
Gracefully the girl's feet stepped into the futuristic two-story building.
The building for almost three years has been a place for him to spend time with his friends.
D'Cafe
The place that was lined up became JF Gank Base Camp several years ago.
After pushing the big glass door and stepping in, only five steps of his feet were about to go to the room where his best friend-Deana was.
But his steps had to come to a halt as his name was called by the shrill voice of a woman.
" Moz. "
Moza turned to the source of the voice. His net instantly caught a familiar figure. Mona and some GIG finance staff.
His foot reflexes stepped onto the table where Mona was waving at him.
" Hello, ma'am Mona. How are you doing ? " Whoa ya friendly while nodding politely at some of Mona's friends who she also knows.
" Good dong. How are you ? Sitting here. " The woman patted the side of the empty chair beside her.
" Good too, ma'am. Alhamdulillahot. " Moza, according to her, dropped her ass on the wooden chair on Mona's right side.
" Never go to the office, are you busy ? "
" Sometimes still in the office, ma'am. It is rare, because again want to compile a proposal for a thesis. Yesterday also just finished KSM. "
" Ck, I mean play into his office to our room dong, Moz. Eat in the cafeteria with your apprentice cake. Take Amira too, miss me the same her. "
Moza. " Oh yes, sometime. "
" Elah, ma'am. Most need to make a spiritual flush from Amira. " Tap a guy who just sat down.
" Ck, ask to slap this kid. " Threat Mona.
Moza's eyes immediately puffed up. " Loh, Alvi ? "
That guy grinned. " I still want you, Moz. Uhh, madam boss, I shouldn't have called her. "
" Hhh, what's the matter ? " Moza grunts. " You're still not done with the internship ? "
" Ck, he's hockey, a month's internship was immediately offered as a contract employee. Although still an experiment. " Sahut Celia, who had also become Moza's mentor during her internship.
" Hehe, that's also because suddenly there was a mass mutation of times, mbak. " Kelit Alvi is low.
Glug
Moza gulped. I don't know why Moza immediately felt guilty.
" Heh ? " Mona Grunts.
" Eh, sorry Moz, I didn't mean to talk about it. " Sambar Alvi fast.
" No papa, really. "
" Oh yeah, Moz. You have no desire to continue working at GIG after an internship ? I honestly fit in with your team. "
Moza immediately grimaced at Mona's question. " I want to focus on college first, ma'am. Let cepet pass. Hehe. " Moza reasoned, it is impossible for him to say that he was lazy in an office with his husband who likes random behavior.
" Yes, let alone already married, must for the time also for the family. "
" Ck, if Moza doesn't work, it doesn't matter. If I so she is the focus of the same husband, have husband model Presdir must be taped every time, ye right. " Tap Farah with a mischievous tone.
Moza could only smile. True, his intention is not to work in an office. But not because of having a rich husband, more because Moza wants to focus on being a housewife.
His hobbies are now making money. And thanks to his best friend who is now increasingly famous, his boutique products are also increasingly in demand in the market.
The food came, pausing the event of ria's blessing.
" Aren't you ordering, Moz ? Come here for lunch, right ? "
" Oh, that, I'd like to meet you here. " Moza answered honestly, because in fact she had come to meet Deana. But instead trapped by Mona cs.
Moza grinned, actually it also includes the heck, more precisely open a deal. But indeed her husband said he would pick her up at the cafe after Moza finished talking to Deana.
" Em, ma'am Mona. Can I ask you something ? " Before Mona and her partner started lunch, Moza chose to pause for a bit.
" Yes, what ? "
" About Tira and his partner. "
" Why ? "
" Where were they moved ? "
" Oh, that. You didn't ask the President ? "
Moza shook her head, not unwilling to ask, rather Moza chose not to ask. Moreover, remembering her husband's strict sentence when he returned to discuss the three women.
" Don't talk about them again, Yang. Just changing my decision was my last form of tolerance, and it was because you asked for it. So don't make me take that decision back, because I get angry when I remember what they did to you. Besides, where they're being moved is none of my business, I'm too busy for that kind of trivia. "
Moza sighed, it was the second time Moza saw her husband full of anger. But Moza could see clearly that her husband was holding back so that her anger would not explode before her.
Mona nodded in understanding. " They were moved to several branches in the city on the outskirts of Java. Although not as big as the headquarters. Their well-being is more assured than they have to find another company. "
" A few cities ? They mean not one branch. " Moza's forehead frowned.
" Where might be problematic genk made one more thing, Moz. Can make trouble in a new place them because they feel they have a plot. Yes no, no ? " Celt Celia.
" Yes too, even though the chances are small they still dare to like that. I see they really are kapok tuh. " Sahut Farah's.
" Look down, Moz. They are in the right place. Moreover, the salary in the branch is also not inferior to the center. Although perks and facilities can not be equated with in the center. But still above the average company in Indonesia. You know how big a GIG is. " Tell Mona again.
" Yes, Moz. Don't feel guilty about them. It was their fault too. " Cellia returned.
Moza nodded and smiled. " Thank you, mbak. "
" Ck, I dicuekin the same mother who is cool ghibah, mengsadih is indeed the most handsome. " Sambar Alvi is a sad style that looks more ridiculous.
Plaques
" Ow. "
" The handsome from Hong Kong, you are the one who wants to follow the mother, instead of gathering the same employees of men. " Omel Farah after clapping Alvi's back.
" Elah, it was Farah who dragged me here earlier. "
" Hid, amnesia lo boy ? Lo mah I picked because kasian bengong himself just want lunch. Very nice people who don't have friends in the office. " Farah Ledek.
" Yeah mbak, know myself in my office who is single himself, handsome too. The other guy is already on a wife, really good at bringing his bin supplies. Lah me ? "
" What maseh ? " Cellia was getting sucked into provoking the laughter of her comrades.
" Single himself lo palak, Mr Vano same Mr Dylan you kira satan ? And ngaca sana say lo handsome himself, no lo half of them. " Farah is back nagging.
" Ye ye ye, lose I mah speaking of mother-mak. Anyway, the time I ate with Mr. Vano ma Mr. Dylan, I was all right. "
" Tuh self-conscious, so I was grateful that I picked you up. " Omel Farah again.
" Yes, sukur sukur. " Alvi throbbing.
The others were just nodding their heads at the two men's debate.
As for Moza, her lips extended a smile. It was great to have a new circle that made him feel comfortable as well. Because all this time only with his friends he can comfortably interact.
Until they do not realize the presence of someone who has been standing not far from their table.
" All afternoon, may I borrow my wife ? "
Heh ??? Their attention was immediately focused on one point. To the man who was now looking down on Moza's side.
Neighbor. . .
Celia's fork got out of her hand and hit her plate.
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