I'm Not My Boss' Storage
Compromising

SENDING Ingrid to the supermarket is just the beginning of a series of problems Agni will face.

Agni breathed a sigh of relief when Dareen returned from her visit to Jakarta. For a few days, she and Rano can return to their routine, from the shuttle, to lunch, to watching a movie. Even if there is an order from Dareen, the contents are still related to work.

Maybe Dareen has found a solution to overcome the problem. However, Agni's allegations memelesat when the weekend arrives.

Initially, Agni and Rano planned to take Uak Puput for a walk to Lembang. They had even arranged a schedule of activities and persuaded Uak Puput to close the stall for a while. On the night before the big day arrived, Agni who was preparing supplies received a message from Dareen.

The smile on his face instantly disappeared as soon as he read the contents of the message.

Agni, can I accompany Inggrid to the spa tomorrow?

“Why you?” Uak Puput, who had just cleaned up the kitchen, caught the change in expression. “Meni jamedud*.”

“Nothing.” Quickly, Agni got out of the chair. “Titip jerked, yes, Uak. I'll grab the goods first in the room.”

After closing the room door, Agni immediately called Dareen. I swear, if the man is not the boss, he will reject the request without a second thought.

“Night, sir, sorry to interrupt.” Even Agni had to be polite as her head boiled. “Message earlier—what do you mean, yes?”

“Besok Ingrid no spa schedule. He has booked two people,” Dareen sounds whispering on the other end of the phone. “Typically I am with him, but this weekend I was unfortunate because... Tanisha and my son to Bandung.”.

Ableuus, sumpat Agni in heart. Why don't you get caught with Ms. Tanisha so that my suffering ends.

“Sorry, I'm so sorry, sir, I don't want to accompany Bu Inggrid. Only tomorrow I also have the same event my family.” Agni ******-*****cushion, express frustration. “So for this time, I refused—”

“I went to England to say that you accompanied him.”

“Pak?” Agni could not help her suddenly raised voice. “You should ask me first, what my schedule is empty or solid this weekend. Except Mr. who spoke directly to my family—”

“Agni, please.” Dareen didn't even give Agni the chance to finish her sentence. “This once in a while, I promise. Tanisha seems to be suspicious of something and I need to convince him that I am not playing fire—oh! Or maybe you can take Inggrid for a walk with your family.”

Agni's eyes are heating up. Dareen will definitely continue to press until he grants her request. On the other hand, he did not want to offend Uak Puput, let alone Rano who this week continues to succumb to Dareen.

“Pak,” Agni voice vibrates, almost cries, “by—can I ask for Bu Ingrid phone number? Let me speak directly to him.”

“Lho, you can't give me the decision—”

“If you don't want Bu Tanisha to know about the whereabouts of the second wife, you should give her phone number now.” Agni's cry almost exploded, but she had to be firm. He hopes, this is also the last request Dareen or his relationship with Rano back tenuous.

*

In the end, Agni took the middle path. Less wearing, but at least Rano understood it.

“Sorry, I will.. go home early,” Agni conveys the change of plan before going to Lembang. Last night, he managed to lobby Ingrid to rewind the spa schedule to the late afternoon. Thankfully, Inggrid didn't mind. “Rano, I'll drop Uak, yes.”

At Uak Puput, Agni argued that she suddenly had to replace Dareen for a meeting. Uak Puput had been made astonished, but not suspicious because he often saw Agni who was asked to go to the office on weekends.

“Do I need to talk to Mr Dareen?” rano asked as Uak Puput passed to the restaurant toilet. “If he can urge you to save his household, then we should have the right to also ask him to keep our feelings.”

“You're not afraid of a warning letter or... fired?”

“Honestly, I don't care, Agni. I even found a locker to get ready to move.” Rano checked his phone. “Not that you have to go now?”

Actually, Agni was heavy-hearted leaving Rano and Uak Puput. It took them a month until they had an empty schedule at the same time. No matter how much money ‘indemnity’ that Dareen gave, the value will not be able to replace the guilt Agni on the two people she loved so much.

“You wait for Uak first.” Agni packing. “If you're home, don't forget to tell me.”

**

“Mbak wants,” Ishaan ducked towards Tanisha to whisper, “hit by Dareen's affair?”

“Pity for Haikal? Ma'am take him as a weapon to cover the real mission, right?”

“If you don't bring Haikal, Dareen must be kink again, Ishaan!”

Ishaan was actually tempted to come to Bandung. In addition to worrying about Haikal, he needs to make sure Tanisha doesn't take the wrong step. If it is proven that Dareen plays behind, his brother will not hesitate to start a world war.

Unfortunately, Ishaan has to meet clients on a sunny Saturday.

Arriving at the restaurant, Ishaan finds a luxury car in the parking area. Did the client arrive early? If yes, Shia should have contacted him.

Ishaan then rushed in to check on the guests who stopped by. Sayup-sayup, he heard the conversation of two women while climbing the stairs. Turning towards the corridor, Ishaan finds Shia standing in front of the study, while his interlocutor, blonde, turns his back on her.

Ishaan's steps stopped. I remember Micah last week.

His gaze and Shia met. It is too late for Ishaan to back down, as Shia has already hinted her interlocutor to turn around.

“Ishaan!” Lea galloped closer, then hugged her. “At last I'll see you again! Said, umh, your secretary—”

“He's the manager of this restaurant,” Ishaan corrects quickly.

“Well, whatever. I'm glad I got to meet up. You are very difficult to meet in Frankfurt. Though our workplace is pretty close.”

Shia, who looked presumptuous, approached them slowly. “Sorry, I just want to say Mr. Gareth has arrived. Do I need to take her to the meeting room?”

Just this time Ishaan was grateful to be interrupted by the meeting. The release of Lea's embrace that made her cramped. “Ya, please take Mr. Gareth, Shia. I'll catch up.”

Lea frowned when she realized her reunion was disturbed. “So I have to wait for you where? I have not been too familiar with Jakartaaa.”

“Wait under, okay? Just order the food you like, it’s on me.”

“I was going to take you to lunch,” Lea kept sulking.

Seven years since their last meeting, but Lea turned out unchanged. Still annoying and acting arbitrarily. “If you don't want to wait for me, please, I won’t stop you. It wasn't me who asked to see you, was it?”

“Ishaan!”

Ignoring Lea who was whining in the back, Ishaan sped up the steps towards the meeting room. She hates having to take this step, but only Shia can be counted on to hold Lea down before her staff and guests are distracted from seeing her childish behavior.

*

Meeting with Mr. Gareth went well even though Ishaan's focus was somewhat branched. Between thinking about Tanisha and Haikal and Lea who was either waiting or acting downstairs. So after driving her client to the parking lot, Ishaan returns to the restaurant to check on Shia and Lea.

Surprisingly, Lea was waiting while enjoying the ice cream. Shia, coming out of the kitchen, approaches Ishaan who deliberately keeps her distance from Lea's desk. As he was about to ask, Shia preceded him.

“Sorry, sir, earlier—tadi I was forced to say you are willing to have lunch with Bu Lea,” he said half a whisper. “Terus Bu Lea ask ordered food, as long as not spicy and oily.”

Ishaan, while watching Lea, continues to listen to Shia's description. “Then, what did you order for Lea?”

“I said I'd order Dad's favorite menu. Bu Lea immediately agreed.” Through the tails of her eyes, Shia glanced towards Lea. “But in the kitchen I ask the chef to cook chicken taliwang.”

Ishaan gave a lip, trying to hold back the laughter. Shia's experience of handling annoying customers for years must have trained her to take quick and precise action.

“Father angry?” Shia was watching Ishaan flinch. “I should be conformed first, but—"

“No, you did a good job.” Then, Ishaan tidied up his clothes; getting ready to show his best acting in front of Lea. “Please continue your work. Oh, before you go home, meet me first. I'll give you and the kitchen staff a bonus for today's work.”

***

*Meni jamedud means his face is sour/cheap in Sundanese