Single Boss Storage
02# Laxative Medicine
All the servants bowed to welcome the arrival of Noegha and the entourage. Quickly Noegha instructed to take them to an area that was spacious enough to accommodate all. The waiter understood and directed it.
Moura who was tailing behind with Keysha was still busy investigating where he was at the moment. He was so tacky and liked the restaurant that was in the water. All the staff had been sitting in his position, but Noegha's loud voice made everything quiet.
“Sini Moura!” tukas Noegha looked at Moura with instructions explaining that the girl should sit next to him.
Moura swallowed the salivary and was agitated, the previous gossip of his boss's assumption would have been more widespread among his co-workers if this were the case. Moura felt very awkward, but because he had just become an employee there then obedience was the key to survival!!
All the staff had relocated seats after Moura exchanged positions with the supervisor. Moura faced off with his manager, while on his left and right side there was a big boss that was none other than Noegha and Keysha. Moura was really agitated beyond measure, yet she had already swallowed her heavy saliva with cold sweat all over her body.
Moura pursed her lips in annoyance, the reason she had to act gracefully of course. Though he deliberately chose to sit at the very end in order to eat with barbarly. The corner of Noegha's eyes caught Moura's reaction making him even more curious about her. Although he was chatting with Mr. Khairul, occasionally Noegha's gaze was always on the girl next to him.
Noegha engaged in a serious conversation about his business trip he spent a week in the country known as the Bamboo Curtain with Pak Khairul and others, while Moura and Keysha just listened. The servants begin to prepare the food on their desks and stop the awkwardness that plagued. Moura stared at probing every menu which of course was dominated by processed seafood.
“Wh what is this?” Moura asked Keysha by pointing at one of the serving plates.
“Oh, that's delicious you have to try!! Definitely never because it only exists in the Kepri region here!!” answer Keysha is no less enthusiastic about introducing the typical food of their city today.
“Sail yes?” asked Moura timidly.
“Not... That's gonggong.”
“Yes snail!”
“Not. Gonggong!”
“It's a kind of snail right?”
“If in sunda it's tutut!”
“HAHAHA!!”
All laughing with the behavior of the two, they seemed to be doing comedy beside their cold boss who had made an awkward atmosphere. Noegha himself was as strong as he could not laugh so much as to hold back his image. But his body was riled up, he corrected his sitting position.
“This is not GONGGONG!!” Keysha who is still insistent continues to dispute the mention of the name of the food.
“Iya a kind of snail right iniiii?”
“Snail is fresh, it's on the island!”
“Owh sea snail?! Just say sea slugs anyway..”.
“UKAAAAN IH!!” Keysha felt uneasy with Moura.
“Haha already Key, Moura has just seen too right?”
“Gonggong is indeed a kind of sea snail because of its shape similar to snail!”
Finally, Khairul broke up the dispute between the two. All still laughing at Moura's innocence, even Noegha really could not bear to feel like he bit Moura's hand because of anxiety. Noegha picked up one bark, looking at Moura.
“This is called gonggong, is an endemic biota that lives in the waters of the Kepri sea."
Everyone noticed his boss who was describing to the innocent Moura.
"Gonggong is one type of seafood that is characteristic of the Riau Islands, especially Tanjung Pinang and Batam. Usually people here process it just by boiling it in whole serve with the shell, how to eat is quite easy to gouge the inside using the toothpick provided and in the chocolate with spicy chili.”
Noegha explained directly practicing and devouring it in front of Moura. Moura was silent for a moment, not because of the explanation of his big boss precisely because he could clearly see the handsome face of his boss who was not a bit flawless there. Moura swallowed the salivary in front of Noegha.
In the face like just now by Moura, Noegha himself misbehaved at this time ‘Damn, why his face as if it was so tempting anyway!!’
Everyone there seemed to be watching a Korean drama, where flashes of boss romance with subordinates radiated in both netra.
***
Since the incident at the restaurant with Moura, Noegha was always overwhelmed with anxiety and thought about the girl continuously made him feel uneasy. Noegha was so obsessed with Moura now, yet it had been a few weeks after that lunch that he could not meet Moura. Moura always avoided her, for some reason the girl always had a reason to reject her invitation. After reading the profile of Moura he got from the resource section Noegha had plans to get the girl stuck with him at this time.
“Moura!”
All the staff in the project room looked at someone they had already memorized.
“Iya sir?”
Bruock!
“What the fuck!! Completion period of support files can't be!!”
DEG!
Moura, who still needs a lot to learn and adapt to the work that deviates from the academic path she has taken, looks restless. Noegha throws a rough file at Moura's desk, Keysha approaches and tries to help her.
“I don't want to know now also this work report is completed. The calculation of RAB in some of your jobs is made wrong!!” scabbed. “REPAIR!” it was rough then. "You hand over my room yourself!!” tell Noegha to leave the room just like that.
“Sabar yes Ra, he is like that! But he himself came and maki-maki seems only to be able to get to you doang. It should be the one who nagged if Shaveera ga sir Khairul!"
Moura snorted in annoyance and immediately finished his work. He wouldn't have expected if his boss did have a goal for the girl to be overtime until night so that she could approach of course. Moura again snorted resignedly, and returned to complete as desired by his boss. Moura contacted her son's daycare, lucky she was allowed to add extra hours of pick-up. Moura rushed towards her boss room, she accidentally bumped into someone!
Bruuk!
“HEY! ROAD USE EYES!!” maki the woman loudly.
“Sorry, I was in a hurry..,” said Moura bowed his body.
“I said sorry, I was in a hurry!!” rutuk Moura.
The woman who was hit by Moura was named Margareth one of the financial staff. He investigated Moura who was picking up some fallen files. From the searches that Margaret received from some people in the office that Moura always got more attention from her boss.
“Where are you at gini return hour?” Margaret clasped her hands and stared at Moura and blocked her path of course. “You are good sir Noegha yes?!” she said cynically towards Moura.
“Hah?” Moura looked up and stood up with a frown on her forehead not understanding. Moura tried to ignore the questions of her office colleagues and immediately darted towards her boss room.
“Ish... How dare he cuekin me!!” Margaret stared with a grin at Moura's back which was now gone after entering the hall where her boss' room was.
Bruock!
Again Moura, who was very afraid of being late to pick up her daughter, did not realize that her boss was out of the room and was walking towards her. The impact was enough to make Moura's body almost fall
because his high heels make him sprained. Noegha caught Moura's body from falling. Their scenes happened like most Korean dramas that were always watched by Moura.
The eyes of the two of them clashed against each other, with the heart pounding much faster than usual. Moura did not even make a sound or move in the slightest, the atmosphere became even hotter when suddenly Noegha's lips taped over Moura's lips.
“Aaark!” As soon as Moura regained consciousness and pushed his boss' body and tried to stand up properly.
“Sorry sir I was in a hurry just now." Moura lowered his gaze. "All the files I have completed and the RAB report I have fixed.” he said later. “I excuse me!!”
Moura handed over her file quickly turned around after the file was received by Noegha. He ran away from the man who had just stolen a kiss from him.
“Hah?”
Noegha was stunned to not believe the woman could still escape her entanglement today.
“Your lips are so sweet Moura, even though only a little sticky... It makes me curious to chase you!”
Although still very upset at the woman's target, but Noegha feel lucky to be a little touch the woman.
***
‘What the hell is it? I got the wrong costume?’
This morning Moura returned to work after leaving her daughter in one of the daycare not far from where she rented the house. Arriving at the lobby of Moura's office felt a little strange today. Many pairs of eyes were glancing at him with their dislike gazes at him.
Moura was watching herself in the bathroom mirror at the moment. It felt like he was wearing ordinary clothes, a shirt suit and his basic pants were combined with a blazer that sweetened his look. Moura did not find anything strange, he entered one of the toilets to finish his wish immediately.
Braaak!
The sound of the toilet door slamming violently against the wall behind him.
“New this time yes there is a new child directly so the attention of Mr Noegha!!” one of the women started nagging into the bathroom area.
“Iya... Cave-in!! Every day I see every hour come home Mr. Noegha invite him home together!!” his partner is equally passionate.
“That's a big coincidence, boy! She doesn't know who the senior is here?"
Margaret and one of her friends entered the bathroom by gossiping about someone they didn't know was in the same place. Moura laughed in her heart, it was good fortune that she could hear herself the bad rumors all along!
“More bad kemaren doi caught kiss ama Pak Noegha!” margareth's whisker was upset, put lipstick back in her bag. “Fuck, JA*LANG!” then he still felt unaccepted.
Moura who has not wanted to get out of her place, opened her mouth wide ‘Means she's the most famous girl I hit! He followed me dong!!!’
Clenching Moura's hands felt the emotion of hearing it yet she had to endure. No sound from outside after a few minutes had passed, Moura walked out of her place. He did not expect for almost a week he tried to cover his ears from the slanted gossip about him, now coupled with new gossip fried in such a way by the hater who said he was kissing. Moura cursed for a moment then returned to his study in a broken mood.
Just as he turned on his computer, his boss had already taken Moura away. Today they had a meeting with the vendor, Moura followed behind Khairul sir then he swiftly prepared the room before the invited guests came. He went to the pantry and had the OB section prepare some drinks that he had explained, and also handed him a box of snacks that would be served when they met later.
“Who is meeting?” ask Margaret to the OB who was suddenly in the pantry area.
“Mba Moura from mba.” project team bright si OB.
Margaret smiled meaningfully, then the OB was busy preparing his work without paying attention to what Margaret was doing.
After a short walk, Moura felt that her stomach was uncomfortable. He's let out, rushed to the restroom. All repeated several times made all who attended the meeting pay attention to it and the meeting
not being conducive.
“You're sick Moura?” ask Khairul at the end.
“Once sir, the feeling was I was fine aja.”
“Abis eat what you?”
“No pack yet just─”
Moura stared at the coffee cup that was almost empty. He only drank his coffee shortly after the presentation of the project took place. Everything looks disappointed with the meeting which is just halfway through, unexpected events from Moura make them unfocused even agree to be resolved immediately. Moura immediately rushed out of the office after being given permission to go home and go to the clinic and rest at his home.
“I'm sure someone pranked me, previously I was very healthy!”
Moura was declared diarrhea by the medical team, he pocketed some medicine. Arriving at Moura's home, he fiddles with the object and enters one of the surveillance camera servers in the company where he works. Moura did not believe what he had seen, he himself did not hold a grudge but if he remained silent then the evil woman would increasingly become toying with him.
“You should be taught a little lesson, you think you can just as casually HAH?!”
To be continue...
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