Replacement Boss In The Inn

13. Not Coming to the City

Mukena that has been neatly folded together prayer mats, attached to a hanger to be hung near a window that has been tightly locked. And snatched the much-awaited item and then opened it.

Three clothes from three different stores, only one of which turned out to be not as expected. The model is very long and far dangling beyond the length of the foot. Ossa just smiled and put away the shirt while at the end of the bed. Sometimes, it could be smeared. Ossa never felt hatched, but always wanted to try next time in a different store.

Three other packages, containing the latest published hospitality books to your liking. Complete makeup tools such as Nola's with a simple brand. However, it looks slick when used and applied on the face. The last package is a beautiful, cream-colored shoe that fits well and does not disappoint him.

With a bright face looks relieved, Ossa was crumbling in the mattress to sleep. It was late, almost midnight. It doesn't take a lot of minutes. Those beautiful eyes had been docked and deep.

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Ossa had alerted Zoan's room last night to the other two gang members that morning. Nola and Pure were shocked and in disbelief. I also regret not thinking about it. However, Nola refuses and is unwilling to take up the task of tidying up Zoan's room, as is the case with Pure.

The two senior gangs were very compact objections. Nola and Pure reasoned, the boss did not tell, and their duties had been many and piled up.

Though their real reason, worried about making a little mistake when working directly in the boss Zoan's room. Feel excessive trepidation and worry if you will get the curse. That's really worrying for them.

Ossa resigned by pointing their index finger that leads him to touch Zoan's room. The youngest maid was helplessly resisting her senior's wishes.

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Zoan calls on the gang of helpers to gather in the dining room. And they stood before the boss to hear all the instructions.

"After this who wants to go to the city? Marni, Nola and Ossa, everything you need is there?" asked Zoan while continuing to eat. Just looked for a moment at the three workers who then looked down at the plate again. Pure cuisine is so awesome.

"Eight o'clock departs. You guys just wait on the terrace" continued Zoan.

"Purni and Nola, are the funds I'm providing still there? Don't forget, make me a report" Zoan said. This time looking completely at Pure.

"It's still enough, boss." Purely explained with certainty.

"If there is a sudden expenditure and more than funds, just tell me" Zoan said.

Murniati nodded. "Yes, boss," he said.

"Yes, you go, you go" said Zoan without looking back at them.

"Yes, boss. Thanks."

The three of them passed. Pure and Nola seemed very excited, their faces were very bright and happy. Not with Ossa.

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"Ossa, we're leaving..!" Purely looked at Ossa's bedroom door. Nola did not see the trunk of his nose, may have slid first to the terrace.

"Yes, mom. Happy shopping and be careful!" exclaim Ossa from the bathroom sink. Brushing your teeth after breakfast, before going to activities at the mother's house back.

"You're just transfer nitip same wine, Oss?!" pure Tanya exclaimed. Apparently still at the door.

"Yes, that's it, mom! If there's something I want all of a sudden, I'll call,,!" exciting Ossa.

"Yes, wess!!" pure Exclaim from the outside. And things went quiet for a long time. Pure has really gone.

Ossa didn't go to town with Zoan. Nola and Pure did not force her to come either. In addition to unnecessary and not in the mood, but is feeling a burden. He promised the boss to clean the room and wash his clothes this morning. Feel sorry if ignored for longer.

Because the morning that began after dawn three gangs of helpers were already active, all the doors in the inn was opened, especially by Nola. Only the doors and windows in the main room of the family have not been opened. Nola refused to touch. And that's where Ossa is doing it right now.

Aware of being alone and only with a security guard far away at the front gate, Ossa wants to rush to fulfill his dependents.

The boss's room, which had been tidied up last night, was still the same and there was no change. Only the bed seemed to fall apart. Ossa. Immediately rearranged, have not intended to change bed linen and bedding blankets. The upholstery is still clean and fragrant. Just pack it back neatly.

Ossa stroked the large cupboard glass in the corner of the room while looking in the mirror. He was looking random. As usual, the hair is coiled but stringy. The house shirt is a little short above the knee with no sleeves.

Ossa smiles at the mirror, remembering that Zoan is very fond of the appearance of being untidy. But,, Zoan was traveling to the city!

Ossa is enjoying his freedom. Working without supervision. Even by the gang leader. Pure, who sometimes also likes chatty and noisy. Or once, there was always Arzaki's mom standing by at home. Although it was rare to rebuke, the aura of a boss, must still be burning!

The mirror was clear and clean. Ossa greets himself one last time with a sweet smile in the mirror. Feeling very charming even though it looks stringy. Assume that Zoan is having a disturbance in his eyes. Don't understand the beautiful woman who is real. His taste is only in women who are good at decorating themselves. Uh..

Dunking, sweeping, mopping, but not vacuuming, all have been done.

The bathroom that is considered rude appears clean and tight, still not spared from his crafts. Ossa doesn't want the responsibility to clean up. All slaughtered brushes with scented carbolic spouts. And finally, finished with a very satisfied taste.

There is a hill of rotten clothes in the corner that must be carried to the back, in the place of washing and drying. Or laundry area owned by the inn.

The dirty clothes were actually odorless, there was actually a scented perfume residue evaporating from there. Ossa scooped it up and carried it in front of his chest almost even covering his face. Feel the responsibility if you have to go back and forth just to take a dirty clothes basket. Ossa intends to take him directly to the washing room in the back.

"Aarrgghh!!" the shrillness of Ossa along with dirty clothes that escaped from the raupannya and fell on the floor.

"Boy!!" yell Ossa again.

Very surprised because colliding with something had not subsided, it had to increase in shock with a large tall figure that was so close in front of him. And it turns out to be the owner of the room, the boss is the one.

Tired of gasping for a displaced heart, Ossa tried to calm himself. Zoan shifted backwards and crouched low on the floor. It turns out to pick up the phone that fell, because it collided with someone in his own room who turned out to be Ossa.

Zoan stood up and looked at Ossa who looked still in shock and was also looking at him. The girl is stringy but looks very sexy with clothes that were originally worn on her body.

"Ossa, why are you in my room?" ask Zoan in amazement. Ossa's face wrinkled with a confused face.

"Boss Zoan, why are you home? Why not go to Jakarta?" Ossa asked in astonishment.

"I didn't drive you into town, but my driver. I was very busy in the office. Why don't you go shopping? What's the reason for cleaning my room?" zoan obviously asked at once. Looking at Ossa who suddenly looks adorable with a sweet little sleeveless dress.

"I'm not interested in coming. I prefer to shop online these days. And it just so happens that boss Zoan's room is my job to pack. Nola and Mbak Murni feel disinclined if you don't tell him," explains Ossa.

Feeling his feelings had calmed down a little, the collection of dirty clothes on the floor with a low squat.

"Do you mind? You want me to tell them to do it myself?" asked Zoan with a bow to Ossa.

Degh, i,,! Zoan was a bit surprised. Needless to say, what he was looking at Ossa with his little shirt. But because Ossa didn't realize it. Zoan feels sorry.

Passed by the beautiful girl who was still crouching, and sat her ass on the sofa. Observing the state of the room is very neat, clean and fragrant. Zoan was no longer able to hold back his happy smile.

"Ossa, you're not carrying a basket? Don't you feel disgusted by my dirty clothes?" asked Zoan. Ossa was standing by scooping back all the dirty clothes. Been preparing for the door to rush out. Ossa turned to Zoan with difficulty. His face was smashed in the clothes. Zoan held a laugh as hard as he could.

"Boss Zoan, I really like your salary money, so I shouldn't be disgusted by your many dirty clothes" Ossa replied quickly. While walking near the door.

Zoan stood up quickly to Ossa and opened the door wide.

"Ossa, do you really feel disgusted by my dirty clothes?" asked Zoan to know. Ossa was walking through the bedroom door and himself. But not while answering.

"Excuse me, boss Zoan. I want to wash this immediately" Ossa said goodbye later. Pretend not to hear Zoan ask.

"Ossa! Actually the Laundry worker inn will arrive today !" zoan exclaimed from the door. But Ossa was again pretending to be deaf. Even more quickly by continuing to scoop dirty clothes towards the back.