
CHAPTERS 1.
The house looks simple, thick Javanese nuances felt, in line with the residents who also come from the original east Java, and happened to have lived two generations, settled, settled, even work in the sparkling capital city of Jakarta.
“ayo wake up!! if the wake of bad luck later your rejekimu pegged chicken.” exclaimed Roro.
Sherin, who had been accustomed to the morning call from her mother, immediately got up and tidied up her bed.
The 25-year-old girl immediately headed to the bathroom to clean herself and then put on 2 rakaat in the morning.
After fulfilling his obligations, Sherin immediately went out of the room and helped Roro's morning activities.
With a flat face, the girl began to clean every corner of the house, while Roro's mom stood in the kitchen preparing breakfast.
“Later in the evening do not forget well, go home cepet, mas and mbakmu want dinner here,” said bi Roro after preparing breakfast.
“Corn ma'am,” Sherin replied obediently, never once did the girl refute the mother's words, because of the mother's riddo, was a priceless prayer.
After cleaning the house, Sherin returns to her room and prepares to head to work.
“Lho is ready anyway? not usually at 7 you just leave?” ask Roro's mom.
“Masa mom forgot, didn't you just say, don't come home too late, so it's not wrong anyway if Sherin leaves early in the morning?” sherin replied gently.
“Oh yes, I forgot.” bu Roro chuckled.
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As usual, Sherin had already arrived at the Twenty Five Hotel, before her boss came.
The girl immediately began her morning by checking the boss' daily schedule, then cleaning the main director's room, and preparing all the work files that the boss had to check.
“Good morning Sherin,” greet Bima who also today arrived early.
“Good morning sir.” replied Sherin flat.
“What file I asked for yesterday is ready?” asked Bima who stopped entering her room.
“Not sir, this will be my new print out.” replied Sherin as it is.
Bima nodded, “ preferably quickly, because the file is for meeting material this afternoon.”
“Good sir.”
“Hei ... do I look old?” bima asked, for some reason this morning he was disturbed by the call of the sir who came from Sherin's lips, even though it has been the last 2 years Sherin called him ‘pak’.
“What do you mean sir?”
“Why do you always call me ‘Pak’, while you call br3ng5ek it ‘Bos’?” Bima pointed to Andre's superior room, as well as his best friend since he was in college. “when he and I were the same age.”
Sherin suddenly fell silent, “entahlah sir, I also do not know, everything flows just like that.”
Bima frowned, then walked towards her room.
Although Sherin was still astonished by Bima's attitude, but he only shrugged his shoulders, then resumed his activities.
“Good morning Sherin,” greet Andre who this morning his face looks sparkling handsome.
“Yes you were right, I never thought getting married could make me so happy.”
“Ciyeee the boss, when was his wife brought here? I want to meet the new lady Geraldy.”
“Your sentence makes people think, if I have more than one wife.” protest Andre.
Sherin silences her lips. “ups .. sorry boss.”
“Bima is here?”
“Already boss, 10 minutes ago.”
“Ah what a pity, I should have come in an hour,”
Sherin was silent not understanding what her superior was saying.
“So that you can mutually PDKT, believe me, getting married will make you happy, and .. bla bla bla …. ”
Whether or not what Andre said, Sherin no longer heard it, he was bored when his boss talked about his match with Bima, Sherin chose to continue his work.
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Chapter 2 and next, please stop by his stall directly yeah ...
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