You're Not the First

Retaliation

Monday arrived and as usual the workers were excited and some were still tired and bored with the routine.

Sofiyah is one of those people who are saturated with the same routine. His name is also human. Sometimes he remembers, in his heyday the papi every day he had fun and spent money and he also felt unusually saturated.

The girl who was wearing maroon red clothes today looked more mature than her age. He smiled knot find himself sometimes plin plan according to his age.

Actually he was quite curious about who Basofi went to the party yesterday because as he heard if his boss had to come bring a girlfriend to be introduced to relatives and friends.

"Thank you for the clothes" Sofiya said as they were about to get out of the car. He handed me clothes wrapped neatly fresh from the laundry.

"Put it here or get it upstairs?" Ask Sofiyah.

Without answering her secretary's question she immediately came out by slamming the door until everyone was shocked to hear her thumping sound. Sofiya who is still in the car. He tiptoed in shock because of the actions of his absurd boss. This time he really did not know why the playboy was angry because he felt he had done nothing wrong.

Basofi was upset instead of playing it turned out Sofiyah returned her clothes and was already in a state of washing clean anyway. Though the clothes belonging to Sofiyah are still stored in her closet because there is a sense of comfort when inhaling the smell. He did not want to send the clothes to the laundry because he did not want the distinctive aroma of Sofiyah to disappear and he would make an excuse so that Sofiyah did not ask for her clothes back.

Sofiyah got out of the car and one of the security as usual would take the car to his special parking lot.

The employees stared at Sofiyah who was walking while carrying a large bag containing a change of clothes. They thought that Basofi was angry because of Sofiyah's carelessness and they were sure that soon Sofiyah would be fired like an already-executive secretary.

"Let me have a little business...!" The director said in front of the elevator. He simply escorted Sofiyah and waited for her until the door closed.

Today the Director heads to the pantry room and brews coffee there. Something that has never happened before. Of course, everything has been arranged in such a way by his assistant so that everything can run as he wishes.

"For sir...." Rara came over with a big smile feeling immeasurably happy. After previously he was invited to the party now the main director instead asked him to meet in the pantry. He said Basofi wanted to meet him secretly. But it did not matter to him any minute he was sure he could ensnare this handsome and rich.

" How long have you been working here?" Basofi asked as he sipped some coffee.

"Almost three years sir..." He said while glancing. Somehow Basofi was now so sick of seeing a girl who was aggressive to him. If you first of course do not have to wait long he will immediately enjoy it anywhere.

"You can make coffee?" He deliberately looked at the girl with a seductive look.

"Of course you can.... Do I need to make it for you ?" He said as he walked closer towards Basofi then he made a line on Basofi's chest with his index finger.

"Make one for me. No sugar!" He said while sipping his coffee back.

It is with great pleasure that Rara, who works as a manager in the marketing department, makes coffee.

He smiled before serving coffee to his handsome director. Basofi, who had been sitting, stood up and showed off his sweet smile to the girl and walked over to her.

"Uupsus!"

"Itahhhh..." The girl shouted while hurriedly putting down her coffee

Just like what he did to Sofiyah that was how Basofi replied.

"From tomorrow you work in the field as a sales promotion girl..." Basofi said as he walked away leaving Rara feeling no guilt. Really like her psychopath.

Rara pulled her shirt up so that her stomach looks reddish due to burning hot coffee water earlier. In the midst of the pain that attacked his skin he also felt confused now. It was like falling from the deepest valley and being hit by rocks.

He immediately ran away from the pantry to seek help.

Meanwhile, Basofi is now walking to the meeting room to meet the two girls who have dared to hit Sofiyah with Mikail who is walking behind her.

Mikail turned on the laptop and fiddled with it for a while then turned the events three days ago when Basofi had just left the meeting room.

The two looked down on each other in fear that they would not be in the trial directly by the leader just because of the actions they never expected and turned out to be fatal.

"Do you want to be punished or fired?" Basofi asked after the video ended.

" We are prepared to accept punishment"

"Yes we are ready to accept punishment" the two said as they looked at each other and agreed.

" For a month you'll have to clean the front lobby! Sweep and mop it before we come. Are you willing?" He said full of emphasis.

Sweep out?

Swab?

That's OB's job

Should at that instant lower their esteemed degrees to be truly like commoners. The girls who had felt the manhood of Basofi were silent, weighing.

"If you can't, pack your things today and get out of here..!"

"We can afford it!! As long as we are not fired we are ready to do anything "Said one of them and the other just nodded his head.

" Let's not let my Aya know that I'm punishing you! Work properly if you still want to be here !" He said firmly then walking while putting both hands inside his pants pocket. He whistled happily while the three girls he had just punished found out that Sofiyah's position was very special in the eyes of their big boss.

"Come to my room for a second...!" Babas said as he arrived upstairs.

" Good sir!" He said while standing.

"For Sofi...!" Mikail who was walking behind Basofi showed off her sweet smile to the girl she was expecting. It was kind of an obligation to present her best smile to Sofiyah.

"For Mike..." Answer Sofiyah kindly.

After Sofiyah was in front of Basofi he did not immediately ask questions but saw the girl who had changed her habits a lot without her knowing.

"You don't want to go to college?" Ask the handsome play boy.

"Not now." replied Sofiyah avoiding eye contact with the Babas.

"Mama wants to take you out with mom, too..." Babas said again.

"Mommy can't be koh..."

"Why?"

"Can still be iddah"

"What, ida. What is ida?" Basofi's question didn't understand.