Mad Boss
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Cindekia stared at the oval window next to her dimly, the buildings getting smaller and smaller until they all disappeared into the clouds.

He still did not believe in the end he went back to his homeland alone. From that day on, she never again met or talked to her future husband.

After officially divorcing, the trial was not attended by her husband, Cindekia decided to go directly to the city away from the city when she first met her ex-husband, Cindekia, and stayed at the hotel for a few days to think of a plan to organize his life after the divorce that he had not thought of before.

At that time, she was only a momentary emotion and her words at that time made her husband abandon her for up to two months.

And now, he completely abandoned me forever. Inner Cindekia does not know to be angry or blame yourself.

He did not even dare to tell his parents about the divorce. Her marriage was corn-time. Not even his friends.

Living in a city unfamiliar to her, Cindekia hopes not to meet anyone she knows.

After a few days of thinking, he decided to look for an apartment. It would be very strange if he lived in a small house that had neighbors on the left right, and lived alone with his status that had now been widowed and unemployed.

He wanted to stay where no neighbors would greet each other, and gossip.

He lived in his small apartment for a week. And during that time also he continued to look at the screen of his cellphone, hoping that his ex-husband contacted him or just ask the news.

But there were no calls or messages from her ex-husband. Only online loan offer messages that he always received almost every day.

he has not decided to look for a new job, because he is still focused on his turmoil. He is unemployed with savings that can be enjoyed for decades.

Although he had spent a dozen packs of tissue to wipe away his tears, the memories of his friendship with Gamya did not disappear from his head. And it made his heart feel like it was being pressured by something that made it difficult for him to breathe.

That morning exactly two weeks he had been living in his little apartment without ever going out, he still wanted to cry, but the source of his tears had dried up.

With his swollen eyes, he opened the refrigerator. It has a lot of instant food supplies there.

There's a swimming pool downstairs. Two weeks ago he didn't pay much attention to it. It turns out that a small apartment that costs a little sloping has swimming pool facilities.

Cindekia decided to end her moping period for a moment, and went to get some fresh air outside.

He opened a suitcase that he had not been able to fix, and looked for what clothes he could use. He hasn't had a shower in two days. A peach-colored hoodie and cream-colored training pants.

Cindekia took the time to look at the large mirror installed in the middle room. The small apartment has only one room measuring 3x6 that unites with the kitchen, and one bedroom.

A pair of puffy eyes were visible in that mirror. But he doesn't care. Because in that city no one knew him. Why should you care?

Meanwhile on another continent, there was Adi who was stricken with difficulties. His boss always disappears during important corporate events.

Not only Adi, Gamya's secretary was also stressed because he had to face the rampage of the higher-ups who were victims of Gamya's php.

That morning, Adi kept calling Gamya's phone number that wasn't answered, while a messenger from the semiconductor company had arrived ten minutes ago.

An agitated Adi standing in front of the meeting room was finally able to breathe with relief after seeing Gamya's nose stem from a distance.

What clothes did he wear? his mind is not calm.

Gamya took off his fishing cap, and handed it to Adi as soon as he got to the front door of the meeting room.

"Wait a while, are you going to go inside like this?" tanya Adi held Gamya.

"Yes, I just got home from fishing" Gamya replied lightly and rushed in.

"Gosh, what's he thinking?!" muttered Adi, and joined the meeting room.