I'm Not My Boss' Storage
Lho Apparently?

The news Agni was waiting for finally arrived. Shia's acquaintance Micah asks him to come to a restaurant to meet someone who needs his services for three months.

“If you are accepted, what is the work schedule will not clash with thesis guidance? Later even longer for the passage.”

In front of the mirror, Agni sculpted a black blazer that wrapped a white shirt with a knee-length skirt as a subordinate. Shia lends pump heels red color and helps the friend to style the hair. Clean, neat, Agni assured herself that her appearance would not disappoint.

“Hopefully dinego. In my department, the guidance can already be via online.” Taken a mini sling bag that is only carried at important moments. “Gue unplug first, yes! Thanks for changing my shift today.”

“Ready! Hopefully you meet a good client and do not cunihin.”

*

Arriving at the restaurant, Agni is minded first. The place is not only big, but also luxurious. Guests arrive with classy cars, almost no taxi or taxi online to stop by the parking lot.

However, Agni could not retreat. This was the only good opportunity he could take to improve his financial condition. He saw again the instructions that Shia forwarded from Micah's message. Agni only needs to mention Micah's name, then follow the waiter to take her to the VIP room that has been booked.

Pull, throw, pull, exhale.

With steady steps, Agni approached the waiter who served at the main door. Waiter said hello, then asked, “Did Mbak already reserve a place?”

“Umh, already. On behalf of Micah Renjiro.”

Waiter checks the tablet on the table, then asks Agni to follow him.

Passing by the elegantly dressed people, then a grand piano, Agni slowly walked up the stairs towards the second floor. Different from the ground floor, the second floor looks like a hotel interior. All rooms are closed. Design for VIP guests.

“This is the room that Mr. Renjiro ordered.” Waiter opened the door to room number 7. “Please enter.”

Agni was stunned as she entered the room. In addition to a long table for seven people, there are other facilities such as AC, mini bridge, to flat-screen television. The window across from the room shows an impressive city view.

Even so, Agni was still hesitating. If following ethics, he should only sit down after being invited by the person who invited him. And so, Agni waits beside the mini bridge until Micah comes.

One. Five. Ten minutes passed. His feet are starting to ache. Agni then moved both legs so as not to stiffen. Just as he was about to squat down, the door opened and a figure of a curly-haired man entered.

Hurry up, Agni stood up. “Maaf—eh, good afternoon.”

“Well, why are you standing there? This many chairs even called.” The man closed the door, walked over to her. Agni tried to be as calm as possible as the distance between them narrowed. “Agni Karalyn, right?”

“Iya, right, Sir,” Agni says stamped.

“Do not call father, dong, I just turned 28 last month. By the way, I'm Micah. Micah Renjiro,” he said as he pulled one of the seats. “Not be too formal with me. The person you should be disinclined has not yet come. I'm just an intermediary. Sit here!”

Although it is welcome to sit down, Agni is still anxious to imagine the figure that Micah said ‘need he was reluctant’. If the man is not someone who will need his services, then who? Agni could only wait while occasionally observing Micah who was busy playing the phone.

“Oh, he has reached the lobby.” Micah put his phone in. “Lo get ready, I want to get out nyamperin.”

As soon as Micah left the room, Agni opened the front camera of the phone to make sure the makeup was still neat. Her hair was well-groomed, as were her clothes.

Shortly after, we heard footsteps approaching. Agni rewinded the chair, then stood up to greet the guest. As the door opened, Micah appeared and let the figure that came with him enter the room.

“Happy—” Agni turns her head when she meets the figure.

Impossible! Is it true that she's gonna be working with that shitty guy who asked her to make ice cream the other day?

*

Ishaan scratched the back of his non-itchy head. “When did you start the interview?”

“Next week. HRD has already contacted several potential candidates. We can't just cancel.”

“Alright, you can continue. Please send their CV to email me make review.”

Ishaan admits, working without Ayanna's help is troublesome. Since setting foot into the office this morning, he had not had time to sit in his room because he had to take care of various jobs left by the secretary. Not to mention that this afternoon she will meet Agni at the restaurant Micah has arranged.

Cellphone's ringing. Long live, his best friend called.

“Where is lo?” micah Todong. “Half hour Agni dateng. I'm again on the way.”

“Still in the office. Five minutes out. Even near this place, walking is also done.”

“Not that. Lo as a prospective superior Agni must give a good impression. Don't let him back off first.”

“No way.” Ishaan opened the door of his room. “He needs money fast. In such a situation, he must have stayed even though I was annoying.”

Micah grunts his head. “Solar lo. Anyway late tolerance 15 minutes, yes.”

Ishaan shook his head, then stuffed the phone into his pants pocket as soon as the conversation was over. To be honest, he was looking forward to the second meeting with Agni. That night, while accidentally meeting her at the restaurant, Ishaan gets the picture he needs. How Agni provides service, maintain attitude, to find solutions. A series of soft skills that will help the girl when they meet important clients.

In addition, Ishaan also does not deny the charm of Agni. Despite wearing a cashier uniform and makeup, the girl was so alluring. If Ayanna made him instantly excited at first sight, Agni?

One thing is for sure, Ishaan wants to get to know her more closely.

*

Unexpectedly, Ishaan arrived late.

After informing Micah, Ishaan rushes up the floor to the VIP room that his best friend had reserved. He turned to the toilet for a while to tidy up his hair and clothes. Do not let him look messy because he ran towards the restaurant to catch up with delays.

“Buset, he was even engrossed in grooming,” Micah commented when Ishaan came out of the toilet. “Udah, udah, lo already handsome. Agni from earlier waited for us while standing.”

“You told him to sit down, right?” Hearing that, Ishaan grew even more unwell.

“Iya, so do not make him wait long.” In front of door number 7, Micah opened the door and entered. Ishaan followed; his eyes caught Agni who was instantly standing from the chair.

This afternoon, Agni was wearing simple and neat clothes. Serbahitam, but the contrast of the white shirt and his yellow skin made Ishaan's heart rustle. Not to mention the color of lipstick and its high heels are in harmony….

Control yourself, Ishaan.

“Happy—” Their eyes collide. The shock emanated from Agni Ishaan had predicted. The sudden reaction restored the man's confidence.

“Good day too, Agni,” replied Ishaan before Agni had time to finish her greetings. “Can we start the interview now?”

***