The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 82

Without feeling four years since the event Zesya celebration that time passed. Zesya was in fifth grade, and Deliza was only in third grade, although she was late in the school year but the boy was also very smart to catch up with her. That afternoon Hasya was busy tidying up flower pots in his shop. Diana has now been appointed as the person in charge of his business that also later Hasya must return to Jakarta. Yes, however, the education of their children should still be thought of, not because the school in the area is lacking, but still there are many significant differences. Especially, when Hasya received complaints about his children who always ask in every way and that makes some teachers have to add extra quality capacity as teachers, as teachers, good but still there is a burden for them, because the curiosity of Zesya and Deliza sometimes beyond their expectations.

When he was busy, suddenly he smelled a scent that was quite disturbing his sense of smell. He looked to the right and to the left while sniffing to find the origin of the aroma.

"Dian, what the hell do you eat that smells so bad ??" hasya asked scowled while covering her nose.

"Huh?? Eat?? Aah may have meant the meaty mom I ate earlier, but.." (snif sniff) Diana kissed her hand.

"hehehe still smells a little sticky in my hand ma'am" said Diana, a horse-grin.

"there wash your hands, smell it" Hasya kicked out. Diana quickly went to the bathroom in the back. Hasya continued her work.

In the office, Zehan was seen watching his computer monitor screen while occasionally matching with the report file made by Nadia yesterday afternoon. But all of a sudden he felt very anxious to eat something savory, spicy, sweet. Without a second thought he just walked out of the room. Surprised, the two secretaries stood up in panic as Zehan passed their table. Zehan went down to the lobby using an employee elevator, which of course made some employees somewhat surprised when he saw Zehan with his leisure to get into the elevator. The atmosphere in the elevator as usual was rather busy with employees passing by. Up to the fourth floor entered a workwoman appearance normal just like a woman in general.

"Wait for you to take another elevator, "prevent Zehan when the woman will enter the elevator.

"Ah.. Sorry, am I sir?" ask the employee confused

"Yes you. You are abis from the shaman where the smell of parfume you sting the smell of flowers like this" said Zehan sounded rude, sober everyone was shocked by what Zehan said just now, because it's not usually Zehan looks upset like that. The woman then walked back a few steps while looking down, clearly her face looks red because of the shame.

"You flower?? A shaman?? Crazy boss !!" the woman said after the elevator door closed. People who happened to accidentally see the incident, of course, immediately became the hottest gossip at that time.

At break time the woman rushed out with her two best friends going to a cafe near their office for lunch.

"Mel, napa your face butek terribly !!" ask a friend who did not get hot gossip today, because he just returned from a meeting with another company.

"Hahahhaa, Lu misses San.." said the one while insulating his pineapple juice.

"Diem you !!" melinda said. How not? She is a woman who got spray Zehan case smell parfumenya katany like run out of shaman.

"hahahahahhaha " Desi was getting excited at the annoyance of her best friend.

"Happy lu yee, I'm ashamed of that iceberg!" Melinda curled her face.

"What the heck the cave does not understand dah.." said Santi to a smile but with a look of confusion.

"ekhems.. So gini San, were you the same Mr. Pram went to a meeting right?? " Desi began to tell stories regardless of her best friend Melinda's annoyance, and Santi accepted her. However, Melinda also did not really prohibit or prevent Desi from telling her again about the incident that happened one hour before lunch. After all covered up is also free everyone one building already knows the news about it.

"Well, Melinda was told by Mr. Hanif to give a presentation report right.."

"Certainly??" santi asked, still confused.

"Well, if you want to get in the elevator, this kid met the bigboss, and you know what happened next?"

"Well, the cave's not in the office, how the hell are you?"Santi knitted his two eyebrows.

"Gue continued yes, I was also confused, but definitely o

everyone was rowdy about Melinda being prevented from getting into the same elevator the boss just smelled her parfumen, which is said to smell parfume from the shaman. hahahhahahaa" Desi was again stunned when she remembered the incident because she happened to be in the same elevator at that time.

"Huh?? Seriously ??" Santi was flabbergasted not to believe what Desi was saying just now.

"Yeeh, the cave is there San, but yes seinget cave before the Melinda wants to enter the elevator there is a kok who use the parfumenya stronger but Pak Zehan's nose peaceful. That's what makes me wonder. "cool Desi.

"You are tuh !! I want to go back to her, but I still need a job.. AARRRRGGHH SEBEL ME !!" oceh Melinda nagged herself.

Back at the office, Zehan had just walked into the lobby carrying a few packs of snacks, because he was only walking, so he only bought yamg around his office area. Zehan was lucky enough because in his office area there were many snacks, his face was so cleft when carrying several bags of crackles containing vocations, pentol gravel, meat-filled pegs, siomay, egg rolls, and more, old donut (donuts usually sprinkled with refined sugar), cimol, dried seblak sambal ijo.

"Please sir," said the office receptionist.

"Just as well." replied Zehan kindly.

"Yep, yeah.." Zehan stopped after a few steps from the lobby table then returned to the reception desk. Three women behind the reception desk stood up while developing their best smiles.

"Is there anything we can help you with, sir?" ask one of them.

"Where's the cake you bought? I didn't see anyone selling" asked Zehan.

"Oh this I was given a friend" said the owner of the cake while continuing to pay attention to Zehan who continued to look at the cake.

"May I ask you?" zehan asked doubtfully.

"But I've teased sir "

"Dipotek doang right? Didn't you bite?" asked Zehan curiously.

"No sir just in the pot only let me gampamg eat it"

"Well, I bought the cake, okay?" zehan said with a big smile.

"No need sir, if you really want to bring me all, but yes it's already my pot-potek stickinya" said the receptionist who seemed to understand the zehan gelagat.

"That's not yours" Zehan refused.

"Well, sir, take anything else I can also get in love temen." replied the owner of the rangi.

"Really..?" zehan asked with a look of disbelief.

"Yes sir, this is for you, and I pray that your wife and baby are healthy" said the receptionist smiling broadly as he gave his cake.

"uhuh?" Zehan was puzzled by the receptionist's words.

"No matter what sir, I'm just guessing, because the father is exactly rich my husband is fit again pregnant with a third child" Zehan scowled increasingly more do not understand.

"I mean, like you're craving"

"Nwidam??" Zehan deepened his eyebrows. The receptionist nodded while still smiling.

"It's still not understood, but thank you for the cake, when I change the cake"

"Together sir,"

" Well, as long as you are if you really fill it?" sahut the other was excited. Zehan frowned with a smile and headed for the elevator to return to his room.

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