Ngumbara Love

Part 69 Looking for Rossi

The night is getting quieter, like the fairy who daydreams longing. Its presence brings a million flavors, perfectly binding tightly in the chest.

     🌠Andhra.

A morning that is bright enough to start morning activities. Everyone is ready to fight for a living. Mella has arrived earlier than usual. He walked leisurely to his office.

"For Mella's mother?" Sapa Lala bowed respectfully.

"Lalalaaa... I'm not your mother!" reprimanding Mella while pointing towards Lala, but her lips were smiling sweetly.

"As a formality only, Mel. Anyway, this is in the office environment, I don't want to be stamped as an employee who doesn't respect his boss." Lala convulsed, Mella threw away her original face, between haru and also anxious.

"Just up to you. You're so stubborn." Mella spread both her hands. "Here hug first." The two hugged Ria for a while.

"How are you, Mel?" After they stretch their arms.

"I'm fine."

"Everything's good, right? No problem is meaningful?"

"Yes! Everything smoothly. In fact, the problem I'm facing isn't that complicated." Mella answered this because during her service, she felt helped by Ryoki's presence.

"That's obvious from the twinkle of your glowing face like a girl in love with a man." Lala blinked one eye.

"What a look!" Mella smiled but was different from the previous one. Lala can catch that change.

"Is there a problem? You're like a man of many minds" asked Lala. Mella just shook her head weakly.

"No! It's not like that. I ... I was just on the phone with Prita's mom yesterday, if OB who works on this floor resigns. Though you know for yourself, Brother Andhra has been very comfortable with the old OB. And it's hard enough for us to find a replacement."

Actually, that's not the problem that Mella is thinking about, she's still thinking about her heart starting to branch. He was very comfortable with the bodyguards that accompanied him for these three days. But Mella is also unable to betray Ryo.

"Mella!" Lala gently shook Mella's shoulder. As she daydreams, Mella does not hear.

"Miss Mella!" Lala is louder.

"Ah, yes! What was? Sorry, I ... I'm less focused." Mella smiled clumsyly.

"Look, Mom! Ah, sorry Mella. I want to say that, there is my brother from the village. A few days ago, he was trying to find a job. I also talked to him, that there might be vacancies in this office..."

"Man what a woman!" Mella Enthusiastic.

"Yes... Guys! He's the husband of my friend. And incidentally, he rented a contract next to my contract. Pity them too, yesterday to not be able to pay the hospital fee for the Opera childbirth his wife. Fortunately there was a generous person who helped her," Lala told me with teary eyes. Mella to the point.

"really that? Okay fine! If the boys just meet Andhra's sister tomorrow. Hopefully, our boss who is a voter will accept it" said Mella enthusiastically.

"Who is the voter?" Mella was shocked, because the voice of someone without permission was right behind her body. As she turned around, Andhra's flat face appeared, expressionless, so that Mella did not know whether Andhra was angry or not.

"Sir Andhra ...!"

"Good morning Mr. Andhra Boss, Mr. Boss Ozan!" Lala greeted politely.

"What's? You said I was a voter?" Andhra pointed at her own face. Mella is misbehaved for fear of being caught saying bad things about her boss.

"I told you, Boss, he does, where he's said good things about you." Ozan provokes, Mella getting less and less twisted just looking down as a form of fear and disdain.

"Boss, Miss Mella was just talking about the new OB. I recommend someone as the new OB." Lala immediately covered her mouth with both palms. He just made a mistake. Mella was asked, and she answered. It was Mella who nodded in a stupid style.

"Man or woman?"ask Ozan. Andhra was silent a thousand languages, while putting one hand in her pants pocket.

"Mad ... Man, Boss. He is the husband of my friend." replied Lala.

"I don't know, Boss. But, I think he's a tenacious person at work." Lala convinced her boss.

Ozan looked at Lala with a sharp gaze, as if as a gesture that not just anyone who could come in and out of the boss room. Ozan was very detailed when choosing an OB. Lala glanced at Mella who was aiming at indifferent shoulders. Lala even felt very nervous as Andhra waltzed away without giving any answer.

"Not only tenacious at work, but also to be honest and trustworthy!" ozan said, making Lala's heart almost jump out of place. How not, he was already very tight-fisted when Andhra was just silent, not even answering the morning greeting from him "And You! Mella! Whoa the file you got yesterday. We'll talk about it this morning." Ozan breezed away after bowing politely. Lala and Mella do the same as a sign of respect.

"Almost!" mella said after Ozan left

"You have a mouth that can't be controlled."

"The name is also apes. Don't be angry with dong."

"But our Boss is getting more and more handsome!" Lala pressed her blushing cheek.

"Don't fall in love with her. The stakes of life." Mella pokes Lala's chin and leaves without permission.

"It's too late, even I've fallen in love since I first met," Lala said with a smile of her own. He immediately turned his head to the right and left. I hope no one hears her words.

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In the restaurant, the woman in black glasses was apparently doing a reconnaissance. According to the news that he heard, a girl of Andhra's heart works in this restaurant. By bagging a single photo sent by her men, the woman intends to meet her rival.

"Why didn't the girl show up as well. Till any time, I won't let go of Andhra." That woman may have gone crazy. He was once rejected even once treated very badly by Andhra. But no matter what possessed his soul and mind, he still intended to get Andhra, no matter what.

A waiter came to him again.

"Do you want to order again?" The beautiful and friendly Waiters saw that since the glasses woman had come, only ordered one drink.

"No! But can I meet a girl named Rossi? I want to talk to him seriously." The woman did not take off her glasses at all, but the female waiters could judge from the shape of the clean round cheeks that she must be a beautiful woman.

"I'm sorry, but Miss Rossi's not working today."

"Why could that be?" The woman took off her own glasses. His tone was also impressed like he wanted to get angry, maybe because his efforts were in vain. "Ah, sorry! What I mean is, what time does a girl named Rossi start working." The tone is lower than it was.

"Mbak Rossi will usually be here at sif's turn of the night."

The woman wears glasses back. Roughly put down a hundred thousand pieces of money and left haughtily. Waiters just shake while raising the glass of used drinks.

"Beautiful has no ethics. Mbok ya say excuse me or what kind of cake it is, I'm human too." Omel waiters, until they reach the wash

"Ngomel, Miss Nuri, why?"

"Owh Mbak Rossi is here to?" Not to answer him back. Rossi stared in any direction, then gazed back at the pretty waiters who were a bit slow.

"I've been here since morning, haven't we met in the dressing room?" wonder Rossi.

"Well, I forgot Ma'am, but there was someone who came mbak nyariin. I said that even Miss Rossi came if the change of sif night."

"Why did he get me?" Rossi recalled having an appointment with someone, but didn't seem to have one.

"Ndidn't know anyway. He just said he wanted to talk seriously with Rossi. But my advice, don't meet that guy. His arrogance is asking for mercy, even he left without saying excuse me. I'm sure he'll come again another time."

"Thank you?" Rossi still thinks hard, who are the people who are looking for him.

To be Continued....

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