Call Me Your Baby!
Part 29 Weird Rules!!!

This guy who is so perfectionist shows his presentation to me when it should not be necessary for him to do because this is just a regular briefing without the need for any slide on the screen.

"Electrical waste." My fizz.

"This is called professional work." He retaliated.

I'm shocked...

My voice is very small when stating the sentence earlier but in fact the hearing is very detailed, is it possible that this human can also hear infrasound which is very small in power in the world?

"I'm sorry Mas keceplosan hehe." I grinned to melt the atmosphere so as not to look too tense when the room with him today and until my apprenticeship is over, unless Gilang helped me to escape from this entanglement of Raka.

"Okay, so this is me obviously starting from what you can't do while in my room." He displayed his presentation slide, and it turned out to be so much of a ban.

"What is true is that it violates human rights." I screamed loudly no matter who he was.

He looks surprised by my attitude which is even more beyond his expectations so far.

I immediately stood up and pointed at the screen that was on fire in front of me.

He just looked at me confused.

"Hmm hmm ka..why are you?" He spoke nervously when he found out what I had just said.

"I'm sorry, but this is outrageous. From the beginning I held back my patience, but this time it seemed intolerable again. There is no term prohibition to go to the toilet during working hours, but here you list it. I don't accept it and I really mind." I snarl great because so emotional writing this even he has not been able to explain the contents. But from the screen it is clear that there is a picture of the toilet and then there is a cross. Doesn't that mean you're banned from the toilet? Crazy the Raka!

He looked at me until I stopped this prank.

"Who forbid you to go to the toilet anyway?" He adjusted his breathing while smiling also because he heard my reason for snapping at him.

"That picture is so clear!" I'm still trying to fight him.

Although this time I realized that the worst risk was that I was stopped from this internship program even though, I was ready, I was ready, even there he will I report to the human rights commission for his prohibition beyond human reason.

"Duh Gaby, next time anyway if anyone wants a presentation, you don't yell at dong." He laughed when he saw my behavior.

The position that he had originally been at the table opposite me, now he stood up and walked towards me. I was a little scared, and finally the more he advanced, I rewinded my steps.

"You what?" I asked who was a little afraid because I had trauma for the incident carried out by Azka.

He sat down on the chair I was sitting in.

"Well, obviously you said first, I forgot to press the slide again." He noticed an infocus screen that displayed his presentation slide.

Then he clicked once again the remote sensor and appeared the writing below the image.

"It can be read from here. You're not reading?" He looked at me while smiling.

It turns out that the purpose of the picture is not more than 20 times to the toilet in one day.

"Yes anyways if you make a slide it must be clear Mas. It contains a picture like that, of course, everyone will think the same as me." I still don't want to budge from him continue to fight his arguments.

"Udah just admit if it's wrong, anyway it's just the two of you. No need to be ashamed." He laughed.

Just this time I saw Raka become a different figure from the one I knew. Usually he was very cold, stiff, very complex, even his face was never a good figure when in front of me. However, this time for the first time I saw him nervous, a slightly frightened face, even laughing like there was not a single burden going on in his life.

"Yes okay I was wrong. Sorry!" My words that are still a little tighter over his attitude this time are more irritating because I want to admit my interpreting mistakes.

"Duh Gaby Gaby, if this is a misinterpretation, what is the business of the office, Neng?" He added, who was still a little laughing and still sat on my bench earlier.

I just kept quiet to see him so happy for my suffering.

"Yes, dong! Continue with the material." I'm still standing at the end of this room.

He stood up, and went back to his desk at the other end. Upon seeing her leave, Gaby immediately returned to the table that she had sat on.

"So I explained a little yes, you can not wipe what I say now. But if you have any questions, you can tell me at the end of my presentation. Understand no?"

I just nodded my head in a sign of understanding the rules and commands that he applied during the exposure of the working rules in this room.

"Okay I started again yeah. First and foremost I hate the same people late even a minute, so please do not be late let alone in front of my face, I'm definitely lo omelin. Second, during this room you do not bring strong-scented foods, such as durian-rich, because I hate foods that smell so strong that they spread everywhere."

"So who would bring duren into this room!" I hissed while turning my face away.

"Don't mumble 'cause I can hear what you're saying." He's back to responding to me.

"Well, this crazy man has what science!." This time I whispered in my heart hoping that he also could not read my mind and what my heart was saying about him.

"Three, the break hour must be on time, really at 12 hours should not be less, back again to this room at 1 o'clock exactly. Finally, you cannot go back and forth to the toilet more than twenty times a day. Until here, someone wants to be asked, refuted, contemporary or even you do not accept all?" He walked towards me like he was taking revenge for what I had done for wiping the conversation.

"Oh yeah one more, go home should also be exactly four in the afternoon." It adds another important point.

I raised my hand as a sign of something I wanted to ask.

"Would you argue?" He knew my worst intentions. But this time the estimate was wrong. More precisely I just want him to explain related to these rules in more detail.

"There are some questions I want to ask. First, if you haven't come home until 4 o'clock, can I go home first? Second, if you have a guest in this room, where should I move?" I asked quickly and concisely.

"First question, yes. You don't have to wait for me, because I'm not a kid anymore. Second, you're out, you want to be here, that's my guest." The answer that came back sucks.

"Yes, I also know where to go, but where to go?" With a slightly pressing intonation, because a human like this seems to really need an interlocutor who is not less fierce than him.

"Yes out dong, find an empty table for example at the front security desk." Reveal it while laughing.

"Huft, strange man."