You're Not the First

tatara

Today there is no schedule for important meetings with clients. The Basofi agenda today only leads meetings within the company related to hiring employees for marketing after lunch.

Employee hours at the company he leads are eight to four in the afternoon from Monday to Saturday.

By four o'clock in the afternoon Sofiyah was trying to finish her work immediately before her working hours ended. Summarizing the results of the meeting so that tomorrow morning can be given to the director to be reviewed and signed.

Although it was difficult at first finally Sofiyah could focus on her work again. Especially after the Dzuhur prayer, his heart calmed down. He believes in what Allah promised that the soul mate is a picture of ourselves. Sofiyah realized that she had also committed the great sin several times. Now he is no longer focused on the behavior of Basofi but instead weeps for his own sins and hopes that Allah forgives.

Basofi is the one who cannot concentrate on everything he is doing right now. He stood by the glass of his room while staring at Sofiyah and saw a look of sadness there. At the meeting he saw Sofiyah like she had just cried but he could still be professional while working. Calmly listen carefully as his hands move agilely over the laptop keyboard.

Basofi took a hape from his suit pocket then sent a message to Sofiyah.

'You can't go home until I get home....' Her tone threatened Sofiyah but unfortunately the girl was not afraid at all.

send

Basofi saw the hape.

tick two, read.

'Isn't the employee's work hours from 8 to 4?'

'Exceptions to the secretary. He can only go home when the director has allowed it' Type Basofi then he sends it to Sofiyah.

Sofiyah sighed and then put her personal phone next to the laptop that was lit in front of her.

The bell had rung indicating that the working hours were over and Sofiyah just sighed.

Even if you go home now later tonight you also have to do it at home because the work is not finished, once he encourages himself to enjoy living it more.

Suddenly his phone rang and he saw there was a camer name there. Sofiya immediately picked it up.

"Assalamu'alaikum darling...." A voice across from.

"Maalaikumsalam..."

"Where is the first day of work?"

" It's good, ma..."

"Sorry yes, my mother had a stomachache so she couldn't pick you up, baby..."

"No problem ma...." Answer Sofiyah.

"So in jahilin is the same as cocoa?"

" Not ma. Busy with each other's work..." Answer Sofiyah.

"If there's a girl coming you have to say that you're his future wife. If you need to threaten them! They just want to spend that crazy Babas' money. Your Koko is stupid. It's obviously wormed...." The woman who gave birth to Basofi even spied on her own child in front of her future son-in-law. But he did not want to say that Basofi was often clashing here and there. He really hoped Basofi could repent because of the presence of Sofiyah.

Sofiyah was initially agitated to hear that her future-in-law had even vilified her own son. But a few seconds later she seemed to have a friend to gossip her superior who was also her future husband.

"Mama take it easy! Fiah can handle it. No one will ever dare to set foot here again." Sofiyah said excitedly.

"Good! you...."

His phone was cut off and the middle-aged woman in the car was astonished but did not try to contact her future ex again. He will wait a little longer because many employees have returned home and now the building has begun to deserted.

While on the top floor Basofi who had given all his work to Mikail then walked to the table Sofiyah who seemed to be busy calling. Ignoring his assistant who was holding back was angry at his arbitrariness.

"I thought I could get close to him because he wasn't interested in him. Even the bird could not stand even if it saw my Sofi from top to bottom from morning until night. But look at her behavior...! From then on his only look was on Sofi I was one and he must have forced her to come home with him. I swear you're destitute and I'm rich until you become my slave and I'll treat you as I please. H....!!" Mikail grumbled then smiled cynically imagining the crazy friend to be his man.

"I feel impatient even......" Mikail was still not satisfied.

While Basofi who was getting closer to Sofiyah could vaguely hear her talk. From his tone it seemed like Basofi knew who Sofiyah was talking to.

"Ehem..." Basofi cleared his throat loudly and it was a success to make Sofiyah startled and immediately turn off her hape with tremendous panic. His hand had to press the red phone picture many times because of his panic.

"Oh my God....!!" sofi's heart skipped a beat in fear that Basofi might listen to her words just now.

" Who wouldn't dare to come here again?" Basofi asked as he looked at the interlocutor sharply. Both of his hands were put in his pants pocket.

Sofiya smiled to relieve her panic but a few seconds later she immediately looked cold.

"What does one of the directors' jobs do is eavesdrop on his employees' conversations? "

"Ka-u?" Basofi accused Sofiyah of pulling her hand back with an irritated face.

"Follow me... !!" He said as he passed the Sofiyah table.

Sofiyah sighed in annoyance while turning off the laptop after saving the results of her work. He did not immediately move because he set his table first so as not to fall apart.

"You didn't hear what I said...?!" Bentak Basofi's.

"Yes, sir, just for a second.I'll take care of the table.."

"MMKK.....! You clean up the table!" Basofi said while kicking a special cigarette bin located not far from Sofiyah. Sontak Sofiyah picked up her bag and hurriedly chased after Basofi. Didn't want to see the man go crazy.

"Sir Mike I first,.. sorry yes..!"

"Its ok. be careful!" Mikail said with a smile and after Sofiyah passed he was scrambling to spill his frustration while mengedumel not because he was tired then he stopped.

Inside the elevator Basofi put on his upset face. How could Sofiyah act meekly to her assistant and to her always put her face on.

'And what did he call Mikail, Mike?' His inner.

"cheek.., "

Sofiyah glanced at Basofi who still seemed to want to get angry.

As soon as he got to the bottom floor Basofi immediately came out with a cigarette. He was a smoker but as much as possible he tried not to smoke in front of his employees so as not to be an example for all his men. But this time he really couldn't help it. Though soon he will arrive in the car and usually there he will smoke after returning from work.

Sofiyah followed him behind without saying a word. He had left early this morning to pick up Daniel so now if he was on his brother's way home, it was a coincidence. It is not necessary to ride a hoot so the money does not decrease.

As soon as he got in front of his car Basofi opened the front door for Sofiyah then rushed towards his seat behind the wheel.

From a considerable distance mama Rosi who saw it smiled meaningfully. He expressed his intention to invite his future son-in-law home together and see the motorcycle that has been sent to his prospective house.