
Gilang and Kevin are the CEO and Deputy CEO if in office. But, as a brother-in-law if in the family tree. But Gilang, always polite and respectful to the father of two children, uh almost three that. Kevin has reminded Gilang often. Not to call him so formally. But that is Gilang. Who is always wise and friendly to anyone.
“Waah .. main to the house Sir. Make cakes at home. Understand, Miss Mil likes to work. Congenital baby may.” Praise Gilang proud of Gita who although pregnant does not like to sit on his hands.
“Siaap .. Later we attack. Just get ready for your house in a row by Ay, yeah. Lang.” kekeh Kevin who is still reluctant to tell the extraordinary news to his deputy.
“Hah .. Don't know him yet. If Mae is also already pregnant.” Kevin's heart in his heart.
“Can go to office today. Contract signer.” Fill in the chat Gilang short and clear in the reference for Gibran Sudrajat.
Three days earlier Gibran had received an email. An announcement that he was accepted at the company. And all forms of work agreements he can learn, because the content of the email is indeed detailed. Only, physically signer. Schedule followed. Because Gilang was still not in Bandung at that time.
There were 20 employees that they managed to recruit this time. Quite a lot, because it is partly spread in Cisarua. And some more place in PT.MK Farma this. Gibran is included in the team that will be hired in Bandung. And it is directly placed in the section of the Secretary.
Siska, don't take the time to honeymoon right away. Remembering before marriage has many permits. He now seems busy with his position. As chief secretary. Haikal's successor Kevin adopted for Cisarua.
“Good day Mr. Gilang.” Sapa Siska was courteous when delivering 10 new employees who were certainly in the status of apprentices.
“Oh .. yes. Please login.” Gilang is no less friendly to welcome the arrival of the new employees. Describe and explain in more detail the email about the employment contract. The next signatory takes place. As a formality to the status of the ten people before him.
“From these 10 people. No one yet has a place to stay ..?” tanya Gilang remembered the message from the mess procurement division.
“Ijin .. sorry Sir. My entrant. Still looking for a place to stay. All this time just hitchhiking at friend.” The woman's voice sounded soft.
“There is more to work on for his residence ..?” tanya Gilang threw the eyes of the ten people.
“Ijin, already got kost. Sir.” Answer the others again.
Gilang.
“Good. Who has not found a place to live? Please call ms. Ninik. He's in the personnel division. Data of employees who move to Cisarua is with him, may still be empty and can be used for residence, for those who need.” Reply Gilang give information.
“Ijin asked Sir.” Knock someone again.
“Please.”
“For those who live in mess provided, do not pay ?” it was better for him to honestly ask the thing that was flogging in his mind.
“Iya .. for those who take the right to stay in Mess. Housing money will be cut. For those who live in private places. There will be compensation fund.” Clearly Gilang slowly.
“Siap Sir. Later I will meet Ms. Ninik, to ask to stay in Mess only.” Answer the woman.
“Sorry, ask again Sir. Messnya where?” ask who is still curious.
“Still around this office. Behind this office. Messnya there are two, the other is in the area of drug factory of our company.” Obviously Gilang is always friendly.
“Wah .. If so, I'll only be a month away. Move to mess only. Let's save BBM.” The man who claimed to have lived in the hostel.
“Please consider the profit and loss, and make sure it is available on Ninik.” Resolutely Gilang back.
“Thank you for accepting my work here Mr Gilang.” Gibran said politely and looked sincere.
“Not because of me, but there is a TEAM that assesses everything. Happy working.” Reply Gilang with a flat tone.
Gibran was wrong. He knows, Gilang just hides feelings that are difficult for him to interpret. The grudge? Getting angry? Or indeed his heart is good, so he looks professional in the eyes of Gibran.
He really wants to be angry, but doesn't know why?
Because everything has passed, and according to him Gibran also never wanted to be born from an unclear marriage. Choosing peace and being sure of the future is better, for him it is enough to make his heart airy.
Gilang came home during the day, to pamper her stomach lunch with a young pregnant ostri at home. The smell of pandanus spreads throughout the house, tickling the sense of smell to get faster in the kitchen.
“Bundaa .. “ Call it friendly. Very sweet sounding.
“Ayaaaah.” Gita immediately hugged the body of the man who always made her miss it. But …
“Hooeeek.” Huh, Gita is still drunk with the unclean smell of Gilang.
“Huum. Still do not like the smell of sweat niih.” Gilang put a mask on his wife.
“Sorry yes, A’. “ Gilang feel guilty. He has not been able to tune the excessive hormones in his body. It was so difficult for him, not to vomit and nausea, every kiss Gilang if it came from outside the house.
“Not wrong Eneng. My son likes to clean. A’a shower first yes Neng.” The pampitnya, rubbing the head of the Gita. They went to their room to shower and change their clothes.
Maybe it should be a bit of a hassle, Gilang should shower often. In fact, the sweat does not smell very much. But, a pregnant nose is very sensitive. Relented to the taste of the wife, to her the usual thing.
This lunch side dish looks complete and special. Because all fish and Gita made. The line of sweet Miss green cake has also been seen rapid and beautiful, calling to be touched immediately.
Gilang wanted to take one, because since then had swallowed his saliva several times to immediately devour it. But he said it, afraid it would be the case.
“Neng ..”
“Iya A’ ..”
“Kuenya already in photo ..?”
“Already dong.”
“Heem. Can I eat?” Call for permission first. He really did not want to be wrong and became the target of the sudden bumil anger.
“Udah can dong, A’. Gotta time anyway.” Friendly Gita responded to her husband's question which to her was a bit silly. Bumil where aware if, the lighters sliding a little can be a tempest. But, please call the husband sensitive. Just do something wrong, he will never repeat.
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