
Many times the ringing of his cell phone was ignored. Sri's hurt. Lucky is too plin plan to play with his feelings. If still with Amira, for what in reaching the top together repeatedly. Can't be loved!
Lucky contacted Mr. Karim to stop in the middle of the road and wait for him to arrive. But Sri threatened that until Mr. Karim stopped, he would go down and take a taxi.
His heart was burning. Heat. Arriving at the office trying to be as normal as possible. Meeting with Dila and several division friends, making him able to muffle and forget his anger for a moment.
Noah didn't come in today. Dila said, Mr. Noah again visited the distributor. Delivery of goods that must be checked until completion. Sri didn't ask much. More busy taking care of his work under the guidance of Dila.
Until lunchtime, Sri was still in her cubicle. Still have to check the goods in and out. Check it on the computer and edit the wrong part.
"Hai Sri" said Agnes, a twenty-five-year-old girl, parading ayu with curly hair like instant noodles. The sweet look matched her face with a pointed chin. "It's over?"
"But mbak. There are still many bonds that are not on the list" replied Sri shook her head.
"Later again. Let's go to the cafeteria first. Laper" Agnes stroked her stomach. Said it was time to ask.
"But Sri is still not finished. Ma'am Agnes just as Niar mbak" refused Sri smooth.
"Sri, I'm not done either. Comeon already. Join with mbak Dila. He was waiting in the canteen" Niar interrupted. Take Sri to the canteen.
It is not good if you refuse to continue, Sri takes care of her work and follows her co-workers to the cafeteria on the ground floor of the office.
The canteen was separate from the office building. The canteen is at the back of the building. Pretty big and two-story. It is more suitable to call a cafe. Comfortable and clean.
Dila waved her hand towards the three of them. Dila sat at the very edge near the guardrail on the second floor of the canteen. After taking their respective parts, Soon they headed to Dila's desk.
"How long are you guys?" ask Dila as soon as they join.
"Mbak's habits. The new kid is getting a lot of work" replied Agnes glancing at Sri and laughing.
"Your job isn't ready yet, Sri?"
"But mbak. You have to be careful. Ntar was wrong mbak" Sri blushed on the ledek Agnes.
"Eh.. Have you heard the gossip yet?" Dila began to open new news that his partner must hear.
"Waahh.. What is it? I think it's exciting" Niar looks enthusiastic.
"So I met Sofi. She's saying.. Susan would like to be recommended as an expert. Hmmph.. You can guess what the purpose is?" Dila.
"Si Sofi know where you're from?" asked Niar while sucking his drink.
"Well you know.. Sofi is the cause of gossip. Yes, it must know deluan lah" continued Agnes.
"Yes that's it. But, I'm not sure Mr. Noah will accept. He made a recommendation from Sapri. You know the flirtatious one" again Dila throbbed.
Sri who does not understand what it means, just listen. Enjoy the food more than hear the rumors that are not yet clear.
"At most Susan's just an open model. emmmpph.." Niar flicked his collar up to his shoulder. Said Susan was just a modal undress.
"Hahaha. He only knows how to insult people. Though he himself is not right yes" Agnes spoke while babbling so enthusiastically gossiping ria.
The three of them laughed. Sri was just grinning to see the behavior of these colleagues.
"I told you, Susan just wanted Deket to be the same as Noah. Mr. Noah is uugghh. hansome abeesss.." Niar grunt to bite the straw in his glass in the style of a centile.
They laughed gigglingly at Niar's behavior. Sri is getting amused at seeing it.
"Especially if Mr. Noah again wear white clothes.. Aduuhh. The six pack is. ahh.." Dila.
Holy hooch! these guys. on what speaking? though setau Sri, Noah looks ordinary if wearing white clothes.not to print the stomach boxes. Dila who is married just dare to talk like that. Especially the other two girls. Sri bobbing head.
"Eh.. Sri, actually Mr Noah what are you? how can I get a man in a kayak, Noah?" tanya Dila looked at Sri seriously.
"Huh? what mbak? No kok" Sri choked get a question like that.
"Eleehh.. Can you Sri. You don't know? usually, who enter this office is difficult Sri. If there is no backing, where can you immediately get a table like yours" said Agnes.
"Oohh.. Is that right?" Sri mangosteen.
"yes it is. the test is heavy. in-depth interview. The question is complicated" Niar explained.
Lahh. if it is as difficult as Dila said, it means Sri is very lucky Noah wants to guarantee it. Without having to be difficult about the interview and a series of heavy tests that must be passed Sri.
Until the break ended, they returned to the office and reworked their respective tasks. Sri feels grateful to be able to immediately work and get super friendly coworkers and can immediately blend with her. Sri has to work hard and will not disappoint Noah who has been well backing him into here.
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Lucky wasn't busy texting her and calling her again. Sri also does not want to bother. Once in contact with Amira, Lucky must have been busy having fun with the girl. That's what Sri thought.
Go home to the mansion with the mind trying to be made calm. It's not nice if her mother-in-law sees her pouting. Sri took her work home. There was still a little more bon he had to check. If you do it again tomorrow, the work will pile up.
After cleaning up, Sri went downstairs to see Melani. Her mother-in-law took her to dinner. Relax as usual. Melani is always cheerful. He made Sri very dear to her. And so is Melani. I don't think it's wrong to choose a ghost. The plain attitude and what is from Sri, makes Melani's affection doubled.
Sri told Melani to go to her room first. And Melani nodded in agreement. Sri checked her phone which was earlier on charge. Sri let her phone die while on charge. There was a feeling of uneasiness from earlier that he kept. Lucky's not home yet. And the message did not stop by Sri's phone.
Sitting in annoyance staring at his laptop screen and a pile of unfinished work. But his brain did not want to think. Lucky didn't call him. I don't know what he's doing now. What was his busy job until he had to go home late almost every night?
Or... she's with Amira? aghh!! Sri rubbed her hair rough. It was so upset. He wanted to not think about Amira. But again his brain was fixed on the beautiful girl.
With him, Lucky has become a high-level perverted god. Especially with Amira who is far above Sri? can he stand not touching Amira?
"Buneeeeee... Sri is going home!!"
Sri stomped her feet annoyed. Many times he flipped through the accumulated factor bonds. But the slightest bit did not go into his brain what he should do now. Worrying about the cell phone in his hand. I want to type a message or call Lucky directly. But prestige!!!
Tok...
"Sri. it's mami.."
Melani knocked on the door. Hurry Sri opened it. Tumben once her mother-in-law came to Sri to the room. There must be something important.
"Mami, come in mi" Sri shifted let Melani in.
"No dear. Mama just wanted to say. Lucky's not coming home tonight. She called mami. He said you're dead, right?"
The deg!! not home!! Lucky's not coming home!! oooo... amputee!!
"Sri"
Melani called Sri because the girl became stunned in silence. His heart broke hearing this news.
"Eh. yes mi. Nothing" answered Sri.
"Is your phone dead?"
"Yes mi. Lowbet was Sri cas"
"Ohh. yes already. Lucky's not coming home tonight. There's work to be taken care of. You're okay, baby?"
"Ndak. It's okay"
"If your phone is ready to use, just call Lucky?"
"Yes mi"
"Yes already. Rest yes"
Melani pampit go. Sri nodded and smiled. As soon as he closed the door, his face turned cloudy. I don't know why his heart feels so bad. His eyes heated up resulting in tears piling up on his petals. Dropping without Sri could prevent it. Glancing at his silent phone did not scream because there was an incoming call.
"Oohh! not home?? the same Amira Mase?? Okay. okay.. losses... there's the same Amira teruuss... eghhhh!!!"
Nagging and squeezing his phone furiously. Turn off the phone. Let Lucky can't reach him.
"Awas Mase Yo. See it later! Don't say goodbye!!"