
Ismail came out of Mr. Pandu's room with a very disappointed face. People who cross paths with him do not want it to feel like lingering to look at him.
The people in the lobby were the same, they were whispering as Ishmael passed by in front of him. I don't know what they're talking about, Ismail doesn't care about it anymore.
"Eh... Uh here and there it's not Ismail huh. The driver of Zilla" said one of the receptionists calling and inviting his friends to huddle
"Oh yes, that's Ismail" replied one of the employees
"Why the rich face of the person gets angry. You see no, like that. I saw when he came to this office, it was normal... Not like this now, serem..." Connect the others
"Open him the person recommended to work for this company. Why yes" said the Receptionist
"Eitherway. Dissolve about Boss see we again huddle, we can certainly be angry" said one of the Employees
"Yes, it's been pretty dispersed" Connect the others and get back to work
When he passed Zoel, Ishmael passed him by. Ishmael was unable to contain his anger as if Ishmael wanted to shout as loudly as possible.
"Ishmail. That is Ismail. Why doesn't he greet me or look at me at all" Zoel said
"Ismail" Call Zoel who hasn't stopped his footsteps
Ishmael appeared to walk straight forward, without turning his body.
"What's wrong with her? Ask Inner Zoel
"Isn't today her first day at work? Where he's going that way. There is an exit" said Zoel who spoke to himself and pointed to the direction of Ismail's departure
"Ah... I'd better go after him. It is possible that Ismail is still ahead" said Zoel running after Ismail
"Ismail" Call Zoel who sees Ismail still in front
Ismail did not answer Zoel's call.
"Hey... Where are you going? Zoel patted Ismail on the shoulder
"Go home" replied Ismail briefly
"home... Shouldn't you be working today? How does going home mean that? What's wrong with you? Has something happened to you and Mr Pandu? Ask Zoel
"Nothing has happened. Believe me it's okay, I just want to go home" replied Ismail cirih
"Are you sick? Ask Zoel
"No" replied Ismail
"If anything happens to you, just tell me. Who knows, I can give you a solution. Yes, now you go home and rest take care of your health is much more important at this time" said Zoel origin
"Thank you" said Ismail
There was someone watching talking between them. Yes, it must be the employees of Pandu Company company.
"What you see" snapped Zoel to them
"Sorry sir" he answered, lowering his head
"The real work there! Don't be fooled by other people's business! You are here to work not to gossip" Zoel said
"Looky but fierce..." Complaints from one of the employees
"That's the boss. What do we do" his friend smiled
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Mr. Pandu who was in his room took the agreement letter lying on the floor. Mr. Pandu put it back in his desk drawer. Mr. Pandu sat back in his great chair and leaned his body on the chair. For a moment Mr. Pandu massaged his head that felt dizzy and occasionally Pak Pandu took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"I'm sorry for being the bad guy" said Mr. Pandu
Mr. Pandu saw a picture of his late wife who was on his desk. Mr. Pandu took it and rubbed the photo did not feel Mr. Pandu dripping his tears. Mr. Pandu felt a deep disappointment.
Geck... Geck... Geck... Sura the door on tap
Sura knocking the door made Mr. Pandu aware, Pak Pandu immediately wiped his tears that flowed with his hands.
Geck... Geck... Geck... The sound of the door on the knock
"Who? Ask Mr. Pandu from the room
"I Sir, Zoel" he answered from outside the door
"Why Zoel? Ask Mr. Pandu
"Come in Zoel" said Mr. Pandu
KreKK... The door's open
Zoel who opened the door of the room smiled at Mr. Pandu who was sitting in his chair. With a swift eye Zoel saw the direction in the room Pak Pandu.
"It doesn't seem like anything's happening" Zoel said
"Sit Zoel. What was? Ask Mr. Pandu
"Yes. Sir" replied Zoel sitting in front of Mr. Pandu
"Hows it? Ask Mr. Pandu
"That Sir. It u's... That was" Zoel replied stammeringly
"Why? Ask Mr. Pandu
"Ishmail. Yes, Ishmael" replied Zoel
"Well, what happened to Ismail? Ask Mr. Pandu
"So when he passed her in front, Ismail's face was like a person was angry. Why is it, sir? Ask back to Zoel
"It looks like Ismail is fine when he meets me" replied Mr. Pandu lying
"That's it, sir. Why did Ishmael go home and not work? Ask Zoel
"Maybe Ismail is sick" replied Mr. Pandu again lying
"Yes-yes it may be so sir" said Zoel scratching his head that did not feel itchy
"Is there anything else you would like to say that is not related to Ishmael? Ask Mr. Pandu
"Nothing, sir" answered Zoel
"Please get out of my room" said Mr. Pandu
"Yes, Sir. Sorry to bother you" replied Zoel lowered his head
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Ismail who went from the office in a state of anger, it felt like he wanted to give a lesson to someone. Ishmael is currently at Zilla's house.
"Zilla" Shouted Ismail
Zilla's... Zilla's... Zilla's...
"Zilla come out you" Shouted Ismail very loudly to the surprise of the person inside the house listening to his voice.
"Who's been screaming? Ask Inner Zilla who listened to him
"Zilla out you! I know you're inside" cried Ismail very loudly and Ismail was not just silent even Ismail banged on the door of Zilla's house
Ms. Ain who listened to someone's voice from the kitchen, immediately ran towards the outside of the house.
"Whose voice, Mom? Tanya Zilla came down the stairs that passed by to see Bu Ain coming out of the kitchen
"Lack of knowledge, son. Whose voice is that? But if you listen carefully, it seems to be the voice of Ismail" replied Ms. Ain
"Ismail" Zilla said
Zilla and Bu Ain ran out of the house, when he saw it was true it was an Ishmael.
Ismail who saw Zilla leave the house immediately approached him and approached towards Zilla.
Plaque... A slap that landed on Zilla's left cheek
"Aws... Pain" Shouted Zilla feeling pain in his left cheek
"That's a proper slap for you" Ismail said, leaving Zilla
"Are you crazy Ismail" cried Zilla
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