TOXIC: Story of Masha

The Part 10

If you look carefully, it looks like Mike is the same age as Doni, just because his appearance is neater with his polite style, Mike looks more authoritative and charismatic.

Maybe, Mike is the owner of that place who is also the boss of Doni.

"Masha's... This is Mike, my boss! He owns this place!" said Doni, introducing Masha with Mike.

It turns out that Masha's guess is correct.

"We just got acquainted," said Mike flatly.

Compared to Doni who looks friendly, Mike looks a lot different.

Both the look on his face, until the look in his eyes, look as if Mike is a firm and cold person.

"How can he do your job?" ask Mike.

Doni looks misbehaved, while scratching his head, he put a forced smile on his face.

"I accidentally made the file disheveled. Inevitably, I asked Masha for help to input the data, as I rearranged the papers in order," Doni replied.

"Are you able to pay for his work? Or do you want your paycheck I'll just give it to him?" ask Mike.

"I'm sorry for interrupting your conversation. But, I am indeed willing to help Doni in the meantime, because he has also helped me a lot," said Masha.

"Not a problem that needs to be exaggerated, to have to discuss about Doni's payment," continued Masha.

Mike seems unhappy with Masha's words, until his flat face looks increasingly cold and stiff.

"You haven't answered my question. But, you can say nonsense," said Mike, staring at Masha.

Highlight Mike's sharp eyes, as if they could stab into Masha's heart, enough to make Masha feel clumsy.

"What do you think is the nonsense of what I said?" masha asked, braving.

"Have...! I'll split my salary later with him" said Doni interrupting the tension that almost occurred between Masha and Mike.

Mike stood up from his seat, then walked over to Masha.

"What happened to you?" mike asked, pointing at Masha's hand.

"I'm not going to allow someone with an unclear background to be in this place" Mike continued.

"Mike!" doni exclaimed in a high tone, then stood up and held Mike's shoulder, then pulled the man away from Masha.

Doni even takes Mike to the back of the place, which is not within sight of Masha, from where Masha is sitting now.

Masha was really uncomfortable because of Mike's words.

But Masha had no choice but to hold back that bad taste, rather than maintain an ego, and then just leave that place, while Masha still had no definite purpose.

Doni and Mike had been in the part of the room that Masha could not see for a long time, and had not yet returned to the room where Masha was.

Masha lowered her head, and almost cried.

Why did all this happen in his life?

What sin did Masha ever commit, until she was allowed to experience this kind of trial?

If indeed Masha was forbidden to Mike to stay while in that place, inevitably Masha had to think about what she would do next, when Mike kicked her out later.

Then, Masha saw a pair of legs on the floor that were right in front of her.

Masha raised her bowed face, to see who was standing in front of her.

Mike who stood upright, seemed to be looking at Masha, still with his hard and cold face.

Masha might be expelled this time.

Supposedly, Masha had not tried to challenge Mike's words.

"You speak English?" ask Mike.

"A little bit.." answered Masha quietly.

Mike seemed to want to try Masha's ability to speak English, by speaking that language, and Masha answered everything she asked using the same language.

"Do you see that closet?!" mike said while pointing to one of the filing cabinets that were leaning on the wall.

Masha nodded her head slowly.

"Yes" answered Masha.

"Your job is to arrange the files that are in there in order, input them on the computer, then move them into the flash," said Mike, then half-bending towards the masha, and then half-bending towards the masha, and pulled the desk drawer that was behind Masha.

Masha shifted her seat slightly, so as not to come into contact with Mike who was now very close to her.

Mike apparently ruffled the contents inside the drawer, then took out one of the flash drives, and handed it to Masha.

"Move it in here!" said Mike.

"I'll give you your reward, if you're done with it," continued Mike, as Masha had held the pendulum.

"Hmmm... So I can still stay here?" ask Masha carefully.

"Do you want to do what I ask?" Mike asked back.

"Yes" answered Masha.

"Then, it's up to you to stay here, or to live somewhere else. As long as you do your job well, I'll still reward you" Mike said.

Masha again looked at Doni, who was now smiling widely, while giving her thumbs up at Masha.

"Thank you.." said Masha, looking at Mike, who was still standing in front of him.

Without saying anything, Mike turned Masha's chair back to face the computer screen, and as if asking Masha to show Doni's work, which he hadn't finished yet.

Masha continued to input the data from the papers on the table, and it felt like Mike was not shifting from behind Masha.

Despite feeling a little nervous, Masha continued the job.

"Mike! Let him take a short meal break... The food I bought, it's gonna get cold" said Doni.

Almost Masha dropped the computer mouse she was holding, when the chair she was sitting on, rotated to one hundred and eighty degrees.

Mike was still behind Masha for a while now, and now so face to face with Masha.

With a slight bow, Mike approached Masha.

"You'd better treat your wounds to the doctor, so as not to make contact, and not to attract attention, just in case my business partner comes here" Mike said, half-whispering.

"But..." Masha's words could not continue, as Mike cut out the sentence.

"Shhhh...! I'll take you to my doctor's office" said Mike, still in his quiet voice, as if whispering.

"You need to be treated. Don't let my business associates guess the weirdest thing the way I work" Mike continued, then stood up straight.

Masha could not comment, and just took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

"Eat it first! After that, come with me," said Mike, extending his hand to Masha.

Masha was confused by what Mike's helping hand meant, and just stared fixedly at Mike.

Mike leaned back, held one of Masha's hands, and pulled her slightly to stand up from the chair.

When Masha stood face to face with Mike, then Masha realized how tall Mike's posture was.

Apparently, Masha's height barely reached Mike's chest.

As if, Masha was standing in front of an electric pole, and Masha would probably break her neck, if forced to raise her head, to look at Mike's face from such a close distance.

"Sit on the couch, then eat your food!" mike said flatly, while removing his grip from Masha's hand.