Knitting Tangled Yarn.
AMARAH.
The female receptionist laughed out loud. The woman just looked at the shabby clothes. But what they wear is not a shabby shirt but a shirt that has a color that has worn off. It has become a habit if they always wear clothes with that color. Because the gods often hide their identity.
"You're mocking us!" asserted Sascha who did not accept ridiculed.
Honestly, Sascha did not accept the attitude of the receptionist. Indeed, Sascha will not like if someone who degrades human dignity. Sascha would be furious and get him into a fight. Even Sascha dared to drag him to the police. For Sascha, all living creatures created by God are the same.
"I'll have Master Devan fire you! Because you don't have good manners!" geram Sascha's.
"Oh... Have what power you fainted me with! Who are you! Mr Devan's storage! Dreaming of heights! Look at my beautiful and beautiful body! While you have a less attractive body to look at! Your body is thin, rich plywood! Anybody likes you!" tease the receptionist.
Plaque!
A burly hand belonging to the Gods landed on the smooth cheek of the woman. The god is very furious if his future wife is said to not have a good body. With indignation the Lord looked at the receptionist's face sharply.
The woman held her cheek while grimacing. The woman did not accept that the gods accepted her. He immediately pointed at the God with a burning fire, "You! I'll sue!"
"Prepare your best lawyer!" devan shouted out of the elevator while carrying a tab to see the quarrel.
Devan deliberately brought the tab while paying attention to the events experienced by the son with Sascha. Devan is very furious to see the receptionist treatment every time the guest arrives. Every guest comes without wearing formal clothes so the receptionist considers the guest is a lowly person.
"Call immediately to your best lawyer!" devan once again.
The woman was shocked to hear Devan told her to find a lawyer. His eyes were perfectly patterned and his mouth was gaping. The woman shook her head while defending herself.
"Sorry sir. They are vagabonds who want to meet you, said the woman.
"What did you say?" devan shouted with emotion.
Devan doesn't accept that the son is mistreated. How a crown prince of Nakata's Groups got a bum.
"You know the man who slapped you was my real son! and the woman beside him was his future wife! You have dared to call them bums! From today you I fire!" furious Devan who exuded an aura of death.
The woman prostrated herself so Devan wouldn't fire her. But already the woman had already incised a wound deep enough into Devan's heart. Which parent's heart hears their children being mocked like that? No one will.
"How many people have you mocked like that! How many people have you demeaned like that! I was never in my office! I have a lot of CCTV installed here! I can judge you and others by your body movements and your words when welcoming guests! Now get your stuff done!" devan insisted without looking at the woman in the slightest.
Devan stepped back and approached the God. Devan invites them to go upstairs immediately. Gods and Sascha feel that the mood of Devan is broken. They decided not to interfere in this matter.
Arriving at the office of God saw the pile after pile that was on the table of the father. The god immediately took everything and put it on the guest table. Devan gave his files to Sascha.
"Check yes. Later papa will give you a big bonus, said Devan seriously.
"OK pa. Pa. I'm sorry about that. We had no time to change clothes, said Sascha.
"You're not wrong. But he's the one who's wrong. Papa didn't stop thinking about that woman. You could be a tramp!" furious Devan.
"It's common for us pa. We have been used to receiving insults and such construction, said the God.
"Are you guys undercover?" devan asked who was holding his forehead.
"We never disguised ourselves. We always wear clothes like this when we're not working. Honestly, we don't want to be known as heirs. We want to be ordinary people, explained God.
"Is papa's mood ruined this afternoon?' ask the gods honestly.
"You're right. If mama's looking for me just say sleep, '' pissed Devan's gone to leave God.
"Always so, '' grumbled the God while throwing his ass.
Sascha only chuckled at the grumbling God. Then Sascha put the files on the table and threw out his ass. Sascha eventually helped the gods to check the finances.
An hour and two hours have passed. God and find something strange. The god looked at Sascha's serious face. Feeling that Sascha finally saw the God back while asking, "What's the matter?''
"There is something strange in this financial field, God replied.
"Akupun the same, '' Sascha said. "Is papa's map real?"
"Indeed real. The data held by papa is not a single error at all. Even mama also participated in the financial system of this company, said Dewa. "What about the goods out?"
"Many differences. It means that every day the items that come out are not all recorded. Like wheels, car glass, nuts and bolts, replied Sascha,
"Something seems wrong. You better sign it. Let papa take care of this all, said the suspicious God.
"Are we looking for the culprit?" ask Sascha.
"The ends are finance and marketing people working together. This is a classic problem in every company, added Dewa.
"Then the field people were also involved, said Sascha.
"Yes that's right. Everyone has fixed them to corruption. Looks like I want to ask for the report of the past six months, said the Deity.
"Let me give it!" exclaimed Devan whose hair was wet while standing in the doorway.
"Papa?" the surprised God.
"What's wrong?" ask Devan who put a tie on.
"Always make a scandal with Madam Tara, '' God's lips are upset.
Devan laughed heartily at the annoyed God. Indeed, as long as Devan is not in the office, Devan forces Tara to satisfy her desire to let go of her fatigue.
"Makanya marah can make a scandal, '' ridiculed Devan.
"What?" the God who shook his head.
It is too much for the gods. It could be that his son was even told to make a scandal. The god rolled his eyeballs lazily while growling, "Can papa not teach me anything positive!"
"Hey boy! Do not be angry like that. Remember one important thing," ledek Devan threw his ass on the single sofa.
"What's important to papa?'' ask the god who is starting to care.