When My Boss is Looking for Love

Chapter 39

The beautiful girl looked out the window of the car owned by Nabila's husband who would take her to the hometown. The headset is attached to both ear holes, while sometimes his lips hum softly mimicking the song he is playing.

"Noodle, Yung." Nabila poked Gayung's arm, because several times he called but the girl did not budge too. After he looked carefully, it turned out that the small white object perched on his left was the barrier to his voice.

"Yes, Mommy?" ask Gayung while removing one of the headsets.

"Pregnancy, here." Nabila thrusting seplastik cassava chips to Gayung.

"Yes, later, Mba. Gayung is still full." The real reason was that his heart was a little agitated waiting for news from Galas who had not replied to his message since this morning. He was very worried about his lover considering his condition last night who was sick. Suppose he has Bi Hanah's phone number, he can contact her to find out the current state of Galas

"Again upset, yes, far from Ayang," seduced Nabila. He already knows if Gayung is in a relationship with his former boss.

"No, Mba," he was timid. It is too visible, yes, his mind while doing a little facial gymnastics, to remove the tension on his face.

"Udah, just calm down. Later the handsome boss will definitely follow," said Nabila again. But Gayung only responded to the teasing of Nabila with a wry smile. Since establishing a relationship with Galas, his mood has depended heavily on the man. If Galas treats him with affection, then automatically his mood will be good, and vice versa if Galas ignores him or worries him, his mood will deteriorate by itself.

"Mbak Nabila, who wants to marry which brother?" AhhGayung tried to open up the chat, so that his mind would not stop.

"Faraway brother, Yung," answered Nabila casually while eating chips, he also offered his husband and son a front seat.

During the trip, Nabila continued to tell about his work experience during Galas for seven years. First time working in Galas, at that time Galas did not have an office like now but only a small and narrow shop. Even at that time his handsome boss went home to work still using a motorbike.

At that time he only had a few employees, so the relationship between the Boss and the men was quite close. A few years later Galas was able to rent a four-story old shophouse whose condition was quite alarming. The boss room and the employee room were only sealed in transparent glass. So that everyone could clearly see what their Boss was doing in there. Jay, Tiara and several other employees were still in one room with the Boss, so there was no room left to occupy. Slowly but surely, the business is getting ahead and its employees are increasing in number. So Galas finally bought three shophouses, which became his office now. Unlike the past, now every part has its own room and comfort. But of course the workload is also getting bigger.

Hearing the story of Nabila, making Gayung a little can imagine how Galas struggle in building his business. All do not immediately and process step by step. Maybe because of his busyness, so that Galas rarely visited his hometown.

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"Ji, this early in the morning the head of the shop was just as vice-presidently called into the office, what's the matter, huh?" safa asked Jio whose desk was right next to her.

"Where am I tempeh, Ma'am," Jio replied with his law.

"Huh, Cungkring bottom," snorted Safa.

"Yes, I really don't know, Safa's late mom." Jio back teasing.

"Usually you always get information from Mr. Jay."

"No, Mr. Jay didn't come in today" replied Jio again as he sipped his coffee, the smell of the smell filling the room.

"Sir Jay didn't come in?"

"No, Safa's hot sister." Again Jio mocked him. "Here you go, I want a job, right. Ma'am Safa don't be noisy, yeah ...."

"Ih, you son of a bitch, you're busy."

"Emberrr...." Jio laughed happily.

"Have you heard the gossip yet, Ji?" Safa still invites Jio to chat but his hands are still busy replying to messages from customers who enter his office phone.

"So, even ngajakin huddle." Jio laughed amusedly. "Emang I'm haha mom ...."

"You are not a mother but her mouth is rich in mother-mak," safa said with a giggle.

"Astagfirrullah, ....." Jio stroked his chest, as if heartbroken to hear the accusations of the one-child woman. Although actually he did not feel hurt at all, because it was so immune to Safa's nature like that.

"Emang yes," said Safa.

"Yes, the important thing is that Safa is happy." Jio finally gave up.

"What rumors, anyway, Mba?" Jio was not too interested when he said that. But for the sake of serving Safa, he tried to look enthusiastic.

"Mister Jay's gossip is with Ms. Tiara." Safa slightly lowered her voice.

"What are they, then?" This time, Jio started to get curious.

"They said they often go together ...."

"Yes, they are, the old position of Mbak Safa" said Jio.

"Yee .. But Mr. Jay already has a wife. If I were his wife I would be mocked, said Tiara. Where there is a wife who welcomes her husband every day to walk with another woman, even though she says it is her best friend."

"If Mbak Safa is basically a cruel wife," ledek Jio again. He did not believe the rumors.

"Eh, shucks. You ask women all over the world if necessary, surely they answer the same rich me. If they are still sane," said Safa excited.

"Oh Allah .. The shucks are." Jio grinned the horse.

"Lagian Cungkring, make the emotions of the soul alone," Safa murmured.

"Not that, Mba. As far as I know they have been long-standing, same Mr. Galas as well. Besides I also often walk with Madam Tiara, but no one nggosipin ya." Jio stroked his crest with his super ridiculous face.

"Yes Elah .. if you go with Ms. Tiara, no one will think you're her boyfriend, which you even think is jongosnya wkwkwkwkwk."

"Astagfirrullah, Mbak Safa mah if you like it right, anyway. But at least a little filter is given. Kan, my heartache ...." Jio instead of heartache even laughs at hearing it.

"The strain is broken," replied Safa of origin.

"Huh, that's. Ma'am Safa mah ngajak ngerumpi, more work as well," said Jio who could not concentrate on his work, because Safa continued to invite him to speak.

Trilit ... Trilit ...

"Huh, Mr Galas?" Jio instantly pias found out who called him.

"******! Keep talking about it." Safa laughed sinlessly and turned things around, but from now on she invited Jio to gossip.

"Diem Mak-Mak Fat. Hello, Mister. Ja. Aye." Yeah."

Jio put the phone back in place. His face was getting tense which made Safa curious.

"Why, Ji?"

"I was called to the Boss' room. What's the problem, huh, Mba?"

"Don't get fired." Safa laughed in satisfaction, looking at Jio who was turning pale. Jio often confides in him, if he is afraid of being fired because he is close to Gayung.

"Oh my goodness, Safa, you are "shithead"!"

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