YUMNA AZZURA'S

254. Threat From Senior

Tired of the work he is doing right now, in his company that no one dared to bother because Yumna is a subsidiary owner of the company while here the status is the same as the others, just an ordinary employee.

Yumna returned to her place accompanied by a look of hatred from the woman she had just doused, not wanting to look again at the woman, she said, yumna wanted to pull out the hair from her head after she entered from the beginning until now the woman and some others always ruled her as well as they could. Buying coffee is not the task, there are more can be asked without having to interfere with the work of fellow employees.

"Hey! New boy! How dare you flush me!" the woman shouted, not accepting. She approached Yumna, but her movements held someone back and moved her head showing a superior passing near their room. All who gathered there returned to their respective temples.

A new employee who came in first from Yumna approached by sticking his head out. "Awas loh, he was vindictive," said the woman who Yumna thought was one year younger than him.

Yumna turned her gaze away from the computer that was still on. "Delighted. He must know the limits!" yumna said in an annoyed tone.

"I told you, you better not fight, anyway. It could be worse he gave a reply," said the woman again slowly, afraid if heard and then she will be disturbed again just like before Yumna entered this company.

"It's okay. Just try if he's worse than this, I'll reply even worse!" yumna said with a smirk smile. The woman with the tag name Mira was horrified at this woman. Usually no one feels at home and lasts long here, he wants to give up because of senior treatment, but considering if finding a job is difficult and he really needs money then he survives even though it feels like every time he comes home from work he cries at home.

"Wait to go home, will someone pick you up? Sorry yes, I often leave you," said Mira with a bad taste.

"Nothing, anyway. Easy, many taxis if there is no public transportation," said Yumna smiling.

"Study is still long, you see. You're not afraid of running out of money if you take a taxi often?" ask Mira again.

Yumna smiled slightly. "If it's about that .. I'll file a kasbon. About can't ya? Hehe," Yumna asked with a shy smile.

Mira shook her head. "I used to, before six months of work, you can't apply for a kasbon."

"Eh, six months? Not three months, huh?" ask Yumna.

"No, here six months of work, can only apply for kasbon. It can't be much either" replied Mira.

"Ohh, that. Just found out."

The clock shows at eight o'clock. Everyone in the room was done with their work, they were ready to go home now.

Yumna and Mira walked together towards the elevator, from behind them the woman who had just watered Yumna walked quickly and pulled Yumna's hand which was almost outstretched to press the elevator button.

"Eh, what's going on?" yumna asked in surprise to find her hand being pulled roughly like that.

"There's nothing, just want to tell you. Don't expect to be able to relax here!" threaten the woman with anger. He threw out Yumna's hand so violently that Yumna felt pain in her elbow joint.

The woman then walked ahead of the two into the elevator along with several others.

"Are you okay, Yumna?" mira asked worriedly. Yumna shook her head, the sick hand she held tightly. The woman was thin, but her strength was good enough to make Yumna in pain.

"Tomorrow don't fight anymore, deh. Horrified that he's done it." Mira asks.

"That's it, don't think about it. He may be arbitrary, but someday he will get karma too" said Yumna.

Now the two had reached the company lobby, outside it was already very dark, there were no stars or moonlight, covered by a cloud of cloudiness.

"I'm going home first, yeah. Ojek has already picked him up," said Mira when his subscription ojek has arrived. Yumna waves her hand at Mira before the woman disappears with her subscription Kang Ojek.

Glancing around, Yumna did not find the people who were in the same room with her. He immediately contacted his father's personal driver. Before long the car came and stopped in front of Yumna, once again he circulated his gaze around. "Aman," thought Yumna, then opened the car door and got in there.

That is how every day, he will be picked up by a private driver who waits for him elsewhere and will approach if the atmosphere is conducive. Actually Yumna did not want to be picked up by the driver, but Bima threatened not to give permission to work there if Yumna was not picked up by the driver. So that every day when he left for work, he had to get down a few tens of meters from his office and walk. Also when I get home from work. He would do the same, not wanting his identity to be known to others.

"Are we going straight home?" ask the driver to Yumna. Yumna who was playing her phone paused for a moment, feeling strange with the driver's voice that was clearly different from usual.

"Why silence? Are we going straight home?" ask the driver again.