FIND YOU In MY MEMORIES
14. Ice Pop

Inside his comfortable room, Sabi who was sitting still with an annoyed expression. It could be seen clearly from both of his eyebrows that were still furrowed. Keep brainwashing his cell phone, I don't know what he's doing but one thing's for sure, he's not working. Maybe if Zayn saw this, he could get angry from Zayn for the second time. Because Zayn hates lazy employees and also employees who like to be leha.

"Aaahh! today was bad!" instantly Sabi released the phone that she had touched earlier. "What am I supposed to do?!" he stared at the stack of papers he should have been working on. "Oh no no noo! I'm not in the mood with you, okay?!" speaking on a pile of paper, it was as if the paper had offered to play together.

Sabi turned her gaze, swept through the entire room and suddenly she found Zulaikha standing at the entrance looking at her intently.

"Glam..!" Sabi was startled, while holding her chest.

Damnit damnit! why is he back again?!

Zulaikha ventured to get closer, trying to smile even though the smile looked strange.

What else does he want to do?! you don't know shame! Sabi turned her face reluctant to see Zulaikha standing right in front of her.

"Sorry young master, is there anything I can help you with?!" ask Zulaikha kindly. More precisely trying to be friendly.

Yes. greats! keep your hospitality Zulaikha.. Zulaikha tried to smile, even though his smile was unrequited.

"Sorry young master, is there anything I can help you with?!" Sabi followed Zulaikha's speech and tone of voice. "Basic is not ashamed! I've already kicked you out. Why still dare to come bring your nose stick to me hahh?!" Snap Sabi. "Come here like there is no wrong and sin, just play ask 'is there anything I can help?!' " His side mocked Zulaikha's way of speaking.

Damnit.. Litepel! Maki Zulaikha in her mind. Patience.. Sabarr, while closing his eyes for a while, tried to control his emotions.

"Why? got mad? no like? sana go! I've already kicked you out. You are the only one who is not ashamed, still coming. As if I accepted you. Ciii.."

"Sorry young master, I'm not angry, and I won't go either."

"Ooh.. So the veins of shame you've broken up?!" tease Sabi, while chuckling.

Patience.. Patience.. Patience laai.. Zulaikha tried to keep smiling even though he wanted to curse the songong person standing in front of him.

"Haha... You don't know your shame!" Stand up from her seat, go step her feet out of the room. A moment he passed through Zulaikha in front of him, Sabi deliberately nudged Zulaikha's shoulder to make Zulaikha almost fall.

Damnit damnit!

"Where are you going young master?!" zulaikha asked, immediately following Sabi's footsteps.

"It's none of your business!"

"But you have to work, it's not lunchtime yet." Still trying to follow Sabi's footsteps.

"Stupid time!"

Crazy this guy. Mentang - mentang his family owner of the company, he acted as he wished and as he pleased. Zulaikha growled, stopping his steps trying to think of a way to make Sabi work.

Thinking Laii... Zulaikha tried to think, sweeping the room trying to read the circumstances around and yap! Zulaikha found a pile of paper work on the table, as if it had not been touched by Sabi's hand.

"Sorry young master.Your work has piled up. You need to finish it immediately." Said Zulaikha trying to stop Sabi who was completely unaffected by his words.

Damnit damnit! If that cold-brained Mr Zayn sees the young master coming out while I'm here, I'm done! lamented Zulaikha, who could imagine how his fate would be after this. But suddenly, a word terbesit dienaknya.

aye! if Mr. Zayn finds out! Zulaikha smiled happily, while arranging her vocal cords.

"Young master, you can't go out to relax - relax if your work is still piled up." Zulaikha slightly shouted to commemorate Sabi who was opening the door. "If Mr. Zayn finds out, I don't know what's going to happen after this."

Zulaikha stopped Sabi's footsteps who was one step outside the room.

Damnit damnit! Sabi grumbled in annoyance, instantly recalling Zayn's face.

Sabi turned to look at Zulaikha. The moment the two eyes met, Zulaikha quickly lowered his gaze.

Don't look him in the eye, don't repeat yesterday! nein! nein! Zulaikha stared at the end of his shoes, trying to avoid being in contact with Sabi.

"Aahhh.. Outside it seems very hot." cried Sabi while closing the door again. Trying to lie so as not to be impressed afraid of Zayn.

"Yes young master, it's so hot outside. You better stay indoors while doing your work that is still piling up."

"Hm.. You're right!" Sabi confirmed Zulaikha's words, even though in her heart she was actually very in the mood to work. But he has no other choice, at the moment he is not having a good card, which he can use to make Zayn embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Huhh.. What am I supposed to do with this crazy worker?! Sabi stared at the field - the pile of paper in front of her. Every now and then he took a deep breath, trying to accept the fact that he had to work.

"I'll bring you master, iced tea to help the young master relax the mind." Pamit Zulaikha is polite. Sabi glanced at him sharply, as if struck by something pleasant on her mind.

"eitss.I don't like iced tea!" Cegat Sabi's.

"Then.. What will the young master drink? let me get it."

"Hot - hot like this I usually drink ice chirp pop vanilla blue taste."

"Hey.don't tell me you've never had Pop ice!" Sabi cried in disbelief, that ordinary people like Zulaikha do not know where to buy favorite drinks people +62.

"mmm.. I once drank young master."

"Where did you buy it?"

"mmmmm... The street vendors, the usual five footers around the complex." replied Zulaikha doubtfully.

"That's you know! Go there quickly!" Banish Sabi.

What is?! he bought that drink on the side of the road? no mungkiin.

"Hey..." Sabi flicked - flicking her finger irritatedly in front of Zulaikha's still dumbfounded face looking at her, as if in disbelief. "The horde goes there!" Sabi slightly shouted, resuscitating Zulaikha.

"Ii. ii yes young master." Zulaikha is still in disbelief. "Is it really at street vendors?!" tanyanya.

"Where do you want him?"

"I don't know, either." said Zulaikha, smiling slightly.

"Go quickly sanaaa! so I can work!" Sabi shouted in annoyance.

Damnit damnit! why the hell is this guy, a loud storm. Can't go wrong a little directly messed up.

"yes, young master.." Zulaikha quickly nodded, obeying the wishes of his boss and immediately ran out of the room.

Meanwhile, Sabi smiled cunningly at her secretary who was flirting with her orders.

"Repentance game, it's starting!"

"I'll make you give up on your own. Please wait and feel the sensation of torture ala Andi Sabiru." Sabi gave a sly smile staring at Zulaikha's back that was getting further away, running away from the office.

Aiiisshh! God, what sin did I commit to get a boss like him?! Using her high heels, Zulaikha ran down the office corridor.

The office people looked astonished - astonished to see a new employee running around without caring for his feet using heels.

"Aisssh... Where can I find a street vendor in the middle of a city like this?! Oh God.. Why should he be my boss?" With a breath of breath, Zulaikha looked around, trying to find the figure of a street vendor. But Nihil, the surrounding looks clean from the seller. "Let's see, I'll make you depend on me! Look at it later!" with a slight scream, while shaking his legs. Zulaikha left the office environment, with a burning spirit.

Meanwhile, in front of the office, a shiny black private car just stopped. A girl wearing a blue white dress, and high heels blue shoes also adorn the smooth legs of the row more radiant. His long black hair is combed with brown color, allowed to decompose undulating making it a graceful shrub. Smiling, the driver opened the car door.

Gracefully, she got down from the car and smiled ayu to all the eyes that looked at her in awe. She is the Flower, the State Puspita Flower. The daughter of captain Adijaya Negara who is an army soldier and Ayu Puspita, a businessman and stock planter at Mall W, the Andi family business.

Interest is not so well known in the company where his mother invests. So no wonder, many eyes were on him thinking that he was a model. But who would have thought, with her beautiful face and level legs, she prefers to be a businessman. Continuing his mother's business.

The foot of the level led him to a room, a room that was respected by many people - office and security and strict discipline. Who else would it be if not Zayn Adijaya's room. He was more disciplined and strict than the president Andi Syafar.

A moment before the Flower reached the room he wanted to go to. The flowers were greeted by a male staff guarding the floor of Zayn's workspace.

"Sorry, can I help you?!"

Flowers did not reply, she simply flashed a smile and turned away, continuing to walk without caring about the attendant greeting her. Quickly, immediately the man's employee intercepted the Flower until his steps came to a halt.

"What are you doing?"

"Sorry, you cannot enter Mr. Zayn's room without going through the lobby" the man said.

"Do you not know who I am?" bunga asked confidently, while squeezing the shoulder of the man who was intercepting him.

"Sorry.we don't care about the status of everyone who wants to visit Mr. Zayn. He still had to go through the lobby, according to the rules that Mr. Zayn set." the man insisted, squeezing the Flower's hand to release his grip on his broad shoulder.

Flowers hissing in pain. "Are you crazy?!" shouting Flowers. "Surge! or I'll make you regret getting in my way." pushed the burly body of the man in front of him with all my might, even though the man was equally scalable not shifting from the point where he was standing. The man still did not want to step aside, he remained firmly standing. Because he realized, there would be worse consequences if he heard the threat from a woman in front of him at this time.

"Yeah!" Flowers scream in annoyance. "One more time I say step aside but you don't want to step aside, I guarantee you there won't be tomorrow for this company!" snapped Flowers, glancing annoyed at the man in front of her.

"Who are you? how dare you threaten my employees?" Sahut a burly man with glasses stuck in his nose and sturdy. But still hindered by the tall body of the male employee who was in front of Bunga.

"Who else is that?" Seeking to find the origin of the sound. "It looks like the employees here are all lacking in manners." Said Flowers annoyed, while continuing to look for the origin of the voice that interrupted his conversation.

"I'm Ridwan, Mr. Zayn's private secretary." Brief Ridwan. Instantly the man who was standing blocking the Flower, immediately shifted to the appearance of the figure of Ridwan right in front of the Flower.

Flowers furiously, looking at Ridwan's annoyance. While Ridwan casually looked at Bunga with a sharp look without a smile that scratched his face.

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