The Obsession of the Enthusiast

The Office Girl VVIP

When leaving the HRD room,

"Bro, you're the one who anter Mbak Wana to the Support room yes, I have a job," hissed Birawa while showing the screen of his phone.

"Okay," Chandra sighed while nodding.

Then Chandra and Wana (who was still pouting) descended to another floor of the elevator.

"We're heading to the OB room, right there, there's the Support team under the General Division. So if there is a need, Ma'am Wana can report to the General Staff," said Chandra while pressing the 4 button.

And just this time Wana saw there was a building that had no problem using the floor with the number 4 and 13. Usually 4 is passed and 13 is replaced 12B.

"Why?" chandra asked as she saw Wana stunned by the elevator button.

"That's number 4 and number 13,"

"Oh, yes, ma'am. The general section we place on the 4th floor because they are the busiest sessions here. So busy it seems to want to choose to die if not strong faith.4 it is called in Japanese is shi, meaning to die,"

"Anjrite!"

"Then the 13th floor is where the marketing team is. They were stationed there because it was considered the unluckiest division. The boss's nagging continues. Although the fastest flow of funds there. Huge salary but often the target of Boss tantrums,"

"Buset," murmured Wana. He felt that Artha was a strange man.

"But don't worry, because your position is special. Surely his friends will not know, but no one has ever touched the Boss room except the two of us,"

"So you guys have been cleaning the room all this time?!"

"That's it, double job. Thank you for nolongin" whispered Chandra as she leaned towards Wana and chuckled.

"Ck ah! I had to come here, too,"

"Later don't feel insecure if there is bullying" murmured Chandra.

"Eh? There's still bully-bully-an?!"

"Hem, because your position is considered the lowest, and you are beautiful. So I predict you'll be bullied,"

Wana raised her eyebrows and widened.

"Sabar alja ya Mbak, just keep flirting with Mr. Arthanya to pay off Mbak Wana's debt," Chandra once again chuckled.

"Yes I also have self-esteem times. Asking for that effect I concluded. If he doesn't love me, I'm sorry, too,"

"Hem," Chandra looked at Wana intently. From top to bottom, from hair to feet. Repeat up to 3 times.

"What the hell is Mas?" Wana until her own dissipation.

"I thought what kind of woman could be her boyfriend Boss, the woman hater. I did not expect that besides you being beautiful, you turned out to be tough as well. It should be made OG. But let's see in the future, how far you can withstand the pressures of work" Chandra said.

"That's complimenting or insinuating?"

"Test me, dong,"

"I think Mas Chandra is too much pressure huh, until the sarcasm is like this talk,"

"According to Mbak Wana, what kind of suffering the assistant under Mr. Artha,"

"Hehe, I understand, the truth is,"

"You could say we are lucky,"

Wana clenched her hands towards Chandra, Chandra greeted Wana's fist salute while chuckling.

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"Good God, Mr. Chandra! Good Day Sir!" The operator in front of the room immediately stood up to welcome Chandra in a row.

Wana could see some employees who saw Chandra immediately shocked and evaded, not so through the path that Chandra passed.

The others immediately stood up while bowing and greeted politely.

"Sandra! Hey tumben here" a fat, bald man greeted Chandra.

"It's Ramli, he's General Division Head, your Boss," hissed Chandra introduced the fat man.

"Corn, Sir. I am Nirwana," Wana welcomed Mr. Ramli kindly.

Mr. Ramli's eyes immediately looked at Wana attentively. His thick mustache even moved indicating that he was smiling behind it.

"Nirwana will be a special Office Girl room Mr. Arthasewu, a decision letter signed by Boss directly," Chandra said.

Mr. Ramli's eyes are getting rounder.

"Ru-ru-room Mr?! You serious?"

"My face looks joking, sir?" Chandra asked back.

"But you said no one could get into his room,"

"It was my own food that brought Mbak Wana here, because he was the chosen one besides me and Bira," said Chandra.

"Can I see the Nirvana biodata?" ask Mr. Ramli.

"Please call Ms. Viola. What is clear, we are the party to leave Mbak Wana here, please be treated WELL," Chandra somewhat raised his voice so that the room heard the sentence he uttered.

Some OBs and OGs peeked out from the end of the room, where it was their changing room.

Chandra's arrival to the 4th floor brought up a commotion there. Chandra and Birawa are well-respected special employees as they are both liaisons between the employees and Arthasewu Connor.

"Ah, o-okeee don't get emotional first huh Chandra, well I'll introduce Ma'am Wana to friends,"

"I was the one who introduced Mr. Ramli. If you can, Ma'am Wana's needs have been prepared," Chandra cut.

"But, Chandra," Mr. Ramli looked around hesitantly, then whispered. "There can be a conflict of interest if I look privileged Ms. Wana. However the position of OG, so there should be no privilege," carefully Mr. Ramli stroked his thick mustache which resembled a black duct tape taped under the nose.

"Obviously, sir, under his contract of employment, Ms. Wana is not allowed to clean or handle any room other than the room Mr. Including taking care of employee needs, or even being told to other employees. And more importantly, no one should ask questions about the father's room. Ma'am Wana has been sworn not to divulge anything,"

"Now, right?" ask Mr. Ramli in shock.

Wana also gaped. This looks like his nepotism.

"But, his salary .." sizzled Mr. Ramli

"Saw our business,"

"NON't HRD?"

"No. Top business, Father's business,"

"Can't you?"

"Anything can be if Mr. Artha has forced his will" Chandra murmured with a grin.

Just then, the person who was waiting for the audience, the culprit of all this commotion also appeared.

Arthasewu Connor, breezed his way into the General Division room with Birawa in tow. His performance is like an old-age legend rocker who still gets a concert contract in Hollywood. Neat suit with shaggy hair.

Everyone was busy and busy respecting.

A wanna? Behind Chandra's back.

"Ha! You have come! I thought you ran away at this new hour nongol," said Artha to Wana.

Wana just shut up.

Everyone stared.

Chandra steps aside so that Wana can be seen by Artha.

The man even pushed slowly on the back of the Vana to get to the front of Artha, like a village elder handing over the impact to the king of the sea.

Wana looked at Artha expressionlessly. I don't know what kind of face to put on. This person in front of him, was so respected by thousands of people in buildings. The one who had kissed him and lined up the porridge for him.

If you speak in your usual style, it would be considered insulting. Definitely getting blasphemed here and there. But if you respect, there is even on the march of the Om.

While Artha, it seems happy to see Wana there.

Finally now every day he could see Wana. It could be Saturday-Sunday Wana told to work.

"Where's the uniform?" ask Artha to Mr. Ramli.

Mr. Ramli said that the fog immediately ran into the supply room, then returned with some clothes.

"Your size is S? Uh, M isn't it? Or need to be specially ordered?" hisses Artha.

She did not answer, just shut up.

"Try to make a special one, I want it without anyone peeking on the sidelines," hissed Artha as he frowned flipping through OG uniforms.

Wana just sneered.

Chandra and Birawa reflexively stared at Wana's puffed chest behind her shirt, but a second later they realized that they shouldn't be staring at her Boss' girlfriend's chest and immediately threw away their face while puffing.

At that time everyone immediately knew that Wana, not an employee carelessly.

"You come with me to the room, I want to show you important things," Artha sighed as she pulled Wana's hips closer.

Don't forget he took off Wana's white backpack and he handed it to Chandra to bring it.

"Ih, it's heavy" Chandra murmured as he received the Wana bag.

"His name is also student bro" murmured Birawa with a grin.

"But heavier is our inner pressure" whispered Chandra.

"Try we see Ma'am Wana can last 6 months?" birawa whiskey.

"No, 3 months resigned" said Chandra.

"Hold, the problem is that the father continues to be served," said Birawa.

"What are you really loving?"

"You lose with punishment, a day with a negligee and lunch in the employee's canteen, while the winning tract for a month" he said.

"Anjai! Exclaim. Okay bro,"

"The two of you are getting more friendly from day to day, whispers continue there. Let's go upstairs!" artha exclaimed from the elevator.

"Well Sir!" Chandra and Birawa.

"Bro, Bro," whispered Birawa again, "Father turned out there was a tendency to want to be served well, proof that his girlfriend was made OG, it was more challenging. You know, my love is my ART,"

"Your imagination please sorted by bit, lu ala-ala chanel flying fish know no, lest even you get karmic," muttered Chandra.

"Ceile, though,"