Erstwhiles
29. The Jealous Boss

The ivory-white room right to the right of the main director's office has now been acquired by Acha. Various silver anniversary preparation documents of his TV station were scattered on the table. Even the transparent board on which Acha scribbled creative ideas from his head was already full of designs from A to Z. Coffee glasses are now only half left lying here and there. Acha was briefing her creative team for the preparation of the event.

"Give me the list of show fillers!" from the front seat Acha asks for a sheet containing public figures that will come to fill the event.

"We still have to confirm some artists. This is just a rough list" the ten-year-old woman gave the documents Acha requested.

"Make sure everything is clear at least two weeks before the event." Acha opens sheet by sheet.

"Good."

"Wait!" acha's gaze was glued to one name on the host list. "Rubina?" his eyes were in disbelief. "Who chooses the scandalous and thrill-seeking artist as our host?"

Everyone is silent. Never had they seen the director's youngest daughter this hard. "A MC is the face of an event! How can you choose someone who sells thrills for the sake of fame as the face of our company! I told you, choose artists who are classy, weighty, achievers! Not just a sensation. Who's gonna be responsible if our show breaks down because of this guy? Answer!"

No one dared to raise their head. They whispered to each other and nudged each other. It was as if throwing responsibility to explain to his boss.

"Sorry Mom, actually who put Rubina on the MC list is not from us, but Pak Yoga from the advertising sub-division who insisted that Rubina be the host," one of them explained.

Acha breathed heavily, "Ah, so that's how it plays. Lobying?" he said to himself. "Okay, I'll take care of this."

"Good afternoon dear Mr. Aldrich," he said so formally that someone on the other end of the phone laughed.

"Is my sister playing the role of being a very professional office lady?" Aldrich. "Ah, you know, definitely do not want to lose to Rena huh? He is very-"

"Shut up your fucking mouth Aldrich!" Acha lowered her voice so as not to sound other employees, but remained in a firm and sharp tone.

"Wow.. did my sister just call her brother so politely?" satirize the man once again.

Acha rolled her eyeballs, "Sunny! Something more urgent to take care of."

"What?"

"Pak Yoga from the advertising subdivision, make sure you order the older employees who almost smear the charcoal on our faces. O yes, and keep Rubina away from all kinds of shows related to our TV station!" like a boss, Acha dictates what her brother should do.

"Oh. My sister is jealous apparently. But, what is there to be envied from a Rubina? Obviously you won a landslide" Aldrich chanted incessantly at the sister.

"Aish... Brother can be serious now? Who is jealous!" Acha shouted involuntarily. He turned off his phone unilaterally and gave a rude snort. Without him realizing it, his last sentence made the employees who were still crowded in Acha's office whisper to each other. Of course they gossip the wife of the youngest son Ardhana Group who crossed the name of the artist from the list of TV station shows just because it was rumored with her future husband. Wow.. This rumor will be a trending topic this week at the office, replacing the milk gossip of pregnant women.