You're Not the First

Patience Bas!

After a day struggling with work Basofi returned to the hospital without going home first with ushered by Mr. Ali. He needed a break to close his eyes for a moment.

In the car Basofi closed his eyes but his subconscious remembered the incident this morning when he left for work and Sofiyah drove him.

He smiled with his eyes closed. It felt like a household scene when the husband left for work and the wife drove him. Basofi imagined that if they were married, Sofiyah would take him when he left for work with spoiled writh on his arm.

'And I will give him a kiss on his lips and a kiss on his forehead' Inner Babas with his own smiles and it was seen by Mr. Ali through the middle rearview mirror. The elderly man also gave a smile because his young employer looked like a person in love.

Arriving at the room where Soraya's mother stayed there was no one there. The room was quiet and quiet. Everything looked as neat as it was before it was occupied.

Basofi then grabbed his phone and called his mother but was not picked up. And before he called Sofiyah there was an incoming call from his assistant Mikail who today had to concurrently work as a secretary also replaced Sofiyah.

"What?" Basofi answered him with a harsh tone.

"So Sofi sent me a message, she said that her mom could go home and asked me to tell you Boss" Mikail said patiently.

"Why didn't he tell me himself, why did it have to pass you Mek?"

"I don't know the boss.... Maybe because I'm more handsome, patient, fun and funny...." Answer Mikail casually.

"You don't mess with Mek! I can be reckless and beat you until your face is shapeless again. Not even your family will recognize you!!!" Basofi shouted at his phone, making people who passed by, inside the hospital look at him in wonder.

"It's none of your business!" Basofi said by tightening his molars.

"Bas.... A girl needs a confession of love. You must surrender! Lower your ego! Then be gentle with her! Tell me you like him and need him! Don't hurt his heart! The woman is also soft. They cannot be undergirded, and must cry a little. Trust me, Bas!! I speak like this as your friend. You're old but you don't know how to treat a woman you like"

"Just keep your talk to yourself! We're the same age and you haven't got a woman who can accept you for who you are. How is it different from me?" Basofi said as if he could not accept Mikail's words even though in his heart he justified everything said by his assistant and friend.

"Hhhh ....!! it's up to you to be the boss. How about this. We compete fairly to get Sofi's attention? How's it?"

"You want to die?" Basofi asked with a red face in anger.

"Well, if you say that, be careful. You used to tell me that you were not interested in Sofiyah at all and that I could approach her. But now what??!" Mikail was emotionally disturbed.

"Shut up!! Why don't you just be an ustadz if you like to talk?"

"You......"

Tut tut.......

His call was immediately turned off by Basofi before Mikail finished her sentence which made the man angry and wanted to slam his hape.