He'S Not You
Chapter 12

Early morning to start work. With an always simple outfit without powder polish on the face Lintang, without a sexy appearance on his body and never pinch his hair on the shoulders. Always the shirt and trousers he wears. Very comfortable when doing activities.

Getting a placement in the field that he has mastered is not so difficult, although he must first ask other employees who have long been in the same division. A little grateful next to the Lintang cubicle to help and explain about his new job. A woman younger than him. So much work on his desk piled up.

Being a new child does not mean he has to comply with his seniors. Latitude of people who do not like to be ordered just like that for no reason.

" Of course, rest first. Will be done again." Said the girl next to the latitude cubicle popping her head to stare at Latitude who was still focused on her computer.

" Hm.. Aye." Yeah." Answer Latitude.

" What's your name? I forgot I haven't met you yet." Ask again.

" Lintitude. You?" Tanya turned the chair around to look at the girl with bangs, who this half-day helped her without being asked.

Stretching out his hands with a fluffy smile, making Lintang return a smile and shake his hand.

" Risk. Hello to you." Riska.

A cheerful girl, thought Lintang.

" Come to the cafeteria, as a greeting to your introduction who must treat!" Imbuh Riska, made Lintang laugh a little while shaking his head to hear it.

" I helped you! Cook gak-,"

" yes.. Come on." Cut the Latitude, take the small wallet and his phone in the bag.

" Yes!" Pekik Riska happy, to complain of pain when getting a taboo on his shoulder.

" You are yes! The new kid wants you to squeeze! That's right." The long-haired lady exclaimed at the ponytail without a bangs, ruffled around her waist looking at Riska

Riska clucked, staring at one of her friends who approached her in her room. " Did.. Sirik loh! Just tell me you want to."

" Know Lin! Monkey boy, Yolla. is in the next room." Imbuhnya, introduced his friend to Lintang.

" Chat*ng!" Umpat Yolla, making Lintang laugh at the debate and swearing of two people who are new to Lintang.

" Yolla's." Yolla.

" Latitude." The answer.

" I'm hungry. Talk later in the cafeteria." Said Riska.

Walking simultaneously to the elevator special employees who no longer queue like the beginning of the break. The cafeteria on the fifth floor, with their room on the eighth floor, offers a variety of food choices alternating so that employees do not feel bored.

Lintang along with two people who were new to him, followed how they queued up to choose the food that had been served on the table kichen.

Some of them really like canteen food, and some people also choose to eat out of the office when bored with the menu.

Finished choosing and paying, Lintang and the two girls chose to sit by the window with a view of the vehicle.

" Where have you worked before?" Tanya Yolla, sipping orange colored drinks.

" Singapore." replied Lintang.

" So tkw?" Sela Risk.

" No, work in a foreign company."

" What field?"

" The same as I do now."

" Oh!" Nodding to understand.

Not yet Lintang replied, Riska was so excited to see the presence of handsome men in the care of female employees.

" Oh my good Yolla! Mr. Saddam is here!" Riska exclaimed, staring in admiration at the man who was choosing to eat with his assistant.

Yolla and Lintang follow Riska's view. Yolla just shook her head, while Lintang just stared flat and returned with her lunch.

Where does it matter like that? Worship a man? Not the nature of latitude.

" Saddam sir is our general manager." Light of Yolla at Latitude.

" And the handsome men that women love here." Add Risk.

" Thanks to you!" Ejek Yolla's.

" Your eyes are cataracts, such a handsome man you say ugly." Sumpul Riska, always do not accept if the handsome general manager is said to be ugly by Yolla.

" He's handsome, isn't he Lin?" Ask Riska at Lintang, who is done with his lunch and open his phone when he sees a message coming in.

" Hmm, yes." Answer the latitude, because he was replying to a message from Abbas without arguing with this girl on the fringe. Maybe the manager's fans.

" That's right! Lintang alone admitted that Mr. Saddam is handsome. So your eyes are blind." Poking her tongue at Yolla.

Yolla just clucked, choosing to continue her lunch instead of taking care of Riska who was too adoring to the handsome manager. He thinks yes.. Appreciable.

Whether it was luck or nowhere else, the manager and his assistant were sitting right at the table next to Riska. Riska who saw it immediately kicked Yolla's leg to look at it.

Look at Riska and turn to see what Riska codes for. He smiled as the manager smiled to greet them, but not Lintang who was still focused on the phone in his hand without caring about what was beside him.

" There is no open area here" asked Lintang, finished replying to Abbas's message.

" Rofftop, on top." Answer Yolla. " Why?" Ask again.

" Smoking's."

" What!!" Pekik Riska, made her manager and assistant a little surprised.

" You're smoking lin!" Ask so loudly. The embarrassed Yolla directly stepped on Riska's foot and glared at her eyes and encoded to look next to the table.

What's wrong? Figurine Latitude.

Since high school Lintang has been inhaling nicotine, had stopped when asked by the man who left it and re-enjoiced nicotine when he felt stress.

Not a taboo according to the latitude. Living in a free country and a big city must be some women are also nicotine lovers and also enjoy beer. He thinks it's normal, but doesn't know according to people. I would think of her as a bad girl.

It is common for latitude.

" I'm sorry sir?" Riska and Yolla said, to the manager and the female assistant who were staring at him. Only Lintang nodded and smiled faintly.

" Yes, it's okay." Saddam answered, enjoying lunch again.

" Come on, come with me." Take Yolla, the latitude according and stand following Yolla.

" Wait, I'm coming." Riska followed them, although she was actually very upset that she could not linger to steal the handsome manager's gaze.

Secretly, Saddam noticed Latitude walking behind Yolla. The woman he never saw in this office. And a simple appearance without makeup and lipstick.

Attractively.

" Is he a new employee?" Saddam asked his assistant.

" Yes, sir, he just got to work today. Marketing department." Answer Assistant. Makes him nod his head.