Why Should I..?.!?

86. Unloading

A boisterous atmosphere filled the streets along the factory.

The change of night sif to morning sif is completely relaxed due to the sudden power outage.

"Him, come..!." Monik exclaimed after finishing the block and found I was still waiting for him beside the small garden.

"Lo go first Mon. I'm kebelet." I said with a frown and a little hissing holding something back.

"Gosh, I can't delay it until it costs me napa." Monic protest while pouting.

"Yes can't. Well already there first, later all my pesenin chicken satay as usual ya." I said quickly then immediately left Monik who was still grumbling annoyed at me.

Without looking around I went straight into the public toilet between the office building and the N-1 building.

Go into one of the toilet cubicles, then enjoy the urgent call of nature this morning.

Ahhh leganya...

But a few minutes later, after finishing with the morning business.

"What the fuck?!" Shouted a woman with a crisp, crispy crisp sound that suddenly entered.

Astarghfirullah's. What's outside screaming? Disturb people. My inner.

"What the fuck you said... Listen carefully yes.. Nuriva, QC sok pretty sif B, if you report me to Ilham sir, finish your history bokap lo." Threaten someone again with a low voice that sounds powerful enough.

"Gue is not afraid. Corporate traitors should be exterminated.!" Tukas the woman who spoke strongly.

"really? How about this?" I heard the powerful woman earlier seemed to be bluffing by showing a video.

Pimply. How am I supposed to do this? What can I do? There is no way I'm going to come out frankly to help... Ah record! I need to record their conversation. My inner.

I immediately pulled out my phone and started recording their next conversation.

"Don't Lis, I beg you, don't touch my father...." The woman with a cry was begging while starting to sob.

"It depends on your attitude. Don't report that I took the financial documents and your dear father will be safe in my brother's hands." Say a woman who is quite powerful while turning off the video on her phone.

"Yes yes I will be in. But please, don't fuck my dad." Tukas woman voiced her cry with sobbing.

"Oh and one more. Don't be so good-looking in front of Ilham sir." Threaten that power-ass lady.

Byurrr.

I heard the sound of water. But it doesn't seem to be from a dipper. It sounded like from a glass or basin.

Brakkh.

The door closed violently along with the sound of sobbing that echoed from the woman who had a cry.

"Hiks.ayah.maafin Nuriva..hiks.."

I turned off the recording on my phone. Keep it well, then put it back in a sling bag hanging behind the toilet cubicle door.

I came out when the atmosphere was quiet. I saw the woman with the sound of a bell earlier washing her face.

The top uniform is quite wet, so it slightly prints the dark-colored interior that he wears.

"I'm sorry, brother, would you like to wear my jacket?" I said slowly as I took off the black jacket I was wearing.

"Loh..who are you?" Her question was shocked.

"My name is Anya, N-2 packing boy. It's been cleared, so run straight in here, hehe..." I replied somewhat embarrassed as I handed my jacket to her.

"Still..gue needs this. I'm Nuriva, QC in N-1." He said while receiving my jacket.

"Same-sama brother.." I said with a deep smile staring at sister Nuriva.

It's a pity. her face is beautiful, the person is friendly, honest, but exposed to threats plus in the bully again. Huh, watch out for the magic grandmother. My inner.

"Hey deck..Why smile?" Sister Nuriva's question breaks my daydream.

"Oh no brother. Hehe.yas already I am first, brother." Pamit ku while stepping away from sister Nuriva.

"Eh wait. Tomorrow I wait in the park near the ceklok ya to return your jacket..!" Nuriva cried as I opened the toilet door.

"Sif two aja brother return, sif three gini I like late coming check, hehe.. Bye sister beautiful." I shouted back without looking back at him.

A strange good girl. He must have heard Lilis talk, right? But why is he so ordinary? Why didn't he ask me anything?" Nuriva Batin.

I came out of the toilet, but didn't go straight home. I walked half-run to Ilham's office.

At the door I heard some people laughing.

Well how is this? What's in?!? My inner.

"Why deck? Can anyone help?" Saying someone surprises me.

"Mmm sir Ilham is there sir? I have something to ask you..." My answer is a bit stiff.

"It looks like inside, let's go inside." Said the person who greeted me earlier.

He wears a shirt, not a uniform like us. Is he probably the office staff? My inner.

In the room of Mr. Ilham it turns out there are three men and one woman.

"Often it's Lis, hehe.." Followed by Mr. Ilham's friend.

"Sip..." Reply to the woman.

Lis? Didn't I just hear the name of the person who threatened Nuriva was also Lis? Is he the same person?! My inner.

"Woi Ham.ada who nyariin lu nih." Excited the person who greeted me earlier when we came to the front of Mr. Ilham.

"Who are you?" Asked the woman that Lis called earlier to me with a cynical face.

"My name is Anya, from N-2 sister." Answer me casually.

"What do you want to find Inspiration?" Ask the woman with a dislike face.

"Heh relax dong Lis, why are you the sewot anyway?" Tegur one of Mr. Ilham's friends.

Hmmm it seems he's the same person. I have to be careful with this. My inner.

"Let's sit down first everyone. We're talking about this all right." Said the man who brought me here.

We all sat down, but the sharp look of the woman just lay on me.

"Why Him?" Ask Mr. Ilham later.

Duhh. It is not possible to directly unload Lis's actions now, right?. My inner.

"I just want to ask sir, if you want permission leave the new procedure how?" I finally found a good reason to ask without being suspected by the woman.

"What do you want." The girl muttered that now seemed more relaxed looking at me.

"How long have you been working here?" Ask mr. Ilham.

"One year eight months sir." Answer me steadily.

"Just attach the reason for what, then leave it to the HRD staff to be later in Acc." Answer Ilham sir brief and clear.

"Emm so sir. All right, thank you sir." I said politely, then stood up.

"Is that all it is?" Ask Mr. Ilham's friend while raising his eyebrows, a sign of disbelief.

"Yes sir, that's all. Excuse me..." I replied casually, no matter how they judged me.

I walked away after getting approval from Mr. Ilham.

It turned out that outside was very quiet, there lived me and a security guard who guarded the block machine place.

Ouch how is this?! How do I convey to Mr Ilham? Communication is the same because Gara or Brother Vero are forbidden while they are banned. My inner.

"Girl..!! Hey..ojek yuk..!! Woii..." Shouted a pretentious motorcycle taxi driver while aligning his motorbike with the length of my legs.

This who the hell? Very familiar. My inner.

I continued to step forward, not caring about the call of the obscure motorcycle taxi driver who suddenly appeared following me.

"His let's go up. Saucery." The motorcycle taxi driver suddenly stopped in front of me and told me to get on his bike.

"Lu know me?" Ask me suspiciously. I looked to the left and to the right. Slender.

Don't-don't the kidnapper, duh dream did I cook last night want to be kidnapped anyway? My inner.

"Three star cave. The hunt's up." He was quick while turning on his bike.

Without ba bi ma'am I rushed up to his bike. Cross your legs, then move slightly to take the most comfortable sitting position.

"Lu bang Iwan?" Ask me to make sure after he proposes the bike.

"Well that you remember. Lu why the hell did I call you mulu?" Ask Iwan.

"Well strange, suddenly there was a pretentious motorcycle taxi driver appearing in front of the factory." Answer me a little upset.

"Gue deliberately disguised. You're not out of the factory, so I guess you're doing something." Iwan.

"Lu's still watching me?" Ask me wonder.

"Yes still. That's why I'm anter home, my job is just to make sure you're safe." Iwan replied seriously.

"Lu can nyampein my pesen to Gara or brother Vero not?" Ask me expectantly.

"What? If it's important, it can." Answer Iwan lightly.

"Stop-stop.!!" I shouted suddenly until Iwan reflex immediately pulled the brake of the motor.

"****. Why are you screaming in my ears anyway?" Iwan protested in a pretty upset tone.

"Hehe.ya sorry. Come on in, let's have breakfast." I relaxed after getting off the bike.

Gilasih is a very strange girl. As if ngatur. Be present.. Batin Iwan's.

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