Sincerity Love Vishnu

Chapter 17 Teasing the Boss

Throwing his car keys at the parking lot of his Hotel Vishnu throw a smile at the man, the change in his attitude to be warmer even makes the parking lot man anxious because he feels Vishnu must have ulterior intentions, firing him maybe. Vishnu could only look on withholding his laughter.

Vishnu walked quickly towards the lobby, greeted by all the employees who happened to cross paths with him, he just threw a thin smile.

Until the steps of the General Manager of his hotel was seen walking also towards the same elevator with him. Vishnu just glanced at his subordinates casually.

“Good morning, Mr. Vishnu,” he said respectfully by lowering his head.

“Morning too,” answered Vishnu briefly and let his GM push the elevator button.

Johan, his General Manager was smiling awkwardly and straightly looking ahead.

“What is the current state of the Hotel is fine?” vishnu asked in a flat and calm tone as he usually did. “Case in Bar how?” he nodded with a cold tone.

“All the injured visitors have received compensation money, the troublemakers have been arrested by the police,” he reported in a respectful tone. “You need not worry, Mr. Vishnu.”

“Then, is there another case?” vishnu asked with a more serious look.

The look on Johan's face, the General Manager who was standing right next to Vishnu immediately looked at him with a face of gloom.

“Nothing, Sir. All safe under control.”

“Good, you work well. I love your performance,” praise Vishnu sweet smile.

“Thank you, sir,” he replied looking down happily with a stiff smile expression.

After the elevator door opened, Vishnu immediately stepped leaving Johan who was still there, looking at his back.

Vishnu ignored him, continuing to walk down the corridor to the room where he used to do things that dragged him to criminal acts. That fucking night.

With his steps slowing down and stopping at the door, he momentarily stared there. His hand pulled the door handle slowly and opened it

With a heavy sigh and a slightly trembling body he immediately entered and closed the door slowly, he did not forget to lock it.

The state of the room was clean without any trace, Ihsan must have cleaned up the mess in the room immediately that night.

Vishnu felt strange, why no rumors were heard about what happened to him.

With a slow step he approached the mattress and sat there, wiping the plain white bed sheet with his fingers. He sighed, trying to reduce the tightness of imagining his rudeness.

“I know, it won't be easy to overcome your trauma and forgive me, Ira. But wouldn't it be very painful if what we're going through didn't happen? What will our life story look like in the future?”

Vishnu spoke to himself, smiling to himself with the reality he had just obtained from Ihsan.

A truth that made him want to brandish a weapon and hurl it right into the chest, throw a sharp knife and rip the body of someone who seemed to be playing with his life.

“Astagfirullah ..”

Vishnu closed his eyes, trying to restrain himself, trying to say what he had learned. Saying words when he feels very depressed and wants to do bad, saying istighfar.

With a breath, trying to master himself Vishnu squeezed the bed sheet and set his breath again.

Just wait until the truth is revealed right before your eyes.

Soon Vishnu went from there to the office section of the Hotel. Walk with firm steps. Staring at the employees who are flirting and are also busy working on work according to their respective duties and positions.

“Pak Vishnu, in the Lobby there is a guest waiting for you,” said Ihsan approaching.

“Who?” vishnu asked to turn to Ihsan who had just walked out of his office room.

“Ehmm ... Delia,” whispered Ihsan closer his body.

Ihsan did not want until Vishnu employees heard any rumors about Vishnu with Johan's daughter, the General Manager of the Hotel.

Vishnu thinned his lips with a soft sigh. He immediately left Vishnu and ignored him, not seeing his guest.

Ihsan sighed softly and immediately followed Vishnu's step into the office room, putting the map on the table. Vishnu casually pulled out the chair and opened it quickly.

“Have you prepared where the boutique where Ira will do the fitting?” vishnu asked to turn to Ihsan who was listening to the file also at his work desk.

“Hem?” Ihsan was stunned immediately looking at Vishnu. Scratching his non-itchy head he shook his head while grimacing, revealing his neat row of teeth.

“Hahha .. don't you need a doctor's company?” said Ihsan was still grimacing amusedly.

Vishnu could only screech with the look of his face fading his smile. With a serious attitude again he studied the performance reports of his subordinates.

“Jam 4 pm, Sir,” said Ihsan in a made-up voice to be heard by the stiff boss.

“Paaak, at 4 pm,” said Ihsan again with a glance and lips clenched to hold laughter.

“Ck! Yes, I heard,” said Vishnu annoyed and embarrassed.

With a strong lip crease holding Ihsan's laughter lowered deeply, Vishnu who noticed it immediately threw a pen at him.

“Can be silent?!” gertak Vishnu squinted his eyes at Ihsan who even burst into laughter. "Do you want to replace me?"

“Sorry, Sir. I was just thinking about Doctor Juna. Hahaha .. how does he react when he stares at you.”

Ihsan increasingly laughed could not help but tickle in his heart. Until he had to beat a few times so that he could calm down and refrain from staring at Vishnu.

“Awas, you yes, laughing at me again!” Vishnu still looked annoyed but even his expression added to the tickle in Ihsan's heart. The man chuckles softly at his desk.

“I've sent my acquaintances to Almira's house, sir. All the latest collections will be brought to his house, so we do not need to hear his words for a while,” Oceh Ihsan with sparkling eyes and feel proud of his idea. Ihsan had already gained control and seriously returned to work.

Vishnu mangosteen was pleased with the brilliant idea that his Assiten showed, with a smile and thumb pointing towards Ihsan.

“About how you deal with the thin nature of it yes, sir, if you have married him later,” said Ihsan exhaled.

“Why do you think that far?” ask Vishnu again staring at the map.

Again Vishnu felt Ihsan like a mother who thinks only about her child. He himself had not thought that far.

“Oh yes, until forgot. This is sir, I bought a holster with the smoothest quality material on the market,” he said as he grabbed the paper bag he put under his desk.

Shifting his chair behind him stood up and handed it to Vishnu. Vishnu only glanced at a glance and looked back at the file in his hand.

“Don't performing the prayer not have to wear a sarong? Too fine material will also make me difficult to wear it,” said Wisnu in a relaxed tone heard mocking the silliness of Ihsan.

“Who said it was for prayer,” sahut Ihsan revealed a meaningfully suppressing speech. Ihsan snarled with pursed lips.

“Then, for what?” hiss Vishnu grabbed the paper bag and opened it, glanced at the contents wrapped in cardboard paper, took it out.

“It was to secure your heirloom,” throw Ihsan in a fierce voice.

“Ihsan, are you looking to die? Why should the color light up like this!” decak Vishnu stomped on the table with a sharp eye glare towards Ihsan who again managed to sneak up on him.

With his hands smothering his own mouth Ihsan restrained the laughter from escaping.

~Love will lunge vaporize its taste, exploding as the arrow of romance strikes. This meeting is wrong and let's get it straight. Let's put these mistakes together and find a reason why they should be created. Are we going to stay together or are we going to act like we never are?~ By. Yaya Shala.

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