Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
61. The true folly of Anggara

"Papa. Why open the door so fast? What if it breaks?" Anggara asked, with a voice stuck in the esophagus.

Somehow seeing her papa standing in the doorway, was like looking at a monster. It's horrible and creepy.

"What a fuck you do, huh! This is also papa's own office." Reply Anwar sir with indignation.

"Why did you just come? Didn't you leave earlier than Papa. Then why is the phone from papa you did not pick up? Even not active. Wanna fight your papa." There was a flash of anger on Mr. Anwar's face. So that makes Anggara more afraid and shudder in horror.

"Ta-tadi Angga's tires are leaking, pa. The phone also runs out of battery, forgot not yet charged." Reply Anggara with trembling.

"Lied!" Excited Mr. Anwar while pounding the table. Making Anggara who was sitting, back tiptoeing in surprise.

"N-no, pa. Where maybe Anggara lied to papa. Anggara is afraid if it can not be inherited, if it comes to lying to papa."

Mr. Anwar scanned Anggara's reddened face, his sweat was also seen pouring. And stupidly again, it turns out that the half-century-old man also began to believe the words of his son. Evident by his attitude that began to soften.

"Okay, this time I believe you." Said Mr. Anwar, then turned his heels and passed away leaving his son's room.

Anggara felt relieved. After his papa came out, he hurriedly closed the door. Then sit back on the throne while shaking the map, like before.

Brakes...

Anggara back in shock. The map in his hand fell back and his mouth also gaped back, seeing his papa standing in the doorway while carrying a mountain of colorful maps.

Anggara's father walked with wide steps, then dropped the mountain of maps right in front of Anggara.

"Now, your work. Wrong all. Quickly fix it, so that papa does not bear the loss of billions."

After putting down the map, Anwar immediately came out. But just a few steps, he had already twisted his body. And stared at Anggara sharply.

"Remember, you can't go home before you finish all your work. You should also video all your work, before you go home. So that papa can check wrong or not. After papa checked and found no fault, then you papa let go home."

"Papa?"

"Remember, if in the company our relationship is limited to employees and superiors." Firmly, Mr. Anwar, then walked out and closed the door hard.

Fortunately, the company was built on legacy money. If it was built from corruption money, it would have collapsed first. Because the door is slammed hard, repeatedly.

While Anggara, the head bobbles felt the attitude of his dictatorial papa. Just like his own son is outrageous.

Instead of the legal effect of his papa again, Anggara immediately opened one by one map, and began to examine where the error lay.

He was amazed by his papa, had worked so hard, still blamed. Especially if done by yourself.

Instantly he patted his eel, for almost half a day, it was time he used to clean the house of Tsamara. He even forgot his lunch hour.

"Oh no, I have to have lunch before doing all this." Mumbled.

His hands moved quickly to play his phone, to order food through the green app. Afterwards he called the secretary's number, to help him with his report.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Get in." Anggara said.

After getting approval to enter, the door slowly opened. It looked like a woman who was a long way above him, entered and did not forget to close the door.

"Father called me."

"Hem, help me with this report. Show me where the fault lies." Anggara thrust the map in front of the woman in front of him.

The woman momentarily observed the rows of writings and figures. Shortly thereafter, he managed to find his wrong location and showed Anggara.

Anggara who still does not understand, ask to be explained once again.

'Shrimp brain base. No son of the boss, but working on a report like this alone, must be explained repeatedly.' The inner secretary is irritated.

Finally, inevitably the secretary repeated his explanation slowly. So that his boss's son can accept what he says.

And sure enough, after being explained repeatedly, Anggara just understood. He immediately fixed his wrong location.

Just working on one map, the phone rings. He saw the number of the driver who brought the food.

Soon he picked up his phone, then told the driver to deliver his food to his room.

After the call ended, he again asked his secretary to explain the location of the error on the second map.

Only half the secretary explained, there was a knock on the door. Anggara.

A man in a green jacket carried plastic, and walked to the Anggara table.

"Excuse me, sir. Here's the food order."

After paying for the total meal, Anggara sent his secretary out. Because he wants to eat his lunch.

'Basic, stingy boss. Turn was eating, I was told to go out.' The inner secretary was irritated.