You're Me She

31. Envy

Riyanti walked into the office lobby. His appearance changed drastically since he worked in the office in early January was so striking, that his presence was always the lips of employees and employees in the company where he worked.

This morning Riyanti wore a maroon dress, complete with high heels and her branded bag was black. Her curly hair, her nose, and her increasingly white skin from day to day make her look much more attractive than she did a few months ago.

"Mom's morning." Greet the employees who praised Riyanti's beauty at this time. While the workers are seen whispering with faces full of envious feelings to him. But not Riyanti his name if you want to respond to slanted remarks about him. Riyanti's goal is to work just to get a very royal boss to him. Her dream of changing herself like a beautiful princess and a treasure, she has instilled in her mind since she was in junior high school. It was because he felt vengeance with the poverty that colonized himself and his family since he was a child.

"Bayarane secretary iku se piro seh? (How much is the secretary's salary?) Ask a Surabaya woman who is waiting in line to be absent along with other women, including Tasya.

"Why did Nur?" Ask her other employees.

"Change iku loh.." (his change is loh) Nur said with a tone of voice that sounded nyinyir.

Tasya who had just stuck her thumb on the attendance machine just smiled in response to Nur's nyinyiran who was a co-worker who was one room with her.

"Surge!" Riyanti said with a smug face. Instantly the employees and employees who were waiting in line also shifted and provided an opportunity for Riyanti who did not want to queue, did not miss first.

"Ealahhh.. sok nebos..!" Nur said after Riyanti had just been absent and left the queue.

"Eh Tasya, you're in my room now!" Riyanti's orders, when he and Tasya were both about to enter the elevator that had just opened.

"Good mbak." Sahut Tasya who was about to follow Riyanti entered the elevator.

"Who told you to be with me? No levels...! You wait after I get off later!" Tasya fell silent and tried to smile at Riyanti, as the elevator doors closed.

"Couldn't you come in?" Tanya Nur who had just arrived in front of the elevator.

"What's wrong." Sahut Tasya's.

"Bidden to go in with Grandma drop by?"

"No, it's full."

"Ojok packing bag... The wong elevator bag is empty!" (Don't lie to the bag.. The elevator guy is empty!)

Tasya smiled again and lowered her gaze. Somehow Riyanti did not like Tasya from the beginning she worked at the company a few months ago. There are mistakes in him that Riyanti always looks for. Therefore, Tasya looks reluctant when he has to deal directly with his boss' secretary.

Ting!

The elevator door opened again. Tasya and some of his employees and other women also entered the elevator that will take them to their respective office floors.

Tasya let out a long sigh, as he stood in front of Riyanti's room. Actually, he was reluctant to meet Riyanti. But because he had to submit his work report during his time in Semarang to Riyanti, so inevitably he had to meet the woman.

Tasya knocked on the door of the room.

"Lake in!" Riyanti's voice came from inside the room.

Tasya opened the door of the room and looked at Riyanti closely.

"Where's the report? Does he know which room he should fill?" Riyanti asked, without being stale like the owner of the company.

"All I have explained in this written report mbak," said Tasya while submitting a written report that he had made until he was willing to take his sleep.

"I'm lazy to read, you better read it." Riyanti said as she thought her fingernails were flattened.

Tasya took a long breath. He must hold back his emotions if he wants to continue to make a living in the company. Being a mother and becoming a father is hard. While Antoni's family, her ex-husband does not want to know at all about the cost of living Rafis, his son with Antoni who is now being treated in a mental hospital.

"You are still young! Work it! Do you think Antoni's fee at the hospital is small? You have a family, right? Ask your family there!" Her mother Antoni snapped when Tasya asked for financial help for Rafis, when she was not yet working.

Suddenly it crossed his mind Banyu's words that supported him to open a cake shop. "If I had the capital, maybe I'd open a cake shop immediately and get out of this company." Inner Tasya.

Tasya is not from a family that does not have. It's just that, Tasya never wanted to whine to his family for help. He only felt ashamed and afraid of his mother being thought of by the fate of Tasya which is now the backbone for himself and Rafis.

"Eh..! listen no!" Bentak Riyanti's.

"Yes, uh, mbak." Tasya again grabbed the report he had made and started reading it for Riyanti.

As long as Tasya read to him, Riyanti did not listen at all to what Tasya had read to her. But Riyanti kept busy thinking about her nails and kept thinking about the figure of Tasya who was standing in front of her desk.

"Sok pretty!"

"Beauty me too!"

"Sell expensive!"

"Your skin is black! Beautiful from where?"

Riyanti kept talking about Tasya. Riyanti's heart is not without reason. Although Tasya's skin is not white, it cannot be denied if Tasya is the most beautiful woman in the company. Another thing that made Riyanti even more envious was that, one day, he had caught Anton reading the data and looking at a photo of Tasya in his room. Not only that, Riyanti had seen Anton seen to continue to watch Tasya who was walking in the office hallway. It makes Riyanti feel afraid, if one day Tasya will take Anton from him.

Although Riyanti knew, Tasya was completely unaware that Anton was watching him. Tasya was the type of woman who did not care about the gaze that looked at her. That is precisely the appeal of a Tasya, which is also often the lips of employees and managers in the company. The lips that sound flawless, puja and praise continue to flow just like that from their lips that idolize Tasya. It was also what made Riyanti want to change her appearance to be more perfect. That is, his envy to Tasya.