The Tragedy of the Night

The Part 33

"Loh Sa's! Are you in Alex's room? What are you doing to my office? Want to meet me, right? Sa why not tell me first anyway to me this morning," said Ibel bertubi-tubi. Even though the person being questioned did not understand at all, he was also digesting the situation now.

Nisa scratched her chin then looked at Arsen who was at the side. Yet the one who was stared at indifferently. A feeling like in a game and played with it he felt.

"Why is Sister Ibel here? Ibel's brother works here, right?" Nisa asked like a pangling. 

"This is my office Sa. Not that you say you want to work in the place of the salted fish. Kok nangkring here first anyway, daft boss lo mad angry again." While in Nisa's heart Nisa upheld her slave, Ibel's words were like a bad threat to her. Nisa prays in her heart that Ibel's speech is not something that takes her to the brink of trouble.

As if remembering something, Nisa immediately realized her stupidity all along. He just realized, instead of Ibel working in a company called Wijaya Altas Group, which means the same as where he worked. He was amazed, so great was destiny wrapped around them all that it was involved in a similar problem.

Before saying Nisa first glanced at Arsen, then she looked at Ibel who was in front of her. "Sir Ibel will tell Nisa everything."

"Loh Sa why?"

"The story is very long, mengedian Kak Ib--," said Nisa stopped by a bass voice from the side.

"Are you ready for him?" Asked Arsen while putting both palms on the material pants he was wearing.

"He's my brother sir" said Ibel steadily

"Oh. Your asses look the same, it turns out to be the same." The man glanced at the cynical Ibel then looked at the person beside him equally no less cynical.

"I mean father?" Ibel asked, not understanding.

"You come out" Arsen's command suddenly equals no wind, no rain but surprisingly a rainbow. What a complicated situation.

"Why sir, I haven't finished the glass piece, sir." Ibel crouched down intending to collect glass fragments.  Just now he was about to touch the shard, a ban surprised him until almost he was pierced by the sharp shard. 

"Don't you take care of it, just let your sister take care of it. Hurry up before I fire you."

Nisa who was just watching, was immediately shocked in disbelief, her mouth agape her eyes enlarged. What did Arsen say? It is not wrong, he will clean the glass fragments, which certainly is not his action. Uhh Arsen was always like that, it turns out that cold and tormentor attitude never lost on the man. What a surprise on the first day of work, it turns out the work he did for the first time in this company is cleaning glass shards. He thought his first day of work would be filled with piles of paper filling his head.

"Good sir I'm out." Before Ibel was completely lost behind the wall, he first glanced at Nisa. His eyes explained that he was truly apologetic for his negligence.

After Ibel came out, Arsen sat in his chair. He crossed his legs, then his hands folded in his chest. As if he was showing that he was a ruler in the Company. 

Arsen's clear attitude was deliberately aimed at him, making him hate the man even more.Something reversed he felt, should he be angry, should he be the one who behaved like that to the man, the man, he should have ruled Arsen at will, not him.

But back again on money, it turns out the influence of money is very large for one's life. He wanted to reject everything, but the threat from the man made his plans falter. If he refuses the job of being the personal assistant of the man, then wherever he looks for a job to the far side he will never get.

While he desperately needs money to finance his life, if he does not work how the fate of people who really need it. On the other hand, if he rejects Arsen's will, then it can be guaranteed that he may forever not be able to see Gabriel again. He did not want to lose his baby, who became his only living spirit now.

"Hurry clean! Wear a dumbass again," angered Arsen and threw his angry gaze at Nisa.

Nisa breathed a sigh of restraint, a smiley review she gave Arsen, her tears almost came out if she did not try to hold it. Why the pain is prolonged always he felt. It's all unfair to him.

Nisa took a place that she would use to put the broken glass. He picked up one of those small but sharp objects. Carefully he did so that the fingers of his lentic hand were not punctured.

"Auu." A small ring escaped from the woman's lips. Nisa paused for a moment, then she held her finger that was pierced by one of the shardings, blood coming out of the small hole. Nisa blew her index finger to reduce the pain.

"Stop, hurry up.  Don't let go of being that guy. Very slow anyway, you're a species yes with a conch." Nisa looked at her boss who was watching her.

Nisa grumbled, if her boss could not see what, obviously she was injured. There is no way he chose the sharp object with the condition of his injured hand like this. Looks like the boss has a nerve abnormality, yes Nisa is sure of that.

"Please sir, my hand is hurting."

"Little wounds are so defeated, you spoiled base. Quickly clean up, your work has been stacked," said Arsen as he looked around and turned the paper in his hand, "quick."

"Yes, YES, patiently what sir."

Arsen lifted his head and glanced at Nisa, the glasses that were limited to the nose added to the handsome impression on the man.

"You've dared to yell at me, have you?"

Nisa was furious, with an already ingrained annoyance at her. He picked up the shard and cleaned up the coffee spill, without wanting to know with his hands that had dripped blood, the most important thing for him was not to hear the boring voice of his boss who could make the tension of the woman suddenly high.

When there was really no more glass left, Nisa threw the broken glass in the trash can in the room. After that he returned again to Arsen who had been waiting for him.

Just one step he walked, a word that left him speechless in place and disbelief echoed in every corner of the room.

"Because the coffee was spilled, so you have to blind me to the coffee, and the taste has to match my will no more and no less." He said the remarks while typing the data to be sent to other companies with a cf.

"Well sir why me, why not just ask OB or OG, you can," pinta Nisa in a pleading voice.

"Ok sir, don't worry. Well I'll make it, but what does your taste buds want?"

"Ask the same OG in the kitchen, surely they all know what I want."

Before moving on from there, Nisa first took a breath, what a pity today. What dream was he last night?

Nisa went inside the kitchen that was in the company. Many people looked at him, especially those who knew him. But what makes Nisa can breathe a sigh of relief is the absence of Ibel in that place. I don't know what to say to the woman later.

"Sorry coffee taste Mr. Arsen how is it?" Nisa asked one of the OGs that were there. The OG knitted his eyebrows together, he did not understand what Nisa meant.

"Whose Pak Arsen? We don't know him?"

"Loh Director here you don't know him?" Kontan Nisa scratched his cheek, what time he was a CEO whose highest position is not known to people, it is strange right?

"You mean, Alex?" Wow it turns out that Nisa just realized that interesting fact, Ibel's Pantasan called the name Arsen with the frills of Alex, it turns out that the man was hiding something.

"Ah yes."

"Usually I love sweet coffee."

"Thank you for the info."

Without delaying again Nisa immediately made Arsen coffee according to the taste mentioned by OG earlier, what a tiring day. The woman recalled the words OG just now. Alex? Why did he hide his identity.

When the coffee was finished, Nisa immediately brought the coffee in front of Arsen. Hopefully there is no comment he got from his boss. He carefully brought his coffee and put it on the table where the man worked.

"This is the coffee pack."

Arsen sipped the coffee, then he quickly kept the glass away from his lips. Nisa who saw it just stared confused Arsen, she did not want to talk anything so as not to add to the problem again. With all his soul he lowered his gaze.

"Too sweet. Make it re-create."

"Huh? I like sweet things."

"Quick." His impact.

Nisa had to bring the coffee again and make the man a new coffee.

After a few minutes he went back in with a cup of coffee in his hand. Hopefully this time it's not wrong again. The woman placed the coffee in front of Arsen.

"Too bitter. I don't like it, do it again."

"What?" Nisa took a breath and clasped her hand down there.

A few minutes later

"Why long?" Nisa who just came was immediately handed a question by her boss.

Before answering he wiped the sweat on his forehead. He almost fainted making coffee that really fit on the man's tongue. "The machine's broken sir."

"Here's the coffee."

He simply handed the coffee to Arsen. Look wrong again, he makes sure he won't blind her again.

"Where sir," asked Nisa, looking forward to worrying.

"Lumayan, you can sit down and get to work."

'Finally' Nisa's inner

Nisa sits in the chair where she works, before fixing her hijab first. When he was about to do his job and open the laptop that was there. A woman came with a pile of files in her hand. The woman placed the file on Nisa's desk.

"This is what I have to do."

Nisa glanced at the file. His eyes were round in disbelief, the file that was so high he had to work on today. Not to blame, so untrustworthy his head wafts on the table.

"Crazy, it seems like he wants to kill me."

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