To Mutia

Mr. boss it...

Spreading her gaze, Mutia found a three-door wooden cabinet in the corner of the room, an ornamental table with a classic design, a quuen-size bed, a sofa, a buffet, a nightstand, a bookshelf, a, air conditioner and also a 21' flat-screen TV attached to the wall, complete with a glass buffet containing a set of dvds at the bottom.

A second later Mutia was amazed when she saw the complete furniture in the room that she would occupy for three months — before her efforts determine the continuation of her fate— in the future, the room even has a private bathroom.

When she saw Keyla who was now standing on the balcony of the room, Mutia walked over to the woman. He could not help but look back in awe when he saw the courtyard of the house filled with various types of trees and flowers.

Mutia knew the page she had passed was beautiful, but when viewed from the second floor, it looked many times amazing, because she could see the entire side. From above also Mutia can see until out the gate of the house made high towering and guarded by two security officers who were in the post near the gate.

"Oh my God, it's so beautiful. Enjoy God where else I deny." closed her eyes, Mutia took a deep breath. His lips turned a big smile as he breathed in the air that felt still very fresh.

Mas Yudha sinter really choose a house in a location that is still beautiful asi kayak gini.

"Yes. I want to stay here." said Keyla. He stared in amazement at every beauty presented before his eyes. Then he suddenly turned to Mutia. "You can do anything in this room. Want to decorate the balcony with hanging plants, change the paint color of the room, or even change the entire interior, sir boss is not prohibited. Origin one...each contents of his house in a clean and neat state. In other words, it must be taken care of and treated properly. The boss will always do a sudden check."

Mutia nodded in understanding. Now he rests his hips on the balcony barrier iron, as his black bead scans around his new room. "Mas Yudha.. is this kind and loyal, his person?"

Keyla sighed, then leaned on her hips with her arms crossed. "Sir boss it's like currency."

"Huh?" Mutia turned a glance at Keyla, making them meet and Keyla smiled at her, before returning equally focused forward.

"Yes. The money on both sides is not the same."

"meaning? I don't understand it, Key."

Keyla chuckles amusedly. "I mean, sir the boss has two different sides. On the one hand, the boss is good for confusion. He will not think twice about doing anything and giving anything to someone, as long as that person does not disturb him, disturb his territory and most importantly, he said, can be professional by not mixing personal and work affairs."

"But on the other hand, the boss sir is also a very evil pack. When he is angry, the boss will speak in a high tone and even often say harsh words. Usually that is if what the subordinates do is no longer able to tolerate. Also, the boss was just angry at that time. A few hours later he would act normal, as if nothing had happened. But still, for those of us who are angry with high notes and harsh sentences at this age, it feels like that. Shame, cyin."

"Sir boss is also friendly, making some people forget themselves so as to remove the boundary between boss and subordinates. Especially the female employees who become baper because of the kindness and attention that the bosses give. But when the women start to be unprofessional by showing their feelings openly and trying to be in a relationship with him more than a working relationship, they are, boss sir will be an untouchable and cruel person."

"Cruel?" Mutia. It was hard to imagine Yudha being so friendly and courteous while helping her in the toilet hallway, having the attitude Keyla had just said.

"Yes, cruel." said Keyla. "There was once a female employee from the administration, her name was Helena, who showed her affection for the boss openly. Because it was too busy to attract the attention of the boss, Helena so not focused on working. And like I said before, the boss will be nice while the guy doesn't bother him, disturbs his territory and can be professional. While Helena had already passed all her limits, thus making the boss pack could not stand it anymore."

"Then...What did Mas Yudha do?" Mutia could not help but remain silent as she felt curious.

"Helena was fired. Disrespectfully. The boss even issued a letter of bad behavior and made sure Helena would not be accepted at any company. And last I heard, now Helena's married. She became the second wife of a coffee businesswoman in her hometown."

"O Allah, Mash Yudha to his side?"

Keyla nodded slowly. "That's why I said boss sir was cruel. Even in my opinion, the cruelty of the bosses exceeds the cruelty of stepmothers, capitals or a company that carries out large-scale dismissals. But Helena's wrong, too, anyway. I already know that the boss does not like anything with his employees, other than working relationships, but Helena still just ngeyel and with no thought flirting the same boss sir. Helena should have been prepared from the beginning as well as the consequences when she decided to approach the boss."

But not everyone has good and bad qualities in him.

Mutia just put her shoulders down. He did not know Yudha very well, so he could not come to a conclusion.

"Okay, forget about the boss sir's personality." Keyla stared fixedly at Mutia. "From now on I want you to take care of your heart. Do not let you get carried away with the same feelings of the treatment of the boss sir later. He was kind and caring to all employees, especially to female employees. That's what makes many of my colleagues take an interest in the boss sir. But according to my observations, the boss looks more cautious in treating women, like women are crystal vases that, when broken, can no longer be repaired. Unfortunately, our people have too much sensitivity. Dibelin dikit, beware dikit, just bring the feeling."

"You too?" attack Mutia with a sound. Her lips covered an amused smile as she found a red hue instantly adorning Keyla's smooth white cheeks.

"What the hell, Mut. No." he said shyly and could not hide the twinkle in his eyes.

Mutia chuckled softly, then rubbed a glance at Keyla's arm. "I understand that you and your colleagues are interested in Mas Yudha. Physically, Mas Yudha is the dream of most women. Nice face in view, tall body strapping, exotic brown skin and Mas Yudha also impressed like bad and good at the same time. If only Mas Yudha's skin was as white as porcelain, I'm sure K-pop fans would think that Mas Yudha was one of the boyband members."

Keyla agreed. "The sound of baritone sir boss aja, can make women shiver begging in touch. Especially if the boss has blue eyes like some Germans, beuh. It's well established, handsome too, very fitting to be made a candidate for priest."

"Germany?" Mutia knitted her brows.

"Well, I haven't told you that the boss is of Javanese-German descent?"

Mutia shook her head. "Bule Indonesian original flavor, dong."

"Hoooh. The boss is the same as his brother is more physically obedient to his mother. Except eye color. If their mother had caramel-brown eyes, their father had pitch-black eyes. Just like blackhole. So I did not dare to look into the eyes of the boss sir, afraid I was sucked and could not find a way home."

"This is how you got lost." guyon Mutia, making Keyla pursed her lips.

"Keep you?"

"I? Why me?"

"Yes, don't you feel the same attraction, boss?"

"Pulling?" of course Mutia felt it. Even from the first time he met Yudha, he had already given a plus point to the man. But the interest he has at this time, is only limited to a sense of admiration.

"OK," Keyla again let out her voice. "If now or later you are interested in Mas Yudha or even have more feelings than that, I want you to keep it tight. Don't make reckless decisions like Helena. Although I'm sure the boss will know who the woman who keeps feelings for him, but as long as the woman does not show it blatantly and still maintain professionalism, the boss will also continue to behave as usual."

Mutia smiled slightly. He turned his body back. With her hands clinging to the iron barrier of the balcony, Mutia looked up at the clear sky in the afternoon ahead of this afternoon. Before then turning to Keyla who was also staring at him, waiting for his response.

"Right now I'm not thinking of getting into a relationship with anyone, Key. I just want to live my life in peace and give birth to my son in good health without any shortcomings. It feels too much, if a widowed woman like me expects a man like Mas Yudha. So you take it easy. I won't look at Mas Yudha more than a superior."

Mutia is too haughty. He doesn't even know what will happen in the next second of his life.