My Idamannical Boss

Pouring Out the Heart

"Well?!..."

"Don't yell, fool!"

"Sir?"

"What are you doing? Where's?" Sid repeated the question.

"I'm home, sir. It's sleeping." Kiran grimaced. His eyes glanced at the wall clock. It's only one in the morning.

What are you doing at this hour if you are not sleeping? Except those who... Shit! Kiran patted her own eel.

"You meet me now!" Sid's orders.

"Now? But sir, it's been a very night!" Kiran's voice was rising.

"Come, or I'll fire you!" Hardik Sid's. Kiran was already about to argue, when then realized something. Sid's tone of voice was not as sharp as usual.

"Sir Sid, are you sick?"

"You fool, how can a dead person get sick?"

"You mean?" Kiran asked, not understanding.

"I've been dead for three years. Siddharth, who is not me now, only uses my helpless body."

"Sir, why are you?"

"You meet me now!!!" Sid shouted, still in a very weak voice.

"Yes, sir. I'm going to your house now." Kiran jumped out of her bed.

"Stupid! I'm at the office, not at home!"

"What?! The office?! At this hour, what are you doing in the office, sir?!'' Cecar Kiran's.

"Hurry up, you chatty girl!" Sid disconnected his phone.

"Aaaarrrrrggghhhh...! Why else is he?!" Shouted Kiran annoyed. But something was stirring in his heart, curiosity and worry filled his heart.

Kiran had said goodbye to her mother and uncle, but kept her away because she could not wake them up.

He took a piece of paper and wrote something on it.

Ma'am, I'm leaving first, there's a very important affair in the office.

He put the paper on the dinner table so that his mother could see it later.

Kiran rushed to the garage and immediately drove her car to the office.

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The room was quiet. There was only the sound of clockwork seconds breaking the silence. The silence that screams with its ripple. It gives off the smell of loneliness and solitude.

Sid sat leaning against the chair with his legs raised to the table.

Sometimes he looked at his phone, then glanced at the door. I hope the girl he is waiting for comes.

But, until fifteen minutes passed, the door did not open. The room is still quiet. The air smelled lonely and sad, Sid closed his eyes that felt heavy.

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Kiran was concentrating on driving, as her phone rang. He already knows who called him.

"I'm on the road, sir. It'll be there soon." He answered before Sid could make a sound.

"Let's have a really nice car, maybe I won't have to wait for you until my hair is gray!"

Kiran let out a rough breath.

Even in this condition, you can still insult my car!

"What clothes are you wearing?" Sid asked suddenly.

"I..." Kira looked down, watching her appearance.

The piece of thin nightgown she was wearing, was still attached to her slender body.

"Hmmm... I'm wearing a nightgown, sir."

"Crazy! You want to tease me, right?! I told you to come to the office, Why are you wearing a nightgown?!" Spray Sid.

"It's okay how? Night, Day, or morning, I don't care! You're going to the office, now go back and change your clothes!"

"What?!" Kiran shouted loudly.

"Table!!!"

Kiran took a long breath. Getting annoyed with his strange boss. "What clothes should I wear, sir?" Kiran pressed her voice so as not to explode.

"Dumb question! To the office wear work clothes! Quickly change your clothes and meet me! Don't dawdle!" Talks interrupted.

"Oh my God, help me! I'd go crazy like this!" Kiran was screaming hysterically in the car. With a huge annoyance, Kiran turned her car back to the house to change her clothes.

An hour later, he arrived at the office. The night guard opened the gate for Kiran.

He was most afraid of being in a deserted place, not least this office of his boss. Although not creepy but, visiting him at two in the morning still makes him cringe.

Kiran knocked on the door a few times, no one said. Kiran opened it and stepped inside. There, Sid was sitting in his chair and closed his eyes. With feet on the table.

Sid's breathing was regular, his chest moving up and down rhythmically. Kiran stood up, looking at Sid's face.

In fact, even in sleep your face remains charming. But, what really happened to you, Mr Siddharth?

For almost five minutes, Kiran looked at Sid's face. For some reason, Kiran caught a different aura emanating on Sid's face. It was as if there was a great wound and a very heavy burden on Sid's heart. And if only he could, Kiran once hugged Sid and stretched out her hand to share the burden.

Gently, Kiran patted Sid on the shoulder. Making the person open his eyes suddenly.

"Kira! You surprise me!" Kiran shouted, making Kiran take a step back.

"Sorry, sir I didn't accidentally." Kiran apologized.

"This time your apology is right in place!" Sid nodded. He then observes Kiran's appearance, a knee-length ash skirt, and a plain white shirt. With the hair ponytailed as usual, do not forget the large glasses attached to his face.

Pretty sweet, and cute.

Sid is amazed by Kiran's very minimalist appearance.

"You're so neat, it's only two o'clock. Office clock is eight." Sid pointed at the wall clock.

What do you want, stupid?! You were the one who told me to wear clothes to work!

"Sir, you overtime? Why are you still here?" Ask Kiran.

"There's something to do!" Spray Sid sharp. That's when the smell of alcohol came from Sid's mouth.

Kiran begins to understand that Sid is drunk.

"Sir Sid, you must be drunk. Sir, I'll take you home."

"Why should I go home? Just here."

"Sir, your condition is not good, come on! Sir, you just rest at home."

"I don't know where to go. I have no place to go back, I have no home." Suddenly Kiran's heart was filled, tears began to pool in her eyes.

"Your brother's drunk."

"I feel like I have no home, no place for me to go home. I am like a stranger in this world. In fact, the two women I loved left me. Alone, lonely. Shit! Brengs*h!" Sid took a long breath. "God is unjust, whose sin is this? what am I supposed to bear?!"

"Sir, let's go home." Kiran grabs Sid's arm, guiding him to stand up.

"Kirana, you're lucky to have a place to go home. Go home in the real sense. So be thankful."

Kiran nodded. He felt sympathy and compassion for Sid. Tears had even escaped flowing from his round eyes. As expected, that Sid was harboring a very deep sorrow. Kiran picks up Sid, and stumbles toward the elevator.

"Kiran." Sid is silent again. "Right now you must be saying in your heart 'Sid is stupid, you are so troublesome!' Aye, right?" Sid looked at Kiran through his already wavy eyes.

Kiran. "I've never thought that way, sir. Just relax." Kiran gave her the best smile she had. Sid sighed, for the umpteenth time exhaling his breath long.

Sid releases Kiran's hand, then tries to stand up straight and looks at Kiran at a glance, in the next second, she has already hugged Kiran's tiny body.

"Kiran, help me." Brisper Sid into Kiran's ear.

"Sir..."

Seriate...

Oh, and Sid...