I'm Not My Boss' Storage
Oscillated

JUST Agni's feelings or lately there is someone watching her?

“Neng, who are you waiting for?” A man dressed as a security guard approached Agni. “Do I need to find the person?”

“Oh, no need, Sir,” says Agni fast. “I'm waiting, umh, Bu Ingrid. New teacher who moved here.”

The security guard named Nanang was a mangosteen. “If you want to wait inside, Neng. Hot here mah, especially if long.”

Once again, Agni swept the parking area; making sure no suspicious figure was monitoring her. After feeling safe, Agni rushed after Ingrid who was taking care of her move to SD near Dareen's office.

For the umpteenth time, Dareen sent him to be Inggrid's assistant. Based on a short chat with the woman, Agni was informed that Inggrid works as an elementary school teacher in Malang. Then when deciding to follow Dareen to Bandung, he submitted a request for mutation to the school.

“Dareen asked me to resign, but teaching is my passion,” Inggrid told me about her professional background when Agni brought her. “We had a storm until finally Dareen allowed me to continue as a teacher with one note.”

Agni, who was touched to hear Inggrid's dedication, was brought in curious. “What terms did Mr Dareen request?”

“I can not be tired, you see,” suddenly Ingrid blushed, “we are in the pregnancy program.”

Just a second Agni lost focus, their car would definitely hit a tree on the side of the road.

As Agni recalls, Dareen already had a child from Tanisha. He forgot his name, but they had brought the baby to Halalbihalal several years ago. Now, Dareen also wants to have descendants from Ingrid?

Agni dismissed the various assumptions that had emerged. Not business. No need to be scratched deeper.

Because all Agni has to think about now is keeping her relationship and Rano.

“Agni, sorry for so long!” From the passageway leading to the Business Administration room, Ingrid approached him. “Tomorrow I start teaching. You do not need to drive, I can go by myself bring a car or order ojek online.”

“Mother sure? What if Mr. Dareen even told me—”

Ingrid shook his hand. “I want to come with you to the office to discuss this. I'm also not good, you know, make you bother continue.”

Before leaving for Dareen's office, Inggrid had permission to go to the toilet to urinate. Agni then took a cell phone to contact Heni. Someone had to tell Dareen that he needed the second wife.

“Eh, I just wanted your phone.” Heni's voice sounded panicked. “Still the same Bu Ingrid outside?”

“Iya, back to the office with Bu Ingrid. That's why I want to ask you to tell Mr. Dareen to get ready.”

“Waduh,” Heni grimacing. “Pak Dareen is in the office, but he's the same as Ms. Tanisha. Sudden visit.”

Agni's back vertical. Emergency situation. “Terus—terus how should I? Can be suspicious of Ms. Tanisha if I'm not in the office.”

“Pak Dareen says you permission to get sick. The problem is now, you need to take Bu Ingrid away from the same office.

“Kok that, anyway? Not home she is safer—”

“It looks like Mr. Dareen will take Bu Tanisha home,” Heni half whispered. “Udah, yes, Ni. I just saw Ms. Tanisha come out with Mr. Dareen. He doesn't give orders as to where you should go with Ms. Inggrid. Anyway don't go to those two places.”

As loud as possible, Agni smothered her mouth to resist the screams. When he looked back, he looked at Inggrid who was smiling all the time. Agni had to think fast, where should she take Ingrid for a while?

When Agni caught the rice wrap Nanang had eaten, an idea flashed through her mind.

“Yuk, Agni, we go to Dareen's office,” invite Ingrid.

“Bu, I want lunch first.” Hopefully this decision can save Agni. "Will Mom come? Uak I have a good food stall.”

**

“What's up, Ma'am?” Enable speakers so Ishaan remains free to reply to email.”About Dareen, huh?”

“Ya, me again in Bandung—”

Ishaan stopped typing. “Kok didn't tell me? How's haikal?”

“Quiet, calm down, there is his grandmother who picked up.” The grandmother in question was her mother-in-law. “I accidentally came suddenly to Dareen's office, who knows I met the same affair.”

Because busy managing the restaurant and monitoring the company, Ishaan has not had time to check the work of Micah's men. Not to mention Lea who kept looking for ways to take her both ways. If Tanisha has taken a step so far, most likely her brother's guess is right. There is another dream woman who captivated Dareen.

It turned out that it wasn't until a month that they were gathering clues and evidence. That means, Ishaan will return to Germany sooner.

“Do Mbak need my help?” Ishaan still needs to please Tanisha to smooth out her mission.

“Free your schedule next week,” Tanisha said. “We're going to run over the woman and humiliate her in public.”

*

Ahead of the break, Ishaan asks Shia to deliver lunch to his room. He accidentally goes out to avoid the possibility of meeting Lea who sometimes accidentally waits in the parking lot. Expelling it was not the right move, Lea would definitely create a commotion.

In such a situation, Tanisha's call to catch Dareen's mistress sounds like a liberating escape.

The knocking of the door diverts Ishaan's attention, followed by Shia calling him.

“Thank you, Shia.” Again, Ishaan orders a package of food from the restaurant where Shia worked first. There is no cream and cookies ice cream. “Before a minute, I want to talk about something.”

Shia looked back; making sure the door was closed. “What do you want to say?”

“Next week I go to Bandung, want to check the job there.” His eyes scanned the calendar attached to the table. “Is there a meeting schedule I need to attend?”

The manager checked the tablet. “Besides Monday morning meeting, Mr.'s schedule is empty until Friday next week.”

“Meeting Monday can you represent?”

There was doubt from Shia's eyes. “I was worried should Mr who came, because that came one of the biggest investors of the restaurant.”

It was impossible to burden that responsibility on Shia. “OK, I'm taking Tuesday off. You can handle the restaurant during my absence, right?”

Shia nodded steadily. “Need me to confirm meeting to client?”

“Ya, sure. You will send the response via chat. Now, please continue your rest time.”

Although not too awkward, the interaction with Shia continues to remind Ishaan of Agni. Every time he exchanged information, the man was tempted to ask Shia. Just to settle the curiosity after years of losing contact.

Forgetting Agni should be easy. It was as easy as Ishaan leaving the women who accompanied him to have fun in bed. However, Ishaan makes one mistake he realizes years later:

She fell in love with Agni.

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