The Reversed Love of Janitra

The Reversed Love of Janitra
Episode 2's. Oppa Bima



“Tita...” call and clap Mbak Mieke's hand broke his daydream


“Eh, yes Mbak?”


“From Bima”


“Hah?” the girl's head immediately looked up and her body sat up


“Huuu..denger name Bima alone direct your spirit!”


“He...he...he..


“Sana hunted, you have been here 3 months. Already passed training so must make formal email and log in the company program with your own user”


“Asshiiiaaappp...” strangle fiery Tita.


Tita's steps swayed excitedly back to the ground floor, down the long hallway left right in the form of a glass room with a partition in each room. His hand had waved towards a woman in the accounting room, Madam Gendis carib from his senior Mieke Mbak. The three of them always spent a rest period in the cafeteria so that made Tita also close to the sweet woman.


IT Room read clearly when Tita pushed the door, there was only one table in the corner of the room with two chairs.


“Mas Bima...” call him.


Pulling his body out of the room and staring at the door next to the room that was slightly open, surely the man he was looking for was in there. Take a deep breath before entering the large door space with an area of 2 times the work space in general


“Excuse me...” Tita's head peeked between the two big doors, the cold gushed into her cute face


“Tita yes?” a man's cry was heard from behind the machines that made a noise


“Iya Mas Bima, this is Tita”


Before long appeared a man with a beautiful face, thin body, white skin, hair ruffled because it began to extend and glasses minus. Aih! Tita's heart was pounding uncontrollably to see her dream man who was like a Korean oppa figure walking closer to her. Wishing this was a drakor scene would have been in slow motion and let the girl enjoy the grace of the creator.


“Yuk next” invite the man after closing and locking Server Room


“Tita permission where was it?” asked the man while carrying a laptop bag from the storage closet


“Ehm..take the same toga dress invitation Mas Bim”.


“Oh yes? When graduation?” the man sat down and started to turn on the laptop in front of him


“Saturday Mas”


“Udah No PW yet?”


(PW = graduation escort)


“Again jomblo”


“You want me to come as PW”


“Emang Mas Bima was not scolded by her boyfriend?”


“Nevent got a girlfriend”


YES! I want Tita to jump up and down in joy right then and there


“Slift chair Ta. Sit here gih, deketan”


Aih! Very sweet Mas Mas, sincere Tita mah if told to sit next to him all day hihihi


“Your name is Ta?” ask Bima when opening the Outlook program in front of her


“Janitra”


“Ehm, Ja ni ta”


“Not Mas, Ja...Ni..Tra! Pake R”


“Oh” fingers are cool to compartmentalize some options at the layer “Ehm...Kok Janitra call Tita?”


“Oh it..” Tita pretends to justify her sitting position even though she wants to be able to be more handsome creatures bin cakep


“So the story is the name Tita should indeed Janita so that it can be called Nita, because the tongue of the boy yak will become deh Tita. New Tita deed truss made fitting there mass deed making..”.


“Eh wait until new made?” Bima looked at him while gritting an eyebrow


“Iya.kan Tita son home Mas”.


“Annement?”


“Hu um” Tita nagging


“Oh, Sorry..”


“Ngak pa-pa” Tita flicked her hand “Nah new trus caught wrong name fitting Tita enter SD, it turns out the deed there is a bonus R” sweet girl giggled amusedly


“Funny also ya” Bima stared at the sweet face in front of her without blinking “Tita still living in the parlor?”


“Udah is not, Tita is already big”


“What's so great? The tiny body of the rich SMP” boy Bima looked at Tita from head to toe


“Ih!” Tit pretended to be pouting while his heart floated flying as the 4-eyed man stared fixedly at him


“Tita has been independent since college Mas, fortunately there are still donors who help D3 Tita, yes enough so the salary of work part time is enough to eat the same indekost”


“Tita great ya” chirp Bima while fiddling with the task bar menu “Tita already know do not log in to the program?”


“Iya”


“Nih your own user, type his password deh” Bima throw away the view gives space for Tita to type his password


those tiny lips


“Eh Uh haphazardly use people's name, royalty”


“Easy...Tita setor smile every day deh here” it mah do you want Ta!


The laptop he swiped back to the front of Bima after completely filling in and confirming the user password with the name Abimana


“Nah already finished, hopefully the laptop is not fussy ya” Bima restart the laptop for then ready to use


“If you are fussy bring it here again Mas Bima”


“Iya yes” Bima handed over a set of laptops with her bag, duh want her Tita anyway handed over


a set of prayer tools with its people 😊


“Congratulations Tita became a permanent employee, eat dong Ta”


“Emang Mas Bima want Tita food treat?”


“Yes maulah”


“But Tita can't today”


“Weekend?”


“If Tita weekend can not Mas, the store where Tita works crowded. Just had another holiday next Wednesday”


“Loh Tita is still working part time also in addition to working here?”


“Ehm yes, right 3 months ago the salary training period is also not full Mas”


“Wah Tita great ya!” praise the man leaving a red hue on the girl's face



Tita's face was still beaming even though the worms in her stomach had thrashed in lunch like this. Bima's beautiful face like a Korean oppa-oppa in drakor that he often watched dancing in his eyes. It was as if he had forgotten his misfortune this morning.


“Why did Ke the Tita from earlier smile continuously?” ask Gendis to Mieke


“Especially if you did not meet his idol” Mieke rolled his eyeballs carelessly


Since returning from the IT room the boy's smile was not separated from the corner of his lips


“Who?” Gendis leaned towards Mieke


“Si Milky, IT” child


“Ooohh...” Gendis mouth rounded “Cakep emang tu child, I if not already a child mother of one gini also want to kok same rival Tita” Gendis laugh out loud while presenting a bowl of soto for their lunch order


“No can! Mas Bima can only make Tita” Tita shake her index finger in front of Gendis


“What is Ta that makes you like Bima?” asked Mieke to blow while feeding soto to his mouth


“Ehm..Mas Bima is blessed, cool so it looks rich oppa-oppa korea. Soft trusses are not instalments. Most importantly, polite. Anyway Tita likes”


“Sopan?” mieke and Gendis cried almost simultaneously


“Iya polite, never talk dirty let alone try to hold Tita”


“Eh.. if so sir Asep security is also polite his name” said Mieke


“Be careful, Tita already knows 3 months, The person is polite kok”


“Belain deh Ta...try to be your real girlfriend at least *****grepe”


“Ih Mbak Mieke really is!”


“Yes reasonable Ta, today if same girlfriend *****-grepe”


“No, Tita does not like perverted boys”


“Eh Ta. Guys if not perverted how to mbuntingin chick!” this time it was Gendis


“Yes there will be a time for you dear. Ntar if you are married then you can.”.


“Yes yes, it is up to you Ta” Gendis raised both palms


“Ta, do not forget to take uniforms in the same HR name tag, from tomorrow you are absent with the barcode. Do not be late ntar your bonus is cut and most importantly tu name tag do not get lost or replace 150 thousand” Mieke explained at length equal to the width


“Hah? 150thousand, pocket money Tita a week Mbakk...” peekik Tita.


“Eat him carefully” Gendis


“Ta! Eating dong is already a permanent employee of nih” Mieke cetus


“Bby, with the same Mas Bima yak. Mbak Gendis followed, right?”


“Yes yes can, when is Ta?” ask Mieke


“Wednesday ahead”


“Emang we-we do not bother, do-don't want to date you with Bima?”


“No, Tita want to invite Tita deket also kok, Si Iwul”


The conversation of the three came to a halt as the entrance bell rang out and required them to return to their respective workspaces. Already 3 months Tita worked as one of the purchasing staff in manufacturing companies in the field of public consumers, the afternoon after returning from the office Tita still continue to work in the tavern until 10 pm. All he did to support the needs of his daily life, already 3 years he had to take responsibility with himself after leaving the orphanage.