
Mili felt a chill piercing her body. He believes Mr. Dirga is trying to dig up information about him at this time.
"Of course I am an employee of the Mandala Pak company" Mili said trying to answer calmly.
Dirga. But soon after, he laughed. "Haha ... Is correct. You're correct. You are an employee of this company."
"I have to go back to my room. Excuse me. Excuse me, sir." Mili tried to escape. Dirga's eyeballs are still watching this girl's back.
"Company employee?" Dirga grunting. "Did he think I was stupid? Ill-mannered. Lest he think like that because he does not know how the true nature of Banu. Then, what does it mean that he is indeed just an ordinary employee?" Dirga thought hard. "Most ordinary employees are unlikely to know the powerful Banu. You little brat, I'll find out who you are," furious Dirga.
**
In the car with the Light on the way home.
"What did you get from your search, Haras?" tanya Light.
"I'm sorry, Director."
"I'm sorry? Before you say anything you've apologized for, what does it mean there's bad news?" ask the Light. Chief Haras nodded. The light felt the need to take many breaths to hear it. "Say, what is it?" The light allowed this man to say it.
"It turns out that Mr. Dirga had entered the treatment room area several times Mr. Banu," said Haras.
"What?!" tanya Light surprised. Haras looked straight ahead. Stay focused on the streets there. "W-how did that happen Haras? Did you know it was dangerous?"
"I'm sorry" said Haras, still driving while bowing his head for a moment.
"Oh, not Haras. What exactly does Dirga want? Banu position?"
"I feel sure the goal is to make Mr. Banu can not enter the company again. He wanted that position" Haras explained.
"It's a good thing that Banu is okay. If he was so ambitious, Banu would be in danger. I'd better have a meeting soon, so Banu's safe." Fidgety light. "Tomorrow to prepare everything Haras."
"Okay, Director."
"Also .. sort out the others. I don't want any more help."
Haras nodded.
**
The bright morning did not make Mili's fate as bright. This morning, he got a letter from the company. I don't know what it is. But his heartbeat that did not stop beating fast made him sure that something bad would happen.
Even Haras himself drove to Mili's house when this girl had not yet taken a bath. Just wash your face and brush your teeth. Maybe Haras looked at the address he put on his bio.
"Letter from HRD?" ask Mili wonder. "What is this, sir?"
"You can open it and read it if you want to know" Haras ordered. This man shut his mouth not to talk about the contents of the letter.
Mili refused to open the letter. His heart is not calm. But he had to open and read it himself because Haras was not willing to tell the truth. Mili took the letter out of the white envelope. Slowly open it.
Mili's eyeballs widened in shock as she read them.
"That's a special letter from the director" Haras explained, further freezing the girl.
"A-what do you mean, sir?" mili asked, looking at Haras. His hand was still floating because he did not understand correctly the letter he had read.
"The letter was the official dismissal from the Mandala company for you." Haras. He was sure that the letter was clear. It's just that maybe this girl was in denial because she was so surprised.
The deg! Mili looked at Haras in disbelief. His hand that held the letter, trembled. He was shocked to hear this news.
"J-so I got fired?" tanya Mili reassured again.
Mili was still in his surprise. He was silent not responding.
"Pay and bonuses will enter your account automatically" Haras explained.
"Actually I don't deserve a bonus yet" Mili said self-consciously.
"It's to keep your mouth shut with what you already know within the company" Haras said transparently.
"Ah, yes. Of course it is. Thanks for the notice, sir." Mili was finally able to bow politely after her shock subsided. However, his ability to work in this company is very lacking. He is also a high school graduate. So he has to be self-aware.
"I'll give you one day to pack your things in the office" Haras said.
"W-what did I tell people when they asked? It's too sudden sir" Mili said.
"Say that your contract is done. You just need to say that," Haras replied still calmly as he said that.
It looks like his dismissal was well planned. Mili clenched his jaw tightly. He refrains from being angry or sad. Because he knows his skills in this company.
"Good."
"Our talk is over, so I'm sorry." Haras walked towards the car parked outside the alley of Mili's house. This girl biting her irritated lips was also sad. But he has not completed his task.
Mr. Banu's spirit also did not appear again after the pain that attacked him at that time. Everything just seems to disappear. His life will return to normal before he meets the spirit of Mr. Banu.
Yep. This is not a crash or a disaster. I only came back at the beginning of my life. This is my world.
Mili convinced herself to face her fate.
**
The company atmosphere looks crowded than usual. Many people in official and neat clothes had passed by since earlier. Mili doesn't understand what's going on?
"A lot of important people yes" said the employee who was beside Mili. This girl had also seen earlier, but she had no idea who they were.
"Yes, today there will be a meeting of executives" one employee said.
"Executive meeting? Will there be any changes in the company?"
"Maybe. Isn't our CEO position empty?"
Executive meeting? THE CEO? Is it about the position of Mr. Banu. Oh, Mr Banu where are you now? Mili bit her lips in dismay.
Mili pressed the phone button according to Raka's contact number.
"Hello, Mili. Excuse me. I can't talk right now. There's gonna be a meeting, I'm busy." Raka sounded hurried.
"Yes, sorry brother." Mili had to hang up on that phone. What these people say is true. However he could not linger in this building. He is no longer an employee of the Mandala company.
Not many asked him as he appeared wanting to pack things. Because it looks like they were busy with the news of the meeting that was held today.
His belongings are not much, because he is still very new in this company . Just one bag of responsibility to hold the goods.
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