My Boss Traumatized My Childhood

Chapter 8 Coffee

When Naila was in the pantry, she took a cup to make coffee. But when Naila was looking for coffee grounds, she didn't find it.

While looking for a middle-aged man who also entered the pantry, the man wearing an OB uniform greeted Naila. And Naila responded with a smile.

"Search what, Ma'am? " ask the OB when he sees Naila dizzy like she's looking for something.

"Search for coffee grounds, sir. From now on I did not look for nemu, "answer Naila was still in a daze.

"Ohhh, it might run out, Ma'am. For a moment I looked in the closet, Ma'am, " said OB passed to the supply closet.

And Naila just nodded.

"This is Mbak coffee powder" said the OB.

"Oohh, thank you very much, sir.... "

"Guys, Mommy. My name is Wawan, " said the middle-aged man smiling.

"Oh, yes. Thank you, Mr. Wawan, ", Naila said as she put the coffee powder into her cup.

"Yes Ma'am,sama-sama. In part I also want to make coffee for superiors kok, Mbak," said Pak Wawan friendly.

And Naila just nodded and started making her coffee.

"Yet sleepy, Ma'am? Ma'am what's her name? " asked Wawan.

"Ohh my name is Naila, sir. Yes, it's heavy sleepy, sir. So want to drink coffee so that the drowsiness run sir, heheheh," said Naila chuckled.

"Hahahaha, there's just one more thing, Miss Naila." Pak Wawan chuckled. Suddenly, Wawan was silent.

"Why, Sir? " tanya Naila was curious because suddenly Pak Wawan was silent after chuckling.

"Anu, Ma'am. I'm kebelet, Ma'am. But the boss asked me to immediately make coffee for him, " said Pak Wawan.

"Oohhh, that is. yes Pak Wawan has been going back aja first. Let Naila make it. Later live Pak Wawan inter" said Naila smiling.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am. For a moment," said Pak Wawan passed to the toilet.

After the departure of Pak Wawan, Naila immediately made another cup of coffee, and put it on a tray. Not long after Wawan returned. And see a cup of coffee on the tray.

"Thank you, Miss Naila. Yes, I want to take this to the boss first yes, Ma'am. "Wawan passed leaving the pantry. Naila just smiled and nodded her head, while drinking the coffee she made.

"The aroma of this coffee can calm the mind. Hopefully no more drowsiness," Naila's monologue when the coffee is up.

After feeling drowsiness that attacked him earlier was lost, Naila immediately returned to her room.

In the same place but in a different position. There was a handsome man who was focusing on his laptop. An expensive suit was draped on the back of his great chair.

The took! The took! Tokks!

A knocking sound rang out in his ear. Without taking his eyes off his laptop. He let in.

"Excuse me, Mr. Rifan. This is coffee that you are sorry for a long time," said Pak Wawan, carrying a cup of coffee towards the table Rifan.

"Hmmm ... put it on the table," said Rifan remained focused on his laptop.

Hearing that, Pak Wawan immediately placed the cup of coffee on the table Rifan.

"Then I resign, sir. Excuse me," said Pak Wawan while bowing his head.

"Thank you, sir," said flatly Rifan without looking at Pak Wawan.

After a few minutes after Pak Wawan came out. Rifan stopped his work and took the cup containing the coffee.

"That's right," Rifan murmured as the cup of coffee was brought before him.

Slowly Rifan started sipping his black coffee. After drinking a bit of coffee, Rifan put his eyebrows together, he felt astonished by the unusual taste of coffee.

"Tumben blend coffee is different as usual. It tasted better" murmured Rifan and continued drinking the coffee.

"Yes, Mil. I have only been working a few days too. Cook has dared to skip, I could have been fired later, ", replied Naila as she stepped towards her desk.

"Well, when I came there were none of you, Nai. Where the hell is it? " ask Mila who is back facing her computer. Because just now when Naila entered Mila directly diverted her attention towards Naila.

"I'm from the pantry, Mil. I sleepy heavily because I was alone in the room, so I made coffee to get sleepy," replied Naila who also returned to her computer.

"Haha. Some are lonely, " Mila said without taking her eyes off her computer.

"Yes, Mil. Usually there are you Maya and Rama so a bit exciting. While I was alone, " said Naila lethargic.

Then Naila turned towards Mila. "Have you been back in his office for a long time, Mil? "

"Not yet, Nai. Only about a quarter of an hour ago, "answer Mila turned to Naila.

"Let me guess you're out of the survey not back, Mil, " Naila said later.

"Want to do that, Nai. But how else would my survey people just near the office anyway, " replied Mila a little lethargic.

"If you hadn't come back to the office, I might have fallen asleep, Mil. It was so quiet earlier, "naila's sulk.

"Sir Anton same Ali also not back, Nai? " ask Mila a little closer to Naila's desk.

Naila stopped her typing and faced Mila. "Not yet, Mil. "

As Mila's smile rose, Naila who saw her frowned in surprise to see Mila suddenly smiled.

"Hey, Miles. Why are you suddenly smiling? Don't worry ah, Mil, " said Naila worriedly.

"Haha. What the hell, Nai. I was a little relieved to hear Mr. Anton has not returned to the office, ", said Mila.

"Kok seneng Mr. Anton has not returned anyway, Mil? " ask Naila who doesn't understand.

"Well we can be a little relaxed, Nai, " said Mila who has not returned to her desk.

"Let me think you're OGB, hehehe. "

Mila frowned not understanding Naila's intentions. "OgB what, Nai? "

"The new madman, hahaha. Peace, " Naila said as she made Peach with her index and middle fingers.

Hearing that, Mila pouted, and hit Naila's arm softly. "Absolutely you, Nai, "Mila's murmur does not accept.

"Oh .. yes sorry, Mil, " Naila said as she rubbed the arm that Mila hit.

"Egem .... "

There was a thumping sound from the entrance of the room. When Naila and Mila turned their heads, Mr. Anton was already standing at the entrance. Momentarily Mila quickly returned to her desk. Naila soon returned to work.

"Have the surveillance finished, Mil? " ask Mr. Anton when he is near Mila's table.

"Already, sir, " Mila replied nervously.

"Yes already. Then I went into my room first, " said Mr. Anton, then stepped into his room.

"Oh, yes, Naila! " Before actually entering his room Mr. Anton again turned his body to face his subordinates.

"I-yes, Sir? " tanya Naila immediately stood up from her seat.

"The file I told you to give Mr. Rifan. Have you loved him yet? " ask Mr. Anton while looking at Naila.

"Already, sir, " answered Naila briefly.

"Oh, yes, I have. Thanks though. " Anton turned around and went into his room.

Naila sat down again, and did her job.

"Jiang, guys. "