BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
chapter 39

Femila. "I have to be professional." Femila's mind strengthened itself.

"Yes Sir. Excuse me."

Femila stepped into her room. Start preparing for all the work that he thinks has been stalled for two months. Pursue the target set by the company. Race with other companies to find work partners, stabilize the state of product marketing, and other jobs that he did not secure long and full of challenges that arouse his soul as the best adventurer.

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"Lake in."

"Hey.... Femila Amore Ibrahim. Kamyu more beautiful aja Cin.idih can kiss kamyu dong."

Aufar immediately scattered the chips and replied to Femila.

"If there is an ustadz Mirza can not ya chips like this." Femila's inner but straight she tepis.

A series of words in praise, Femila heard from the mouth of Aufar secretary Mr. Freddy who had a sparkling motion and spoke the wood.

"The file I've sent via e-mail Cin, opened yes."

"Ok Cin." Oh."

"Hustt! Cin it's a jargon so don't wear it."

"Yes, it's back in the cage."

"Go to the cage. The lion's name."

Aufar spoke the word lion with his male voice.

Femila chuckled because of that. "Try me again."

"Emang akoh lion." Aufar.

Femila chuckled while holding her stomach.

"By the way, I'm sorry for the disaster that happened to Kamyu. But kamyu is still beautiful enchanting Cin."

Femila nodded. "I know my beauty doesn't fade even more beautiful right?" Remila comforted herself with a smile.

Aufar flicked his lips while nodding his head."Stay upbeat, Cin." Aufar gently patted Femila's shoulder.

"Thanks Aufar handsome." Femila Ledek

"Hmm." Aufar was just buzzing, feeling displeased to be said to be handsome.

"Ah ah, I'll go first the boss of the uncit is angry." Chirps Aufar.

"I'm aduin to Freddy Loh, change people's names."

"Please Cin. ba bay..."

Aufar's steps stopped. "This who's Cin?"

"Assistant. Aliyah."

"Hi."

"Hi." Aliyah returned the greeting with a forced smile.

Aufar also stepped away with his lips together and walked slowly like a prostitute.

"It's Non." Aliyah thrusting tissue.

"Who asked for a tissue, I didn't ask." Said Femila whose gaze focused on the laptop in front of her.

"Non, I'm afraid Ustadz Mirza knows that Non's cheeks have been stained." Ketus Aliyah's.

Femila turned to look at Aliyah who from the look on her face was upset.

"You mean tarnished by the chips with Aufar?"

Aliyah nodded hard.

"You're a ngaco, he's a crime."

"Stay it's not a man." Aliyah pressed the word man.

Femila smiled looking at Aliyah's expression. "Yes, yeah, yeah I swiped it out." Femila pulled some tissue and rubbed it onto her cheek.

"You're Al's personal assistant and bodyguard. Even more protective than ustadz Mirza." Femila said as she looked at her laptop.

"That's one of my duties Non."

Femila poked her lips. Glanced at Aliyah who was still busy with the goods that Femila had brought.

"If you have already cleaned up. You're free to go out too please."

"I just stay here Non, spy on Non Femila so no one plays sosor anymore."

"As far as you."

"Mela, please call the Marketing Manager to my room." Femila hangs up after getting a yes from Mela, the marketing team.

One day, Femila is busy organizing product marketing and making plans to target product marketing achievements until setting a meeting schedule with partner goals.

Femila let out a rough breath, her face looked riled with her eyes closed enter button managed to press from the laptop in front of her. The data was successfully shot to the recipient and the ten-minute interval Femila had received a reply that basically at 10 am had arrived at the office of PT Perkasa Bintang.

Femila. Again, exhale violently. "Ok, I have to go with a professional." Lirih Femila but heard by Aliyah.

"Why Non?" Tanya Aliyah saw Nonanya riled up and suddenly spoke to herself.

Femila just smiled, we cleaned up and went home.

"But no word on Habibi we're going home yet."

"Ustadz Mirza knows my office schedule. If until Habibi has not been parked we take an online taxi."

Aliyah immediately got up to pick up the crutches that Femila was going to wear. "Thank you Al." Femila said as Aliyah thrust her crutches.

Femila and Aliyah entered the elevator. PT Garuda Semen Nasional is on the fifth floor of the office building.

"Capek begs for mercy. There's a new Marketing Executive, all day our team's been so busy." Said Silla who entered the elevator.

Ting

Elevator door opens.

"You quipped me." Femila asked as soon as she got out of the elevator.

"so. Until we don't have a show for gossip." Silla chuckles.

"You're snatched?"Tanya Silla later.

"Maybe. You've walked first." Femila.

"OKs. I'll go home first, bay..." Silla waved her hand into the car.

Femila replied to the wave. Honda Brio RS CVT car drove into the streets.

Beeping.

Femila turned to the car beside her standing. The car drove him to the office this morning.

"Assalamualaikum Non-Femila, Aliyah."

"Waalaikum salam." Reply both.

"It's been a long time Bi?" Ask Femila.

"Lumayan, half an hour ago."Answer Habibi.

"You sit in front of Al, let ustadz Mirza sit in the back." Habibi Pinta.

Aliyah closed the back door and opened the front door then sat down next to the driver.

"Ustadz Mirza hasn't come home yet Bi?"

"Islamic studies are not yet finished, and it was an hour ago that he told me to come here. So scared of his daughter's master why." Habibi Ledek.

Femila only smiled a little even barely visible smile at Habibi's words.

"I can go to college for a while No, want to say hello to my rohis friends. I want them to." Pinta Aliyah's.

"Aliyah afternoon, we'll be home at what time." Habibi.

"Yes, I was dropped off at the college and went home alone."

"Tomorrow must work."

"Let Bi, Aliyah also needs to meet her best friend."

Aliyah flicked her lips towards Habibi. "Non Femila is fine." Aliyah felt like she was winning.

The car stopped right in the parking lot of the campus. A handsome male figure with his casual smiling shirt and pants was standing next to the car.

"It's been a long time Ustadz?" Habibi asked after turning off his car and getting out of the car.

"Not yet, five minutes."

"I'm saying I got here, Non. God will meet tomorrow. Assalamualaikum."

"Yes, hail waalaikum."

Aliyah got down from the car and entered the street which was installed using paving blocks. But before he stepped away, Aliyah was already saying goodbye to the two male figures who were beside the car.

"Assalamualaikum Ustadz, sorry to interrupt for a moment can I ask for an autograph?"

"Yes Ustadz, just for a second."

Femila looked at four young girls wearing a robe and hijab swarming ustadz Mirza whining to each other asking for autographs, some brought clothes and veils to be signed.

"It's celebrity-rich, until you ask for autographs." Cibir Femila was somehow unhappy with the sight before her.