How To Marry You ?
seventeen

Three days Sandra's permission not to enter her office on the grounds of taking care of her sick child.

He was grateful that his son had no problems in his head, after the doctor made an observation and CT Scan, the following afternoon, Xander was allowed to go home by a doctor.

Early in the morning her son asked to go to school, so Sandra went to work today.

As usual before work he will have breakfast along with cleaning service in the cafeteria,

It does not matter if you bring food from outside, because the breakfast provided in the cafeteria is only bread or sandwiches no rice.

Finished with her breakfast Sandra went up to her room.

At his desk had piled up some of his work, just left not in three days, his work was that much.

It looks like he'll have to be late in the afternoon.

Sandra who was seriously working was startled by the voice of her colleague.

Gita asks Xander's news, while Sandra works to tell him about her son's situation.

"Sa, during the day we are told to be close" said Gita.

Sandra frowned in surprise, "when did the admin join the meeting? Isn't the meeting just the financial staff, huh?"

"Gue also did not know Sa, Anyway the staff on this floor were told to meet later at noon,"

Sandra just cleared her throat and continued her work.

As usual before lunchtime, he would go out to pick up his son at school.

Gita had warned herself not to be late to the office, because the meeting will be held at exactly one noon.

Sandra picks up Xander at school, then delivers to the apartment cafeteria, she also has lunch with her son.

Somehow that afternoon the road was more jammed than usual, motorized vehicles were crawling, the usual travel time was only ten to fifteen minutes, now it was more than twenty minutes, the car was running, it's still on the same road.

Sandra looked at the time on her wrist, already ten minutes past the end of her rest time.

He's in trouble now, for the first time he's in a meeting, but it's late.

Sandra prayed that she would not be fired.

At exactly thirteen in thirty minutes, Sandra arrived at her study, but the floor looked quiet, meaning the meeting was still on the upper floor.

He opened his phone, there were several missed calls from Celine and messages from Gita who basically asked his whereabouts and advised if he had to go to the meeting room on the fifth floor.

Sandra took the elevator to the top, one of the cleaning services told her, in fact, she had several times climbed to sky five to put the file in the archive room.

This was his first time going to the meeting room,

The brown wooden door with two doorknobs, Sandra knocked slowly, before the door opened from the inside, Celine opened it.

Sandra could see the financial manager's grim face, she could only bow and apologize.

Celine tells him that if her seat is next to Gita's, feeling guilty, Sandra can only duck.

The meeting continued, he heard Celine's voice giving his report.

Only the voice of the financial manager was heard,

Maybe for about fifteen minutes, Celine continued to talk, after being replaced by the man who a few days ago met her, of course it was Rama.

Sandra looked up to see where Rama was, the man gave a comment regarding the financial statements that Celine had mentioned.

Sandra did not expect her acquaintance was one of the officials in this office, even though she had been working six months more, but only this time she knew.

Gita often tells about Rama but Sandra does not think if the name is Rama acquaintance, he knows,

Why is the world so narrow?

Sandra continued to pay attention to the man she had just realized as one of her superiors until Rama finished speaking.

Sandra glared in shock and inexhaustible, cruel to her best friend, does not know if he is in need of a lot of money, just look he will protest after this.

"Rapat finished please return to their respective rooms," said Rama ended his meeting.

Rama went straight out of the room, Sandra got up and quickly followed him, no matter what Celine and Gita called her, the priority was that the salary she received was intact, not reduced in the least.

Rama enters the gold-colored elevator, Sandra calls his name, though his colleagues may question why an ordinary staffer is so disrespectful to his boss.

"Ram, can't do dong, time is cut to fifty percent, really lo, I go every day early in the morning, it's not calculated, not to mention overtime,"his Oceh doesn't care about the views of the other staff.

Rama looked at him sharply, "That's Sandra's mother's rule" he said.

"Gue needs money, you have a very strong oath, for example to be cut do not fifty percent dong, five percent cake,"Sandra still did not accept, the woman stood blocking the elevator door.

"Please leave Sandra's mother, I'll meet again with the lawyer upstairs" the man asked.

Sandra shook her head, she could not take it for granted about her salary cut, she could not imagine if her income was reduced.

Celine warns him, but is ignored by Sandra.

Maybe as long as he worked here, only this time he insisted like this.

Rama's phone rang, he picked it up, glancing at Sandra.

"Yes this again in the elevator, there are Lo employees who protest, do not accept the salary I cut fifty percent,"

"...."

"take the meeting,"

"....."

"Sandra Wijayanti financial staff,"

"..."

"yes I tell her to go up now,"Rama ended her call.

The man looked at Sandra, "Please come in, you protest directly at the boss here" he said Formal.

For fifty percent of her salary, Sandra would struggle, Celine and the other staff had already entered the elevator next door.

Along the way, Sandra continued to babble, she still did not accept Rama's decision,

"Sa, you are very noisy, eleven twelve as Asha, my gosh, my ears are pengengeng," said Rama while holding his ear.

"hence, pull your words that want to cut my salary,"

"The same protest your boss there,"

The two arrived at the black door, without knocking, Rama entered the room.

"Sir, this is an employee who protested because of his salary I cut fifty percent because he was late to enter the meeting room" Rama said politely.

Sandra looked at her upper work desk, the chair turned her back, so that she could not see the face of her boss who according to Gita's story was very handsome.

"Sa, I went back to the Cafe first yes, my business here is finished, my advice you must be patient and steadfast, because the boss does not like it at the protest," said Rama, "one more, "one more, if the boss still keeps cutting salary, Lo cip*k just his lips, I'm sure, one of his card collection, will be immediately given, "whispers.

Sandra widened her eyes, wanting to protest but Rama ran out of the room.

Silence, just a puff of air conditioning, until Sandra began to speak up, "Sir, I beg you not to cut my salary, sorry the road was jammed so I was late, I really need the money," he asked, he continued to babble which essentially asked that his salary not be cut.

The oversized chair turned around, "there are conditions that you must meet so that the salary is not cut,"

As if Sandra had heard the man's voice, she who had lowered her head, now raised her head, she looked to see who was sitting on the chair.

"Long time no see babe,"