Secretly Loving You's

Ch 11 - Making Trouble Again!!

That night Mr. Armand drove me to the front of the contract. We walked in tandem. At first Mr. Armand always walked in front of me. His long footsteps were not able to reach me, so I had to run around a little to compensate.

Either it's just my feeling or it's happening. Slowly the footsteps swallowed, so that I could compensate and we walked side by side.

As usual, we walked in silence. Sometimes I look at his face. Wanted to read his expression. I can't guess the contents in his head.

Actually, I was very confused by his attitude. As a woman who rarely seduced men, I was quite ambiguous at interpreting everything.

Why is he so good? His attitude was stiff, hard and did not say much, but his treatment of me was very good. Is this treatment only directed at me? Did he also treat the other subordinates like that? Does he also look for expenses, buy food, protect subordinates when making mistakes or take them home?

As I recall, Mr. Armand always went home alone. Why do I feel special? Is it because I am the subordinate whose room is closest to his? Is it because I'm his direct subordinate that he takes full responsibility for me? Or is there anything else?

A-or has Mr Armand any feelings for me??!!

Yalords!! So I have such thoughts?!! How could a handsome boss like him like me? Judging from any side, he was perfect. What good is it to like fresh graduate children who do not have advantages like me?!! What a funny thought!!

Nay, wake up from the dream soon!! Take the glass and look at your face. Ask yourself, should a boss like him like you!!

"Go in there." Mr. Armand's voice resuscitated me from wandering thoughts.

"Eh, yes sir?"

Mr. Armand pointed to the rented house. "Where to enter." Unknowingly we reached our destination.

"Eh, yes Sir .... I'm going in, you come home ...."

"You go in first, I'll go." Mr. Armand stood in front of me firmly and both hands were put into his pockets. His eyes are not to be disputed.

Actually, it's very disrespectful. Let the person who led you stand, while you enter the house. Should I have a little chat?

"Wanna have some coffee, sir?" Ah, my tongue really slipped. He would have thought I was teasing him. How interesting is that word?!!

"No. There you go in," he refused firmly. It really embarrassed me. I really don't have any face.

"Then I go in, sir. Thank you for driving me Mr ...."

"Hem."

I also turned around. Open the fence and pass through the narrow courtyard until it arrives right in front of the door. Before opening the door, I turned my head first, to see the whereabouts of Mr. Armand. Our eyes met immediately. It turns out he's still there! He made a gesture with his hands, telling me to come in. I nodded my head and immediately entered the house.

Out of curiosity, I peeked out from the curtain. Slowly, the body turned around and walked away. Mr. Armand really drove me into the house.

***

That night it was hard to close my eyes. Mr. Armand's treatment is always going round and round in the head. Remembering it makes my heart flutter.

"Well, what's wrong with me?" I stroke my heart that can't be conditioned.

"Come Nay. Don't let you like him. Remember!! Relationships between co-workers are forbidden!! Are you ready to resign? Ready to see the disappointed faces of mom and dad? Please, hold your feelings. Let's just say Mr. Armand's treatment is merely a form of attention from a superior to subordinates. No more than that!!"

Although it suggested my brain to think like that, but my hands were itching to send a message. Many times my whats app profile is closed. Just wondering, has he arrived home safely?

"Sleep Nay. We still have to work tomorrow. Don't worry. He's in a car. Must have gone home safely."

***

At 10:00 WIB, as usual I went to Bank Indonesia with several bank lawyers. In BI, the exchange of warkat will be done. Because Jember is in zone 2 so that the process of submission of warkat takes place at 10:00 WIB - 12:00 WIB. The return process takes place at 13.00 WIB - 14.00 WIB.

That day I came home with several tens of warkat consisting of a nominal above one million to hundreds of millions.

The large amount of warkat, the head dizzy, made me lose concentration. I should have checked the balance of every account listed on the warkat. But due to carelessness, I missed one account. I think, all accounts are filled with balances so that in the process of clearing returns, there is no repulsion.

During the day, conditions are still safely under control. I'm still working as usual. Input files disbursement even though the mind remains on Mr. Armand. By five o'clock, the phone on my desk was ringing. On the monitor is the number 201. That means Mr. Armand is calling me.

"Assalamu'alaikum, good afternoon. Bank J, with Arsha in the back office, can anyone help?"

"Arsha. Check out the giro shelter post. There's a 200 million gap. Maybe there's an outstanding balance."

"Ah yes sir, I will check." The phone was also closed. My heart is pounding. My feelings became unpleasant. If there is a balance that has not been debited, I just make a debit journal and debited manually. But somehow, I feel like the problem will be more than just that.

I checked the giro shelter. Sure enough, there is a difference of less than 245 million there. Should be in the afternoon, the shelter would be worth zero. It indicates that the transaction is in balance.

If the difference is in the giro shelter, it means that the problem is with the warkat I brought. There are customer balances that are not debited by the system.

One by one I checked the customer's account that got the current bill that day. And it's true. There is one customer who has a bill of 245 million and more surprisingly, there is no balance in the customer account!!

Suddenly my knees became weak. The head is dizzy. Eyesight began to darken. The body trembled incoherently. Cold sweat sprang up.

Maybe the term 'like being struck by lightning' in broad daylight, fits perfectly with my current state. I'm really scared!!

How can I run a customer who has no balance in his account?!! While the system already debits automatically and throws the balance to the opponent's bank!!

The system is already minus 245 million!! How to make the system balance if not by replacing the shortage of 245 million?!!

My feelings are so ungodly. B-how did I get 245 million?!! Even selling parental belongings would not be able to cover it!! How's this?!! I have to how?!!

I could only lay my head on the table. The tears are gone, no longer preventable. It feels like running away from reality and throwing yourself into the well. Maybe this problem will disappear.

When I was in a panic, the phone on my desk rang again.

"Arsha, where have you found the difference?" I closed my eyes tight. The clear droplets had already flowed like a creek. Even by resigning myself, it will not make me free from dependents. I will definitely be told to change!!

"Arsha?"

"Yes sir?"

"You haven't answered my question."

"Eh, um, i-iya sir .... S-s-I'm going to go to the Father's room," I said with a feeling of defeat. I'm ready to be fired, but not with the loss 😢

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Happy Reading 😁

NB : Which is confused with this part and maybe I lack details explained, point fingers 😅🙈

Sorry, anyway the story is that 🤣🤣 Take the point, anyway Arsha was told to change money 200millions. That's about 🤣🤣

Who asked if this really happened?? Yess, happen!! And it happened to me genk, hahaha. I'm that frivolous when it comes to work. Don't copy ya 🤣🤣🙏🙏