ran towards the boy. Naila immediately pushed the boy to the side of the road while he was still in the middle of the road, the car was getting closer and closer...

"Oh God!" naila shouted, closing her eyes, thinking that she would be hit.

Sssiiiiitttt ...

The sudden sound of the tyre was heard in Naila's ears, making Naila open her eyes, and it was true that the car had stopped near Naila standing. There was a man who got out of the car, and walked towards Naila.

But Naila ignored him and turned to the boy.

"Sir, you're okay, right" asked Naila, who was taken by the boy.

"Hey I'm talking to you!" yelled the man.

"O Allah's Aldo are you okay, son, are there any injuries?" said a mother who was suddenly there.

"There is no, Mah.So I was helped by this brother," said Aldo while pointing at Naila.

"Thank you, Ma'am. Already helped my son," said the mother while carrying her child.

"Yes,Bu. Same" Naila said.

The mother took her son away from there.

" Have you heard me say that?" ask the man who Naila had ignored.

"Yes, sir, I heard, and you have to listen to me too, sir" Naila said.

"You mean, what,ha? " ask the man getting angry.

"Father knows this is the park road, many children who pass by, but you even drive at high speed. You should be more careful" Naila explained.

"Who do you dare to advise me,ha? " Task the man haughty.

"I'm just a person who cares for others, and upholds the truth" Naila said calmly.

"You... ."

Tiiin up! Tiiin up! Tiin's!

The sound of the car horn cut off the man's speech.

"Hi Sir, if you want to fight, do not be in the middle of the road, squeeze the edge of your car," shouted one of the drivers whose car was blocked by the man's car.

The man immediately ran to his car and drove away from Naila. Without Naila realizing there was someone who had noticed the incident from inside her car.

Naila immediately ran towards her motorbike, and rushed towards her office.

Arriving at the tall building that read Pt.Setya Utama, Naila immediately parked her vehicle and ran into her office.

"Wait, Ma'am. Ma'am want to do what? " prevent security when Naila runs into the office.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm a new employee, I want to get into 'Pak, " explains Naila.

"No way, ma'am.Mbak is too late. Working hours have started from half an hour ago," said the security guard in his uniform there is a nametag that reads Joko.

"But, sir, it's my first day at work, sir, please sir, let me in, sir." Please Naila while cupping both hands.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am. I just follow the rules of the company, Ma'am," said Mr. Joko explained.

"Let him in" said a man in a suit who had just entered, followed by another man who was also wearing a suit, and carrying a briefcase.

"Good, sir." Joko sir nodded obediently.

"Please, Mother," continued Mr. Joko while opening the way.

" Thank you, sir," Naila said to the man in the suit, and began to step inside.

"Wait." The man in the suit stopped Naila's steps. Naila who was relieved was now back to worry, thinking about what would happen to her. Slowly he turned to face the man in the suit.

"I-yes, sir," asked Naila nervously.

"Please meet HRD, and accept the punishment given, " said the man flatly.

"W-what, Sir? A penalty? " ask Naila in disbelief.

"Yes, is it unclear? " ask the man expressionlessly.

"Well, sir," Naila replied, looking down.

Then the man passed from in front of Naila, followed by the man carrying the briefcase. While Naila headed to the HRD room shown by Mr. Joko earlier.