Replacement Boss In The Inn

27. Pounce Permit

Ossa has no appetite at all, even it tastes like nausea. The expensive dishes on the bar table did not tempt his tongue at all. And that moment of eating was the right time for Zoan to take his leave.

Zoan brings the car to a large restaurant, but is quite familiar and comfortable for each visitor. It was at the super-wide Lakers' Resto that Zoan brought Ossa to dinner. Wanted for Ossa to fill his stomach with a feeling of security and airiness.

The weather is quite bright with abundant lighting in all corners of the restaurant area, increasingly clarifying the atmosphere of the restaurant at night. Zoan chose a bench of seats in the outer court, directly opposite the clear lake and green grass that slapped before them. Many visitors also choose to bring food by sitting cross-legged and berseljor on the edge.

Also seen the pool is wide and long, as a supporting facility and attraction Lakers restaurant restaurant. And it looks like there are still some people swimming there even though it is already night.

"What do you want to eat, Ossa?" ask Zoan. The girl who was grim in front of him had already ignored the menu book. A female servant was standing waiting.

"Fried Rice Keraton," replied Ossa. Zoan looked at the waitress who was taking notes. Then look back at Ossa.

"Drinks?" ask Zoan again.

"Avocado Juice, small glass," Ossa replied again.

"Fried rice palace, two. That drink, same iced coffee milk lakers, mbak,,!" zoan said calling all his orders.

"Thank you. Please wait," waitress farewell after completion of record. Then step back and turn around.

The waiter of the restaurant seemed far away. Maybe the distance of the restaurant kitchen with the position Zoan and Ossa sitting, approximately two hundred meters away.

"Ossa,,!" call Zoan down on the girl in front of him.

"Yes," said Ossa quickly with a questioning expression.

"Do you feel traumatized I'm taking to a place where people are free to do things like that? You sick of me?" asked Zoan sounding softly.

"No. Actually it's common. I also often cross paths with people who are outrageous at the inn. They can't wait to get into the room. Or, sometimes we are also not considered as humans when entering and serving into the room" Ossa explained clearly.

"So, you don't care if I bring it back next time?" asked Zoan by advancing his back and face. Ossa seems surprised by Zoan's question to him.

"Eh, that's not what I mean. That's totally different. Not the same, boss Zoan." Ossa quickly denied. Zoan keeps a smile.

"What's the difference, Ossa?" Zoan nosy asked. But also understand that the situation is not the same.

"If I see it like that at the inn, I quickly pull over and turn away. But when you're at the bar, it's like being forced to look at it" Ossa explained and glanced at Zoan.

"Who meant you?" lure Zoan away with his smile.

"Boss Zoan himself," said Ossa quickly as he continued to stand. Zoan was stunned to hear it. And Ossa no longer mention mas, but again mention the boss to him. Zoan doesn't like it.

"I want to go to the toilet for a while" said Ossa, turning around and leaving in a hurry. Walk quickly to the building that must have lined the toilet door in the room.

Zoan just followed Ossa's steps by raising both eyebrows while looking up. Until Ossa vanished into the building with a public toilet in front of him.

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Although Zoan knew that Ossa still felt forced and uncomfortable when he was brought, but already several times also Ossa followed and accompanied. The girl never refused. Just pointed at the overcast face as it departed, but it turned quite bright upon returning home to the inn.

And it ends the same every time he meets. The retreat left those who were busy on the spot. Look for another quiet place to eat.

Zoan always took Ossa in a different place afterwards. Only the open restaurant is Zoan's choice which for him is most appropriate to visit. In addition to actually Zoan also feels guilty, but also aims to clean up Ossa's memory so as not to be excessive tainted.

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On the way home from a blue meeting after dinner in a different place...

Zoan felt that today, Ossa's attitude and behavior felt different with a strange expression. Much daydreaming and very unfocused. Although the previous day was also caught by him daydreaming.

"Boss Zoan," call Ossa. Breaking Zoan's focus on the streets. He got the face of Ossa who looked thick cloudy lately.

"What's up, Ossa?" asked Zoan who was back straight on the street.

"I'm sorry. I'll stop working at your inn." Suddenly Ossa said something he did not expect. Of course Zoan was surprised. Until driving it can take a few seconds. Fortunately, the streets are a bit quiet.

"Why do you suddenly want to quit my job?" asked Zoan in disbelief. Various possible causes, flashed on the head. Especially on the task of Ossa who became his fake harem lately. But didn't Ossa never complain about his duties at all..? Zoan staggered.

"Ossa, why?" insist Zoan. The girl kept silent without saying anything. And raised his head slowly looking at Zoan.

"There's family business. My mother said my father was very sick. I have to be home by morning." Ossa explained with a cloudy face.

"really?" ask Zoan in disbelief. Ossa also nodded.

"Have your father been taken to the hospital?" asked Zoan. Ossa nodded back.

"At the hospital. But his condition did not improve. My father wants to see me as soon as possible. So I have to go home" Ossa told Zoan with his head slightly lowered.

Zoan was speechless with a hardened face that stared straight at the road ahead.

"Actually I've been planning to take you to Surabaya, Ossa. Tomorrow morning we leave too. But, what can I do. Your father is sick." Zoan complained and muttered. And he got back Ossa who was looking at him.

"But why did you quit your job? You don't want to go back to the inn after your father recovers?" ask Zoan in amazement.

"My family wants me not to go far anymore, boss zoan. Forgive me," Ossa said with a cloudy dipper on his face.

Zoan shut up for a while. Grip the steering wheel tightly.

"What time do you want to leave?" asked Zoan very softly.

"After dawn" said Ossa quickly and also very soft.

"Right you not want to work back at the Thousand Island inn, Ossa?" asked Zoan remained softly. Ossa.

"What if it's closer? Not as far as there?" Zoan. Listening to the face of Ossa who then also turned his head and stuck to look at him. But Ossa just keeps silencing.

"Working in my inn. Isn't it much closer? In fact, if you want to go home one month once you can, Ossa. I'll give you a round-trip taxi every month. How's it?" Zoan turned back and looked at Ossa fixedly. It was as if Ossa was hoping to agree. But the girl turned out to be shaking.

"Well, I'll give you a position as a guest greeter again. Working at my inn. Working me. No need to pretend to be my harem. How's it?" Zoan made an offer.

Ossa bowed his head deeply. Suddenly Ossa's shoulders were shaken and his sobs sounded. Ossa had been crying so much.

"Hey, Ossa,,! Why are you?!" exclaimed Zoan astonished. Feeling that none of his words were intentionally offensive or hurtful, but Ossa did. Zoan felt wrong.

"okay, Ossa. I will no longer persuade and offer you a job. Please, stop crying." Zoan. Ossa's shoulders no longer shake as often. But it has been rare. The crying also subsided.

"I'll order a cab to take you home, Ossa. Tomorrow morning after dawn. Is that so?" asked Zoan gently. Didn't want to blow up the girl's cry once more.

"Yes, boss Zoan. Thank you," Sahut Ossa faltered in between the rest of the sedu sedu.

Zoan was relieved. The cry of Ossa had completely stopped. No more sounding on his lips. Although it feels so disappointed with Ossa's great desire not to work back at him again. The girl really loved her family.

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