The Love of the Duda

TCSD 53: Meeting Back

"Nah Mara, because you are a substitute for the previous cleaning service, then your task is to clean the room of the higher-ups in this PT. Remember yes, only the room of the higher-ups in this office. So only the cleanliness of the room is your responsibility other than that room, not your responsibility."

Ms. Nelli, who is one of the senior cleaning service department of this office, explained in detail the tasks that will be done by Mara. Because it is senior, the task of Nelli only supervises and ensures his men have worked well in accordance with SOP.

Mara who heard the long words from Nelli's mother could only nod her head. "Good Mom. I'll work fine."

"good. Seeing your spirit like this, I'm sure it won't take you long to adapt to this place."

"May I really work well, ma'am."

"Well, I almost forgot Ra. When you clean the boss room, I hope you don't touch the things on our boss' desk. Even if it looks messy, let it go. Because if you touch it it can backfire on you. You just make sure that your boss's room is clean, and that it's out of the dust."

"Good Mom."

"Yes, now start working."

After getting a briefing from Nelli's mom and getting a special uniform, Mara began to step foot into the big boss room on the top floor. With a carry caddy full of cleaning tools, the girl seemed so excited to start her first job. Not to forget, a bright smile and a happy mood, as if to be one of the supply of spirit for the girl to live her days in this overseas city. With hope, his life was much better than before.

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"How about Wa, do you agree to use Melly as a model for advertising our latest products?"

While directing the speed of the car he drove to the office courtyard, the, Krisna tries to ask the boss for his opinion about the model they will use to become the brand ambassador of the latest lingerie products produced by the company Dewa. Krisna is worried that if he does not involve the boss in deciding this, it will have a bad impact later on if Melly's job is not so good.

"It's up to you, Chris. I'm handing you our latest product model directly."

"Well, I'm going to use Melly to be the brand ambassador of our latest lingerie products. Hmmmmm would you like to take a look at the shooting session?"

As one of his best friends and assistants, Krishna tried to offer something that he found so exciting for the boss who was being bullied. He felt that God would be very happy if invited to see a photo shoot session of beautiful models dressed only in lingerie which would certainly spoil the eyes.

How not to spoil the eyes if freely their eyes can freely see the curves of the model's body that will certainly look very exciting.

The god only responded lazily to the babble of his personal assistant. "No. I'm not going to see that photo shoot."

Krisna's forehead shriveled a little. "Hey, but why Wa? Why don't you want to go see that photo shoot? Whereas since the first time you are so happy not if I invite you to see firsthand the photo shoot sessions of our product models?"

"That was. For now I'm really not interested in that."

Krisna suddenly shuddered in horror. The feather stood up as if to hear the God say that. "Wait, wait, wait. Don't tell me that right now you're really a Wa same-sex lover. Just like Mara said."

The deg!

The mara... The name of the girl who lately made the widower was struck by grief and grief so deep. Making her sleep unwell, her eating feel bad and her mind so messed up.

"Mara... Where is that girl now? If it's true that he lives with Pramono, he should be in this city right now."

The God's gaze looked straight ahead with a glaring gaze. Under these circumstances, it was only the girl's name that he remembered. He felt that half of his soul had disappeared.

Placard...

This time, Krisna ventured to pin the head of the boss. Apparently the personal assistant of the God was very anxious with what the behavior of his boss was a little unstable.

"Hei Wa's. Wasn't it before returning to Bogor, many times I've asked you to look for Mara's whereabouts first? But why are you now impressed to regret your own decision by not bringing Mara to this city?"

God just slicked his shoulders. "Eitherway. L'm... I also don't understand how I feel... I'm..."

"You're too blinded by a story that's not sure Wa's truth. I wonder, you are an educated man, you are a big boss of the next generation of PT WUW who is so famous. But why is your mind so narrow? Just trust the information of someone you don't know."

The god breathed a rough breath. The more he digested Krishna's speech, the more his regret undermined the inner corner of his heart.

"Hmmmmm I don't know. I'm really dizzy thinking about this. It's a lot more draining my mind than it is to set up strategies to increase sales of our products."

God just slicked his shoulders. "Maybe to blame is the fried rice seller."

Krishna flabbergasted. What is the relationship between the fried rice seller and the case of misunderstanding that occurred between his boss and Mara?

"You mean what Wa? Why do you involve the fried rice seller in this?"

"Yes... Blame it fried rice seller. He was busy working to find a mouthful of rice, but why did the rice he had obtained instead he sold? Isn't that a mistake?"

The plot!!!

Once again Krisna pinned the head of the boss. "Somplak you Wa. I've been so serious about listening to your babbling, you've made a joke that's not funny at all. Sorry me!"

The gods are just being indifferent. He opened the car door and slowly began to step foot into his room.

"Good day, boss!"

"Good day, boss!"

Some employees who happened to cross paths with the Gods, they looked so friendly greeting the boss. A sweet smile on their lips. Perhaps by behaving in a friendly manner in front of the boss, their salary can increase by ten percent.

"Jiang!"

Still with the gesture of the authoritative leader, Dewa only responded briefly to the greeting of these employees.

"Sssstttt do you know, the cleaning service that just came in today? That girl is so pretty?"

"Yes... I just met that guy. Viihihh... She's really pretty. Still young, supple and body.... Waoowww...."

God's footsteps stopped for a moment when he heard the whispers of two cleaning service men cleaning the loby floor. Dewa's forehead slightly shriveled at the words of the two cleaning service people when praising one of the new cleaning service officers in this office.

"What is the new cleaning service? What makes them so crazy like that?"

The god monologued in his heart while stepping foot into the elevator to deliver him to his room. Not long after, the man arrived in front of his study.

Kolkata. .

The god opened the door of the room His eyes were immediately fixed on the figure of the woman who was cleaning the glass of her room with her back. The man murmured inwardly, why in these hours did the cleaning service officer clean his room? Though usually in the morning the cleaning service officer does his job.

"Hey what are you doing? Isn't this not your working hour? But why did you enter my room? Aren't you one of the intruders?"

The deg!!

Mara who was busy cleaning the glass of the room of God was a little surprised when the sound of baritone suddenly sounded in her sense of hearing. Not surprised because the man considered him an intruder but more than that.

The familiar voice within his ears that these past few days had sounded familiar. Slowly, Mara ventured to turn her body around.

Mara lifted her head. Now his eyes were rubbing against the handsome man who was still standing by the door.

"T-Lord God...."

Flabbergasted gods. His lips gap wide with a heartbeat that again beats irregularly.

"M-Mara......????"

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