Don't chase me, Beautiful!
Salary Cut (2)

A few days later....

Today is the payday date, all employees smile when receiving wages from work is no exception Rista.

The girl opened her phone and saw the nominal that the company sent her, her face became gloomy as her friends smiled happily.

Yes, the salary is completely cut and the bonus that was lured was also not entered. He asked the senior designers if they received an honorific in accordance with what was done.

Rista also ventured to ask the section that handles employee salaries. It would be surprising if all decisions were made by the President.

Instantly his entire body was inflamed hearing the man had cut his salary due to a small mistake he made. With courage he then went to the workspace Darren Artama.

"Sorry, Miss Rista. You are not allowed to enter!" ban Yuno.

"Why?"

"Mr Darren doesn't want to see you" he replied.

Rista returned to her room, trying to regulate her breathing to remain calm and unemotional.

As soon as the break, Rista deliberately waited for the President to come out of the room but he failed to find him. Because his boss was enjoying lunch inside.

Lazily Rista lifted the spoon and pointed it at her mouth and chewed it slowly.

"You why? Doesn't seem like spirit?" ask her friend who is a woman.

"It's okay, it's just a personal matter" replied Rista.

"Oh!"

After work, Rista cleaned up her desk quickly. Stepping wide in order to meet the President, he had to swallow disappointment. Darren's gone from the building.

Walking lethargic towards home, as soon as Sella's house was waiting for her. His best friend ran up to him and hugged him. "Why is your face so sad?"

Rista opened her door and let her best friend in.

Sella asked the same question.

With tears dripping down, Rista began to tell him about Darren's treatment of her. Sella as a friend hugged him and strengthened him.

"Why is he so mean to me, Cell? I did what he told me to do" said Rista.

"You're patient, we'll see next month's pay. Whether it's still cut or not" Sella said.

"What if it's still cut?"

"You have to resign from that office, if you haven't done anything wrong. If indeed the reason the President cut your salary due to work delays, next month try not to be late again" advises Sella.

"My next month trying won't be too late again" Rista wiped away the remains of her tears.

"Once dong, let's smile!"

Rista smiled too.

"Then can I stay here last night?" ask Sella.

"That's why I have a friend."

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After dinner, Rista and her best friend watch the drama on their laptop. It was often done when they were in school and lastly when Rista hitchhiked while living at his best friend's house.

"Rista, since when do you have a boyfriend?" ask Sella.

"I don't have a boyfriend, if I have one I'll tell you" replied Rista.

"Who is that little heart-shaped box from?"

"From the President," he replied.

"The president likes you, huh?" Sella curious.

"I mean, fill the box that handkerchief belongs to the President. Yesterday he wanted to throw it away, yes I took it. The fabric is very nice and pretty," explained Rista.

"Why banished?"

"Because that's a handkerchief to clean the coat that was hit by my sneezing."

"Geez, that's a really weird guy!"

"Yes, it's weird. Otherwise he might have cut my pay so cruelly," Rista said, staring at the computer screen.

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The holiday arrives, Rista accompanied by Sella to pick up her mother in her hometown. Yes, today Elisha decided to live with his daughter in the city. His father's house was temporarily rented to others.

In the evening, they reached his daughter's house. Sella serves the food they bought on the street. They enjoyed it while joking.

"What about your job, son?" asked Elisha who had wanted to ask but could not.

"That's how it is, Mom."

"They were very kind to me, Mom," replied Rista. "Only one that is very annoying is the President," his mind said.

"Thank God!"

"Oh yes, Mom. There's something for Mom" Rista stood up and went to the room shortly after she came out with a picture, and gave it to her mother.

"Ayumi Clarissa's autograph?" Elisha astonished.

"Yes, Mom."

"I asked him again during the announcement of the new President" said Rista.

Elisha smiled happily.

Rista gave the same smile back.

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Sella has not yet returned to her home, she is asked by Rista to accompany her mother. Because Elisha was not too familiar with the environment around where his daughter lived.

At exactly 8am, Rista arrived at the office. He promised it would not be too late to convince himself that the reason the President cut his salary was because of it.

Previously, Rista tried to meet with the President but his intention was to undo because it was useless if arguing.

Leisurely walk into the building, while others greet the President. He chose to be indifferent, it made Darren ask.

At 9am, Rista gave the results of his plan to Yuno at the Presidential secretary's desk without saying anything. The man then frowned.

After Rista left, Yuno walked into the President's room. "This is the design of Ayumi Charista!" handing a piece of paper.

"Did he say something?" ask Darren.

"Nothing, just shut up."

"The other employee greeted me, but he didn't. Is that woman mad at me?" ask Darren.

"Where do I know."

"Why did I think about her cuckoo attitude earlier, huh?"

"That means you're starting to fall in love with her!" Yuno started to tease him.

"I fell in love with her? Like there's no other woman in the world" she said.

Yuno chuckled, "I'm just guessing."

"Call him here!" his orders.

"Alright," Yuno came out and called Rista.

Before long, the woman appeared with a flat look.

"This design is so ugly, you have to repeat it again" Darren said.

"Well, I'll repeat it." Rista said without smiling.

"Do you want to say something?"

"No, Sir."

"All right, you can go back to your room. Oh yes, tomorrow come with me to the set because of your dress that our model will use."

"Good, Sir." Rista was leaving.

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During this break, Darren deliberately passed Rista's workroom because he had noticed that the woman had not left his room.

And sure enough, Rista was drawing. On the table was a bottle of coffee and a small bread pack.

"You're not resting?" darren's question that appeared surprised Rista.

"I'm working on this, because if tomorrow won't be possible" he replied.

"You worked hard, yeah. Until we forget the rest," said Darren.

"Yes, I want to work better so as not to disappoint Mr. Devan who gave me the opportunity to join here."

"Yes, I know. You were accepted here because of my papa's mercy" Darren said.

"I'm purely at Arta Fashion because achievement is not compassion" Rista explained.

"But still you're begging my papa!"

"Whatever, sir, you'd like to say anything. It is important to me at this time, to do a well-given job so that the results of sweat are not cut at will."

Hearing that remark, Darren left his employee's office.

Rista breathed his coarse breath, holding his head then he grabbed the instant coffee in the bottle and then swallowed it.