Dear, Mr. Boss
Chapters 12. Thrilling

"If you may know, what kind of thing makes Mr. Shaka a rigid and fierce figure?" stella asks who managed to stop Shaka's movement.

The smile that had been reviewed was now back dim, and it did not escape Stella's sight.

"Oh sorry, sir. If you have any objections to answering, there is no need to answer" Stella said.

Shaka looked at Stella. "The story is long" replied Shaka who made Stella direct her attention to Shaka.

Shaka sighed heavily to make Stella take the initiative to stroke the back of Shaka's hand. "It's so heavy, sir? If you're not ready to tell a story, I'm not forcing you, sir," Stella said, trying to calm down.

"Before death ...."

Stella looked at Shaka convincingly. "Don't be forced, sir. I know, maybe it wasn't easy for Mr. Shaka. However, Mr. Shaka has been very great to survive until this moment." Stella gives encouragement to Shaka.

Ignoring Stella's words, Shaka continued his sentence again. "Before she died, my mother told me not to smile anymore. He told me to always grieve his passing" said Shaka, who made Stella's eyes perfectly round.

"How could it be like that, sir? It shouldn't be like that" Nala said softly and almost sounded like a tweet. Nala was so disappointed there was a mother who told her son to be unhappy in his life.

Didn't Shaka's late mother request indirectly tell Shaka to be unhappy?

Shaka smiled wryly. "That's the thought of a mother who loves her child" said Shaka again sounding bitter.

Stella again stroked the back of Shaka's hand that was on the table. Hoping, his swipe would make Shaka a little calmer. "What does Father mean? Is there not a mother who does not love her child? In fact, every time we travel far and back, what is sought first is the figure of a mother," said Nala trying to convince Shaka that her mother is not that bad.

Shaka chuckles bitterly. "My mother is not like most mothers, she is a little different" Shaka said.

"Forget over. We should eat before the dish is cold" Shaka continued, trying to end the heavy conversation.

Stella nodded, not wanting to force Shaka to tell her more. "We have to eat right away, sir," Stella replied, then immediately ate the meal. Shaka also did the same thing, eating his lunch.

While being busy with her food, Stella looks up to meet Shaka. "Sir?"

"Hm?"

Stella cleared her throat before expressing her intention. "If you need a friend to talk to, I'm always ready to listen" Stella said.

Shaka nodded and smiled. "That's better. That way, I can see you all the time," Shaka's tease that made Stella's cheeks instantly met red.

"A good at seducing, sir? Learn where?" stella asked with a squeaking look.

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Since lunch, Stella and Shaka's relationship has grown closer. As of now, Shaka escorts Stella and intends to play to Stella's boarding house for a while. When he had just entered, Shaka circulated his gaze, looking at the boarding room which was only 4×4 in size.

"You ... Stay here?" shaka asked a little doubtfully.

Stella clucked slowly. "Mother doubts me? Going to sleep anywhere, for me it's the same, sir. I can still sleep well" replied Stella who has now returned from the mini kitchen after taking a drink to give to Shaka.

"On that narrow bed ... Can you sleep?" shaka asked almost in disbelief.

"Please drink the coffee, sir. I only have bread. No expensive snacks, sir," Stella said. Shaka stared at the tidy bread that Shaka knew, the price was only two thousand rupiah. People used to call it millennial bread.

Why is it like that? Because the wrapper of the bread does not reflect the taste of the contents of the bread. Those of us who want to buy must really read what flavor is listed. Because if not, we'll be wrong.

"Why indeed?" ask Shaka who was arrested by Stella.

"And I just got into office, sir, and haven't paid. Before, I was just an ordinary employee whose salary was not much" said Stella logically.

Shaka chuckled softly. "Do you want pay at the beginning of the month? Not yet working but already payday? Wantsome? If you want, I'll give you that privilege" Shaka said.

Stella shook her head hard. "No need, sir. The end-of-month review was more thrilling than the beginning of the month," Stella's reply left Shaka puzzled but, managed to make her laugh.

"You're all there," Shaka said, shaking his head.

"Please enjoy the cheap dishes, sir. I'll get changed first" Stella said, then left Shaka and disappeared behind the bathroom door.

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Time has shown at nine o'clock at night, but Stella's stomach suddenly sounded asking for her rights. "Eat what? The bread is over again. Just eat outside then," said Stella after cradling first.

Stella immediately grabbed her hoodie and went out and locked the door. He walked on foot to reach the highway where in the park near his boarding house there were many food vendors.

After being in the park, Stella is suddenly startled by an elderly man who, to stand alone, needs a support device. "Hi Grandpa. Is there anything I can help you with? Grandpa wants to cross?" stella asked attention.

The grandfather turned his head and smiled warmly when he found out there were still young people who cared about the people around him, including his old self.

"Yes. Can you please cross me?" the grandfather replied asking for help.

Stella smiled and nodded. "Sure, Cake. Mari! I will help you" said Stella then turned to the right and left first before crossing the highway while her hand guided a grandfather's hand.

"Thank you for helping me cross over" said the grandfather sincerely. Stella nods and then leaves the grandfather, but Stella does not feel the heart.

"Grandfather with whom come here?" stella asked with a look at the grandfather completely.

"I came with my granddaughter. He was buying me my favorite chocolate martabak" said the grandfather proudly.

Stella smiled and nodded in understanding. "If my grandfather stays, it's okay, isn't it, Cake?" stella asked permission.

Grandpa shook his head and smiled. "Grandfather isn't that weak, son. You can go and not have to worry about grandfather," said grandfather reassured.

Stella hesitated, choosing to ask once more. "Grandfather really doesn't matter?" the tananya that managed to make the grandfather chuckle crisply.

"Do you doubt my abilities? You take it easy, grandfather can take good care of himself," said the Grandfather who made Stella nods resignedly and say goodbye to pass.

"If there's something bad to grandpa, then grandpa screams loudly huh, Cake? I have to eat first" Stella said, then held her stomach that rang again.

The grandfather laughed and heard Stella's tummy.