The Love Story of Haifa

3. Vishnu's Office.

Mang Diman dropped Haifa off in front of the office lobby.

“Mang, how is this? What should Haifa tell them?” asked Haifa who was confused to see Mr. Broto's office and Vishnu's office were quite large.

“Say you were told by Ms. Deswita to deliver food for Mr. Broto and Den Vishnu,” replied Mang Diman.

“Say also if you are a new household assistant, so do not know the room Mr. Broto and Vishnu,” said Mang Diman again.

“Good, Mang, "answered Haifa.

Haifa got out of the car and entered the building. The office lobby looked quiet, there were no guests waiting. A receptionist scolded him.

“Who do you meet, Dik?” ask Ira the receptionist.

Haifa approached Ira who was sitting at the reception desk.

“I was told by Ms. Deswita to deliver food to Den Vishnu and Mr. Broto,” Haifa replied.

“Oh...usually set by the driver, but now escorted by the household assistant,” said Ira.

Haifa just smiled in response.

“A minute, yes.”

Ira spread her eyes throughout the room. Suddenly Ira smiled. Ira waved her hand at someone.

“Zul….Zulkifli!” Ira called someone.

A young man dressed as an office boy came over to Ira.

“What's up, Ma'am?” ask Zulkifli.

“Please deliver the food to Mr. Broto and Mr. Vishnu,” Ira replied.

Zulkifli turned to Haifa.

“Sini Mbak, let me deliver the challenge,” Zulkifli told Haifa.

“Do not, Mas! I was told by Ms. Deswita to take you to the room of Mr. Broto and Den Vishnu,” said Haifa.

“Just like, Zulkifli also drove up to the room of Mr. Broto and Mr. Vishnu. Not anywhere first anyway,” Ira said.

“Beda, Ma'am. Because I have to make sure Den Vishnu eats his food,” Haifa replied.

“Ribet very, anyway. The food is not good, right? Until it must be eaten or not,” said Ira.

“I don't know, Ma'am. It's not Bi Nani who cooks. Usually Bi Nani who cooks food for Mr. Broto and Den Vishnu,” Haifa replied.

“Again no complicated, really. Ma'am Ira and Mas Zulkifli just tell me where Pak Broto and Den Vishnu's room is. Let me go there myself,” said Haifah.

Ira sighed, uselessly against Haifa, because Haifa, after all, carried out the orders of Deswita's mother, the wife of her boss.

“Yes already, let Zulkifli take you to the room Mr. Broto and Mr. Vishnu,” Ira said with reliance.

“Zul, anterin him to the room Mr. Broto and Mr. Vishnu,” said Ira.

“Ready, Ma'am,” replied Zulfikli.

“Ayo Mbak, follow me.” Zulfikli walked towards the liff.

Haifa followed Zulfikli to the liff.

“You were ushered into whose room you used to be?” ask Zulfikli who is ready to push the floor button.

“To the room Mr. Broto first,” Haifa replied.

Zulkifli approached a beautiful woman sitting at the desk.

“Mbak Maya, this is someone who delivered Mr. Broto,” Zulfikli said to the woman.

“Oh, just put it here! Later I will take you to the Father, because you are receiving a phone call,” said Maya.

Haifa put a bushel of food for Mr. Broto on Maya's desk.

“Titip yes, Ma'am,” Haifa told Maya.

“Iya,” reply Maya.

“Now we go to the room Mr. Vishnu,” said Zulfikli.

“Actually the room of Mr. Wisnu only down one floor, but we go down the cliff only,” said Zulkifli when heading to the liff.

“Why not go down the stairs? The responsibility only goes down one floor,” asked Haifa.

“Nothing, mumpung liff is empty,” replied Zulfikli.

Zulfikli pressed the inlet button of the liff and the liff opened.

“That's right what I said, the liff is empty. The evidence is that the liff is still here no one has used it yet,” said Zulfikli.

They got into the liff and the liff moved down to the sixth floor. After arriving at the sixth floor the door of the liff was opened. On the sixth floor of the room was quite a lot, this was visible from the many doors in the room and there was one table in front of the room, maybe it was the desk of the secretaries.

Zulfikli took Haifa to a room at the end of this floor. Zulfikli approached a woman sitting at the table in front of the room.

“Mbak Rita, Mr Vishnu is there?” ask Zufikli.

“There, why is it?” ask Rita.

“This is a household assistant who asked Ms. Deswita to deliver meals,” replied Zulfikli.

“Oh.ya already keep it on the table. Later I give it to Mr. Vishnu,” said Rita.

“I have to deliver directly to Den Vishnu and have to make sure that Den Vishnu eat it or not,” said Haifa.

Hearing Haifa's words, Rita was shocked. It's not usual for Ms. Deswita to say that. Usually also the driver of Mother Deswita only deliver food to the table Rita does not need to be delivered to the room Mr. Vishnu.

“Before I see first, Mr. Vishnu is busy or not.” Rita stood up from her seat and walked towards Vishnu's room.

Rita knocked on the door of Vishnu's room.

“Log.” Sura Vishnu was heard from inside the room.

Rita opened the door of Vishnu's room.

“Pak there is a household assistant who asked Ms. Deswita to deliver food,” said Rita.

Vishnu who was busy with his laptop then turned his eyes to Rita.

“Send him in!” exciting Vishnu.

“Dik, told to go in with Mr. Vishnu,” Rita told Haifa.

“Mas Zulfikli, thank you for delivering me,” Haifa said.

“Sama-sama, Ma'am,” Zulfikli replied.

Haifa entered Vishnu's room.