When My Boss is Looking for Love

Chapter 31

POV STRUTTING

That afternoon, after work. I immediately cleaned the room. Clean and rearrange my room. I wanted to keep myself busy so as not to keep thinking about the evil Galas. Sasha wanted to help me, but I refused. I asked him to buy fresh drinks and good food outside. I gave him a lot of money. I want to eat a lot after I finish.

"An, remember yes. As long as I'm gone, don't go downstairs, let alone have a chat with the handsome guys downstairs. I could be fired later with Mr. Galas, I want to go to work where else .. I'm very comfortable working there," his message to me begged with a clear face. I want to laugh seeing him that way.

"Yes" I answered. After all Galas will not know this either, if I talk or not the same person, my mind. Ishh .. I increasingly do not understand him, why he is so possessive when in fact he ignored me.

I focused my mind again on cleaning the room. It took me almost an hour to get everything done. I smiled with satisfaction at my work. After that I continued to wash my dirty clothes and Sasha. Pretty tired too, but I'm happy. I continued to hang my clothes on the top floor. I turned my head down the stairs, I saw that Sasha had come home and was chatting with the person she called the handsome man. Is it possible that Sasha liked Aven, but instead of him liking one of the boy's friends? My inner. Ah, never mind, I don't care, because it's none of my business.

"An, your mother videocall continues, nih," said Sasha as I just returned from drying clothes. I received my phone that was proffered by Sasha and shifted the green icon there.

"Assynualallaikum."Mom waved her hand over there.

"Walaikumsalam," I answered while wiping the sweat on my temple.

"For ape, honey?"

"Look off your clothes, Mom." I received a bowl of fruit soup from Sasha. Ah, what an understanding my friend this one is. I really need a fresh one now after draining my energy. I talked to my mother while enjoying the delicious drink.

"Fruit soup, Mom." I offered my mother.

"You need a dongg." Mother put on a mupeng face. I laughed at my mother who was carrying it.

"Go home, dong, Mom. I haven't been home in a long time ...."

"This is just me and I want to ngabarin you, in the near future Inshaallah Mom and Dad want to see you there."

"Seriuss?"many enthusiast.

"Iyeeeelahh, you go home ...."

"Ready, will be permission first. But it can not be long as it seems, at least two three days can be cut. After all, I want to meet you, not the same father," said I grinned the horse.

"Yes, go back to the village. All Daddy wants to treat your father."

"What's the sick dad, Mom?"

"Kidney stone, has been operated first, but ade again ade again. Don't want more operations he said, want to try alternatives at all."

Hemmm, who is an Indonesian headache far away to seek treatment to Singapore, which Singaporeans even want to seek treatment in Indonesia," muramku lirih, astonished.

"Mommy told Gayung, exactly when to return home . So, Gayung can get permission immediately."

"I'll have to, I'll have to wait for you."

After talking to Mom for almost an hour. I ended our conversation. I'm already very sultry and want to shower soon and continue eating big later.

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Gayung came out of the room Mr. Jay, along with Tiara who was about to go to the room. Gayung nodded politely and passed from there unconcerned by the dislike stare Tiara showed.

"What does he need?" tiara asked Jay who was busy with his laptop.

"Oh ... Andara wants permission to go home, "jay replied.

"It's called Gayung Andara, honey." Jay chuckles.

"What a pity, don't call it that. It's not good if someone's horrified." Tiara pouted, Jay continued his little laugh hearing the protest of the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Do you want permission to go home?" Apparently Tiara was still curious, with something related to Gayung.

"His mother wants to come home from Singapore."

"That's TKW?" tiara asked dismissively.

"Yes, first. Now he's married to someone there, and he's moved citizenship" Jay said.

"Keep permission?"

"Yes, but wait for Acc from Galas first."

"Yes be loved, same girlfriend herself," cynical Tiara.

"I think they had a problem again, I had seen them quarrel at that time." Hearing the good news, Tiara was immediately enthusiastic.

"Seriously?"

"Yes, but I don't know what the problem is."

"Good." Tiara carved a thin smile on her lips. That means he still has a chance to get Galas.

"Aren't you tired of it, ngarepin Galas continues?" jay asked in astonishment, with the persistence of his best friend.

"Capek, but what else. It's called love." Tiara let out a long sigh, recalling her love story that clapped one hand for so long.

"Oh, yes. What do you need to do to my room?"

"There's nothing. I just saw that Gayung into your room. I want to know. Yeah, I came back ...." Tiara raised her body about to leave Jay's room.

"Go home, get out yuk" cried Jay, before Tiara disappeared from behind the door.

"OK, ready," Tiara replied, then closed the glass door. He sauntered gracefully making employees in the Gayung room look amazed with perfection attached to him.

"Work, Ji." Tiara patted Jio on the shoulder who was discussing work with Gayung. Not forgetting he presented a cynical glance towards Gayung who even replied with a sweet smile.

"Mbak Tiara, why, huh? How come he's rich now doesn't like that with you?" jio asked with his stupid face, when the beautiful woman was no longer in their room.

"The basis of the chairman is insensitive," said Sasha and Bimo compact. He always had a table lunch with his boss. It was not that he should have been more able to read the situation all this time, inner Sasha.

"Not sure how that means?" Jio scratched his non-itchy nape. He was confused, but no one wanted to explain to him.

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That was enough for this chapter. I don't know what else to write about.

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