You're Not the First

Friday

Sofiyah looked at Basofi's back as she muttered, "this person is actually like how the hell.... Sometimes like a demon sometimes like an angel ?"

He would rather Basofi be angry with him than when Basofi is doing what he is doing right now. He was afraid that his heart would be attached to a man who often looked hungry like a wolf when he saw women.

Sofiyah also tried to digest how the neck pillow was on him when in the car he was asleep in his sleep did not remember anything. Now he was sure it must have been Basofi.

He was also worried too. He was confused by the man's attitude.

Sofiyah looked at Basofi's phone in her hand. He was curious about the contents inside. The little girl then scrolls through the screen of Basofi's unlocked phone. The first thing I went to was a photo gallery. He wanted to know the faces of the girls who often roared with him looking for momentary pleasure in the realm of nirvana.

He gulped his own saliva when he saw the photos of girls that filled his boss's cell phone gallery. All the girls are there. There are beautiful white skin, there are also exotic skin with a sweet face and ayu. From her hair to her long hair. The black, brown, blonde to red ones also exist. From the slim to the sexy.

They come in sexy and seductive clothes. Only a few places are covered with cloth while other parts are deliberately shown in addition to the stimulating poses that challenge the request at jam*h.

He closed his mouth in shock at the pose of one of them with Basofi who was being***** his lips.

"BRAKE!!!!"

He smashed his desk with Basofi's cell phone which was tucked down so as not to be seen again a nasty photo that is not worth seeing.

"Astaghfirullahaladhim... You rascal!! Maniac s*k* crazy!!" Fiah is furious. How could he be paired with such a person. Even dreaming of having a husband like Basofi was never in his shadow. His anger peaked, it felt like he wanted to get angry and hit anything but again all he could do was dampen his own emotions. Take a deep breath and exhale it.

Suddenly the phone flickered and Sofiyah immediately turned it over and saw the name of the caller.

Mami is calling

"Mi...?" Sofia called her mom.

" A....?" Said the mami.

"Waalaikum... Where were you on the phone to pick up?" Sofiya panicked.

"Just wash the dishes. Your bag missed, huh?"

"Hehe .... Yes mi... forgot earlier, so can not call my mother deh."

"Yes not papa. Yes it's the right job, don't make your koko angry!. Okay.,..yeah!?"

" Yes mi. Mommy's healthy, right?"

"Healthy wal afiyat, why?"

"This abbis mami want to say what?"

"She's cleaning the others..."

"Mami don't be tired of mi...!"

"Yes. It's a long time ago there was Aji ma'am visiting...."

"Alhamdulilah." he said after hanging up the phone.

He immediately opened his iPad, starting to work as usual. He looked at his boss's schedule today and soon walked into the president's office, where he worked, carrying his ipad and phone.

That afternoon Basofi was leading a meeting discussing about his new housing project which had to stop in the middle of the road because there were some residents who did not accept the concept and layout of buildings in residential areas.

The discussion went very hard and after seeing his watch the director suddenly stopped the meeting.

" We continue later after the break..!" He said, putting both his hands in his pants pocket.

He walked out in the follow by Mikail who also felt astonished. As said by Sofiyah this morning that today there is no meeting outside but why his boss looks rushed, like there is something important that must be implemented immediately.

Sofiya was surprised but she immediately packed up. He just thought his sableng boss was going to meet one of his girls.

"Secretary, tumben you were not invited to go with the director?" One of the female staff whom he forgot his name asked him with a ruffled waist beside him.

'It's really pretty to him. Already tall slim little legs...' Sofiyah instead focused on looking at the woman from top to bottom.

"Maybe he's tired of you, Miss Fiah. Don't pretend because the boss liked me too and now he's leaving me behind" said the beauty with legs like little, straight, smooth.

"Heh, don't forget, boss put me on longer. He even came to the apartment and wanted to wait for me" said the others without shame when there were still some male staff who were still there. The men also seemed to like to gossip proof that they did not immediately move from his seat and instead seemed to wait for something better. They are like looking at a free show that is a pity if it should be missed just like that.

"That's because you gave him a drink. You're playing dirty. I'm not like that. I'm not like you... We're different levels...!" They are now even standing facing each other with a ruffled waist and face-to-face.

"If you want to fight please go outside! We're here to work. If love affairs please directly relate to Mr. Basofi. I don't know about that. Let's just work professionally.!.." Sofiyah said while holding her breath. Actually she was afraid that only her mouth and face were made as if she was a brave girl.

They are the seniors in this company while Sofiyah was just a kid yesterday afternoon who just worked there and now she is acting pretentious in front of them. His heart was actually terrified.

"Don't pretend to be you. You don't think we know. You're just a high school graduate and can work here, you're definitely giving him the same rewards as us, right?"

"Every day to go and go home together because you have lived together even though you are not married, the term yaaaa get together ke-bo begicu.... Just confess. Don't be your holy-ass!"

The two now turned to attack Sofiyah. It was as if they were both his legal wife and Sofiyah the actor.

"Wear all the veils! Just remove! Shame only Muslims. Better like us but we're honestly not as hypocritical as you!" The girl who was fully groomed raised her chin mocking the little girl who was definitely defeated in terms of her physique.

" Please speculate by yourself..." Sofiyah said while carrying her things out.

"Hey I'm not done talking. The child does not know manners..."

"It's broken up....!" One of the male staff finally stopped the two women who were about to chase after Sofiyah.

"The two of you have been completely forgotten the same Boss sir. Realize yourself! It's better that we're still willing to accept you for who you are..." He said and Sofiyah could still hear it from outside the room because the door was open.

"Naudzu billihan min dzalik... Why are he and his employees the same?. Why am I among them? If there is a special way, it would be like to get out of a strange work environment like this" he muttered as he walked to the elevator to go upstairs.