THE MYSTERY OF PAST MATCHMAKING

The look of all employees

After getting out of his car, Aran saw that the gaze of all employees was only on Dera. How is he also the one who brought him to the factory, so he will be the one in charge.

" Dera, come on in. Just follow me". Sentak Aran on Dera who is still confused must say hello which one used to be. Between women or men.

Actually Dera was very confused as to why everyone was looking towards him. Though he felt that the way he looked was also not so menor or tacky. Because he heard the loud jolt of Aran's voice he finally followed where Aran went inside. I don't know what's important is the room at the end.

" Sit down tell Aran to Dera after entering the room with two seats. It is considered luxurious not so because it is still clearly visible pieces of small cloth around the room.

" Mas Aran I can work him part what mas. I can't do it yet if asked to sew said Dera earlier. As he walks and enters Aran's room he sees several hundred sewing machines.

" Yes, you can pack your clothes later. But if in that part you will often overtime Dera you are ready?", Aran tells what Dera will live in his new workplace.

" If Mas Aran lets me ready mas. But what about Aran when he's home?".

Dera asked that because she knew a man would sometimes not bother to prepare food and how much.

It seems that Aran also digested Dera's question because he finally fell silent a while after he got the question just now.

" If your food in the morning directly make food that you add a little Dera so I will just heat it up. But sometimes I also often overtime really so we can go home together. Yes I have called your boss later let you be taught on your part, suggested Aran who does not want to think about things that are not necessarily going to happen at this time. I can still think about it if it happened.

" Oya mas wants to drink what Dera makes, but Dera doesn't know the room". Because of his habit he will always meet the needs of what his manager considers. Because he has been helped by Aran at will. Maybe if there was no Aran he would have been a badass in this capital city.

" Yes you have walked to the north then there are two rooms for drinking. But do not be long yes later you are waiting for your manager you know". Aran actually did not want Dera to make a drink for him but because Dera asked him to finally do it.

"Yes, I go first, yes", he said immediately went out of the room and headed to the place indicated earlier.

As he would look for where the room was he accidentally met a man who might be going to the room as well.

" New boy yes, I just saw you now", he said with a look towards Dera.

" Yes I just came in today, Oya I want to make a drink where is the room?",

Dera was so polite to the man.

" I also want to make a drink", yes I've been with her brother. After they entered Dera quickly prepared the glasses and coffee that he would brew. He'll make the milk coffee he'll give Aran. Although he did not know the likes of mas Aran but he knew that coffee and milk would be able to increase his work spirit in the morning as it is today.

" How to make milk coffee, I guess you like sweet tea. Children usually make tea in the morning. Questions answered by Dera directly.

" Ahem", this isn't for me this is for Aran.

Yes yes I say first to hunt Aran busy later, said Dera to the man earlier. Emang Dera was never arrogant to anyone but he never wanted to meet men if there was no will from his own heart.

What was their relationship, and why did he know about his boss. All those thoughts piled into one but just as he wanted to pour hot water in his glass the phone that was nailed to his pants rang. Without waiting for long he immediately raised fear if it was important. Yes it's true that if the one who contacted him was the boss, it was Mr. Aran.

" Yes sir, someone can help sir!",

Carefully he asked because he was afraid that getting angry in the morning would make his mood disappear. Know for yourself sometimes the boss can change his mood.

" Could be my room, something important", the boss ordered him.

Half-running finally the warm tea that he would make earlier he put and went straight to the boss room Aran.

"Tok, tock, tock.

" In", though",

sahut Aran who was in the room while sipping coffee milk made by Dera earlier.

" What's the matter sir, I've completed the shipment that you sent last night this morning sir". With fear and nervousness he told about his work, he was afraid there was a mistake he did.

" Include him, Dera, he you taught on your part. But don't make him too tired because he's at home still doing what he's doing". Said Aran who looked towards the manager who will be given the responsibility to train Dera earlier.

Confused that increased because it turns out the woman was treated like that by her own boss. Rarely can his boss consider the women around him.

" Well, sir, I'm saying yes. Come on, Dera", ask the man.

Not yet Dera answered the man's words Aran said one more thing that makes the manager who will come out restrained in front of the door of his boss' room.

" Dera if you have lunch you can take a phone mas for you to use. But remember if you are in the room if not you can wait at home later".

" Yes, Dera said yes. Don't forget the coffee will be spent yes, Dera work first". Conversations that make the manager tangent about the relationship of the boss and the woman he brought out of the room.

Although there was no hand kiss event, the manager knew that the relationship between Dera and Aran was very special. Talk about phone and house.

" Will they be one house".

The thought continued to roll in his mind until he could not remember that he would have made a drink. The thirst he felt earlier had already become a curiosity of the relationship between the woman behind him and his own boss.

" Oya Dera let me teach you what you should do. Later if you have a lack of understanding can be asked". Anyway, the manager obeyed what his boss ordered so as not to make Dera too tired. But this was a special thing for him because eventually his boss could open his heart to women.

Aran who was in his room immediately opened his desk drawer. He took an old photo of his childhood. The same photo he held in his room last night. Because it was his father's last request, the photo was printed in two where he could remember the father's last message. Om Toso who he remembers was young and maybe he will meet again after 25 years.