Ravana's Note: Scandal

Note 2: Pantry

Ravana looked around him while stunned. People are rushing around in a hurry. They were neatly dressed, elegant, exclusive, yet their faces were tense and without a smile. Some were clamoring, some were angry, some were seriously staring at the computer in front of them while squinting.

It's very shiny, neat but dry clothes.

It's 10 in the morning, how could their faces look so tired and stressed?! How are they at home?! Thought Ravana.

And what made the young man even more worried, was that the corporate slaves in front of him would be his employees. Ravana who will pay them one by one, they will work for him in the future. After Ravana cleaned up the mess that happened, of course.

When the time to lead will come, will it be the same as it is now? Given the current time they all work for Sebastian Bataragunadi, Papa Ravana.

“Don't be dumb, bro,” Junet, his OB partner nudged Ravana's arm. “Lo's job in the marketing and legal area yes. They have a lot of requests. Continue later if it's 12 o'clock we clean the emergency stairs, okay?”

“Hm, okay,” then Ravana frowned. “But Bang, 12 o'clock it's not isoman?”

Junet snorted cynically. “If there is a little chance you can snack, because we do not have a break,”

“Hah? We don't have a break?!” hiss Ravana was shocked.

“Ya according to the contract at 12 to 13 hours, but surely we are told to buy food and wash dishes. Same with his work. Oh yes, do not forget the dispenser filled,” Junet explained in a tone that sounded complaining. Then the guy walked while pushing a trolley filled with lots of cardboard to the area across from the accounting section.

Ravana hesitantly stepped into the luxurious-looking room next to the hallway. It says ‘Marketing’ Division and below it says “Legal Division and Hukum’.

It seems that the two parts were put together in one area to facilitate the work process.

Ravana also looked into it from behind the pillar. Even the room seemed to be busier than the room he had seen. Like the stock market scene on Monday in blockbuster movies. Messed up.

The young man is looking for a pantry that will be ‘his power room’. And the room was in the inner corner.

“Somebody know the new OB whereaaa? That gallon's almost gone, I need coffee!” someone exclaimed.

“Lo already fifth glass Ahmaaaaad,” exciting others chimed in.

“My head will explode if not gagged coffee!” omel Ahmad's.

“Most coffees, lo will be anxiety, woi!" yell at the other.

Ravana grunts. It was his job, and he indirectly felt shunned.

There was no time for silence, he had to go in and work.

“Shortly yes Sir, I change first,” said while entering and passing Ahmad.

Instantly the room was silent.

Their eyes followed a tall half-Turkish figure (from Papa) half-Indonesian (from Mama) who looked calm and friendly, but his views implied a lot of meaning.

And what made all of them amazed, from behind his monotonous OB uniform, his arm and chest muscles were very tempting.

Ravana went to the pantry and went inside to open the warehouse where the gallon was stored. Instantly, the room behind him was immediately excited and noisy talking about it.

Basic on tacky, usual dong ngeliatinnya. thought Ravana sebal. They saw Ravana in the uniform OB alone was as uniform as it was, how about in the Presdir suit? At the direct passing out of times.

While lifting the gallon to get closer to the dispenser, Ravana was stunned.

“This is kidding!” his nag. The dispenser in front of him was just a small pump with a hose, there was a small button on it and a cable for mengharge. Even to cook water they use a gas stove.

“Ceile Papaaaaaah, if you are here now you can hang! Really late!” rahwana. He had seen such a tool on the online shop platform only about 30 thousand. The dispenser also felt the level was far away.

The dispenser will be on his investigation list this time. Due to the possibility of funds for the procurement of equipment, it was corrupted.

After unsealing the gallon, he slightly lowered his head to look for the hook. But unfortunately his knife hit his leg and was thrown into the counter.

While complaining, Ravana looked down under the counter, and that was when he saw.

“Hoekk!” said Ravana while upholding his body.

He pressed down on his stomach and set his breath for a while to endure the nausea. His mind was filled with swearing.

Then he took his cell phone and photographed the evidence. Then with the scissors that fell down earlier, he grabbed the disgusting thing and threw it into the trash.

Then add a list of items to his investigation.

A few moments later, a loud voice sounded from the direction of the Marketing Director's room.

"Can't be then!! How long have you been working?! This can be categorized as a setting for money laundering yes!!" shout that sound. Then the sound of something being thrown.

Ravana didn't come out of the pantry, but he just peered out from the edge of the glass window.

The angry screams happened for a while, then...

BRANGG!!

Some bantex hit the glass window next to the door of the boardroom until the glass broke apart.

Ravana stared at the incident with raised eyebrows. He immediately took a broom and a pengki.

But... How can the Director ride such a black hole? What is the problem seriously?! Or is his character emotional?

"Out you! I will report this to the owner!" shout that sound.

Two middle-aged employees, both men, were frenzied out of the Marketing Director's room.

And after that, the tall man in suit clothes who looked expensive, his handsome face with neatly shaved sideburns and bewok, also came out.

His eyes gleamed in anger, and the look on his face was wrinkled. He stood facing towards all the employees there while waist-dealing, defiant.

"I am sure that many of you already know that the actions of Mr. Yanto and Mr. Endang have happened for a long time. But let. You need to know yes, the investigation won't stop here. And if anything happens to me during this case, everyone knows who to accuse!" said the Marketing Director.

The employees just silently looked at the Director tensely.

Then the man went back into his room, and slammed the door so hard that the window glass around them shook.

Ravana hesitantly opened the pantry door while carrying his broom. He was watching the surrounding.

Employees have started working but with more rigid and tense movements.

"Duh, it's so bad to go there anjir.." he murmured afraid of being scolded too.

Yeah but how? That was his job.

Just in case, Ravana also brought a P3K box in the pantry. Who knows if shards of glass broke into the soles of his shoes or scratched his fingers.

Fortunately, office floors are made of granite instead of carpet.

Ravana's steps with a broom and his club made some female employees awkwardly while glancing at him.

Ravana when viewed at a glance is not as handsome as Mediterranean Caucasian men with thick sideburns, muscular body with shoulders and a maximum handsome face like a Turkish soap opera artist.

But her gentle gaze, sweet face and high stature made it very attractive to look at for a long time. Not boring.

Moreover, his bright brown eyes were very alluring.

The young man began to sweep the front area of the Director's room, and tried to be very careful not to make a sound.

Occasionally the corner of his eye watched the surrounding area.

And that's when his nose smelled something, vaguely fire he remembered this scent.

Fragrant Wood sandalwood from Mbak OG who was in the elevator this morning.