My Boss Traumatized My Childhood

Chapter 7 Meeting the Boss

Naila Pov

Because of last night's dream, this morning I was a little lazy to do activities. After that, I did not go back to sleep. These eyes are like being afraid to shut, because they are worried if the dream comes again.

"Sir, your face is so pale. You sick? " ask my mother who is taking rice for you.

"If you are sick, permission does not enter work first. Don't force it, pity your body" said the worried father.

"No, Sir, Mom. Naila is fine, just a little lazy to go to the office," I said while taking a side dish for breakfast.

"Tumben, Dek, are you running into the office? Usually you are excited, until yesterday asked permission to come to Pak Andi's invitation just don't want to. You choose to go to work, "said the mother who had started her breakfast.

"That's because Naila's still a new employee, ma'am. Continuing later in the office of friends Naila on the do not enter, because it was a field survey accident," I said a little lying.

I'm lazy to go to the office because I still remember last night's dream. I don't know why it's hard to forget that incident, until I get into my dreams. I have tried to forget it.

"Dec? The deck? Salsabila Naila? "

"Eehh, yes, Mom? Wh why? " manyou're surprised.

"Mom asked. Are you not going to do field surveys? " say father.

"Eehh, thatuu. So it has not been able to ration the survey, "my words and immediately drink a glass of water. I don't know why my throat feels dry.

"Slow down the Deck, drink it" said the mother who saw me drinking quickly.

"Why are you, Dek? I've noticed lately that you've been daydreaming a lot" asked the mother to look at me.

"Naila's no papa, ma'am. You don't have to worry" I said, wiping my mouth.

"Come on Naila, I'll take you to the office. All you also want to go to the store," invite the father who has finished breakfast.

"No need, sir. Naila ride montor aja, "push me. Because I don't want to trouble my father.

"So you go with me, Dek. Seeing you limp gini, I was worried that you were riding montor by yourself," said my mother who again worried about me.

"Yes, sir. Then Naila with Father." I agree to bring father. I am also lazy to ride my bike. I don't know why this body feels weak. I don't feel pain.

"Yes already, Mom. If so the same Mr. Naila left first yes," said the father reached out to mother to be crucified.

"Naila left first yes, ma'am," I said reaching out and kissing my mother's hand.

"Yes. Be careful" said the mother, driving us forward.

I was driven by my father by his car. During the trip my father focused on driving and occasionally looked at me who was trying to close my eyes. A 30-minute trip can rest your eyes for a moment. Because last night I didn't go back to sleep, so when this car was drowsy, I attacked.

"From yesterday I saw you yawned many times, Nai.You seem to sleep hard huh, Nai? " ask dad.

"Yes, sir. Maybe soy sauce times, sir," I said twitching my arm. There's no way I'm telling you I couldn't sleep well last night. Surely you think the various things that make you feel worried.

"Yes, if you sleep. Later if you have until you wake up insyaallah," said the father again focus on driving.

I tried to close my eyes. But still can not sleep well, even though it feels very sleepy.

"Naila, wake up, son. It's here," said the father holding my hand.

"Yes, sir," I opened my eyes.

"Naila go in first, sir," I reached out to you. And kissed my father's hand.

"Yes, good baroque yes, son," said the father who I know.

I got out of the car too. Then he started driving his car out of the office. When I didn't see my car. I walked into the office excitedly.

"Assalamualaikum, Mbk Shila," said Mr. Joko as I walked into the lobby.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, sir," I said with a slight smile.

"Kok rich is not that spirit, Ma'am? " ask Joko Sir.

"Yes, sir. Attendance meetings on field survey. I only wish to enter today, "I said.

"Then I go to the room first yes, Mr. Joko," said I resigned.

"Yes, Mother. Spirit, Ma'am," said Mr. Joko and I just gave a thumbs up and smiled.

I took the elevator to get to my room. I'm the only one in the marketing room. After work hours have started. I turned on my computer immediately.

When I started doing my job, I remembered that Mr. Anton yesterday told me to file a marketing report to Mr. Rifan.

I'll bring the file to the CEO's room soon. I took the elevator to get to her room. Arriving in front of the CEO's room I saw a man who was always with Mr. Rifan. Maybe Mr. Rifan's secretary.

"Excuse me, Sir. I was ordered by Mr. Anton from the Marketing department, to submit this report file to Mr. Rifan," I told the man.

"Please come in, Ma'am, "he said kindly.

I also nodded and smiled. After that I stepped in front of the CEO's door and knocked on him.

The took! Geck! Geck!

After a voice invited me in. I came in and saw a man who was focusing on his laptop.

"What's wrong? " he asked without looking at me.

"This is me from the marketing department, ordered by Mr. Anton to submit this file to the Father, "I said a little nervous because I remembered the first time I met him.

"Put it on the table" he said again who was still focused on his laptop.

"Then I'll let you go back to the room" I said after putting the file on the table.

"Hm." He's just chortling. Without looking at me one bit.

"Basst the refrigerator," I murmured softly.

"I know what you're saying! " he said that he was still focused on staring at the file.

'Oh Allah, how can he hear yea, lest he be able to read the mind of my inner man' while stepping towards the door.

"Don't think I can read people's minds, you were talking still heard my ears," said Mr. Rifan again.

I also immediately came out of the room. Because I was scared of Mr. Rifan.

"Why are you in such a hurry? " ask the man in front of the CEO's office.

"Pak Rifan can read people's minds, sir...?" I hung up because I didn't know what this guy's name was.

" I'm good, secretary and assistant to Mr. Rifan," he said.

"Ohh, yes, Mr. Bagas. I'm Naila. "

"What did you say, Nai? Mr Rifan can read people's minds? Haha." Mr. Bagas laughed.

"Yes, Sir. When he found out I said he was a refrigerator, "I said. When I realized who I was talking to, I kept my mouth shut. Don't let him tell Mr. Rifan, if I call Mr. Rifan the nickname of the refrigerator.

"Huhahahah, what, Ma'am? A fridge? " ask Mr. Bagas again.

"No-no, sir," I answered wrongly.

"Hahahah, just relax if you are with me," said Mr. Bagas.

"alright, Sir. I'm willing to resign to continue my work, "

my words and Mr. Bagas just nodded and smiled.

I hurried up the elevator to get off the marketing room. In my heart pray that Mr. Bagas does not report himself to the superiors, because he has told the superiors.

After reaching the room, it turned out to be still quiet. There's only me here. Mila, who said she was coming, had no sign of her arrival. I'll open the files I need to work on.

This barrage of numbers from customer orders made me feel dizzy. I decided to go to the pantry to make a glass of coffee, so that the drowsiness that attacked me a little less.