Mad Boss
Chapter 5 Clean the room The boss must wear §e

"Did you just yell at me?" ask Mr. Gamya coldly.

Does my voice sound like that? I was asked a complicated question. No matter how hard I force my brain to think of an answer that can calm an angry boss, I still can't find an answer.

I should have read a lot of books on how to communicate with the boss.

kryukk..

There was a sound coming from my digestive tract, breaking the silence of the night in Mr. Gamya's room which was tense for me. Seriously, I didn't do it on purpose. It's out of my mind's control.

"My Fuck!" exclaim Mr. Gamya firmly.

"Yes." Yeah."

***

Mr. Gamya took me to a restaurant. It seems like he read a book on how to establish good relationships with employees.

"I don't want to be considered a bully. Eat as you please" said Mr. Gamya after not issuing any words along the way.

I looked at him in amazement, and looked towards the menu I was holding.

People say when eating alone with a handsome man, then the appetite will be reduced. But, hear the word as much. I wanted to eat until my stomach exploded.

"Let's eat sir" I said in stale before eating my meal as fast as I could.

At first glance I saw the surprised expression that Mr. Gamya emitted. Naturally to me, maybe he thought like buying three people a meal. Who told me to eat.

Because it was late at night, Mr. Gamya took the initiative to drive me home. The building I occupied was a two-story building consisting of 20 units of rented houses.

"Thank you so much, sir, for dinner. I will work to the fullest," I hurriedly said as I opened the door of his car without looking back at him. My eyes were focused on the door I opened.

".... "

blam..

brumm.

Mr. Gamya's car drove right after the door closed. He also seemed to want to get to his house quickly.

I grabbed my phone and wiped the screen, 22:20. It turns out it was late at night.

deg..

I felt the flowers in my heart blooming. For 9 years I have been close friends with Dyan, until now seeing the incoming message from him still makes me pound.

[Dyan: Sorry Kia just got back now, there's a lot of work to do. The 10th, huh? Sorry I can't seem to. There was a campus activity on that date.]

[Dyan: Is your work good? Do not eat late.]

The message contained rejection, then the 10th I will go with whom to the party?

But, most importantly.

I'm happy to be able to read Dyan's new message. Love is crazy.

I put my bag into my contracted house, and walked the path around the gasket of the house. After putting so much food into my body, I couldn't let them occupy a comfortable position as fat in my body.

While exercising I searched for Lindri's number on my phone contact, and immediately pressed the dial button as soon as I found her name. I told Lindri about the news I just received after five days of waiting.

"I was expecting it" Lindri said.

I pressed my ears close to my phone screen, and spoke slowly. I don't want my voice to bother the other neighbors.

"Then how?" ask for an opinion.

The man who was going to do the wedding reception was my first girlfriend at High School. I shouldn't have been dating early. Our relationship is known to the school seantreo. Every time a High School friend hands out an invitation, it's like an invitation to a reunion. Because I will meet a lot of other friends.

"What if you're a successful career woman? Reasonable right? women are successful career singles hahaha," said Lindri.

"What you say is true, but I didn't succeed. The house is still contracted," I complained.

"You work for a big company. That's enough. Tomorrow we go buy an ok outfit."

"okay!. Then I'm closed. I want to continue the sport," I said ending the conversation.

***

I eagerly went to work. After being fed well made me excited to work for Mr. Gamya.

Before the janitor started work, I had already worked to clean Mr. Gamya's room with pleasure.

In the middle of cleaning his desk, my toe touched something. A book on the floor. No, rather sandwiched between the legs of the table and the floor.

Did he use this book as a desk clamp?

Curious, I crouched down and read the book cover. A novel by a writer named GN Au

GN Au's?

I looked up and read the author's name.

How could that person make his work GN Au as a tabletop propeller?!

Immediately I saved the innocent book from the torment of the table and the floor. And then check his condition.

How could he have a new book GN Au that has not even been translated into Indonesian yet?

Did he order it specifically?

I moved the book on the guest table. And put the book barrier I made myself on the folded page.

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Gamya arrives at his office and does not find Cindekia on his desk. He seemed undisturbed, as what he saw was in accordance with his estimation.

The door of the room was opened by Gamya, along with Cindekia who was laying a tray containing breakfast dishes.

"Good Morning Sir!" greet Cindekia.

"... " Gamya did not answer Cindekia's greeting, he chose to sit directly in his chair. There'll be a meeting in the morning in an hour.

He felt something was different about the room. Nor did he see the book he had placed under his desk when he looked down. Gamya looked towards Cindekia who was still standing in front of him.

"Sorry sir, I moved it to the table" Cindekia said after interpreting the meaning of Gamya's settings.

"Is this your room?" gamya asked coldly. His eyes did not blink, sharp like an eagle that was ready to grasp its prey.

"I'm sorry" Cindekia said with regret. He regretted still standing there, should he immediately run away after cleaning Gamya's room.

"You just need to clean up, don't cross the line" Gamya's hard.

In Cindekia's eyes, Gamya was like a rumor she had heard. A boss who does not appreciate the hard work of his employees. In Gamya's eyes, Cindekia is a parasite that tries to infect her.

Gamya pointed towards the set of displays that were on the wall hanging shelves. "Do you feel your art taste better?"

Cindekia's gaze followed the direction of Gamya's index finger, she arranged it because she thought she had to tidy up something that was not arranged according to her. He doesn't think about art. Likewise with Gamya, he also originally put the display of the display.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry sir. I will arrange it as before" said Cindekia terbata.

"No need, get out!" hardik Gamya's.

"Okay sir, " said Cindekia to leave. But he changed his mind and returned to walk closer to Gamya's table.

"Sorry sir, are you also going to put his book GN Au under the table?"

"Get out!"

Hearing Gamya who seemed very angry, made Cindekia undo her intention to borrow the book. He walked back away.

"You talk like a fan" Gamya murmured before sipping his coffee. Tasty. Where did he buy it?

Cindekia stopped hearing the sound that Gamya let out and turned her body, thinking maximum work was including installing sharp hearing.

"Yes Sir, After watching the movie the world code, I read the book GN Au. Many of his works have been adapted into films. And his book, white door in San Marino, I'm guessing he's alive in 1944. Wow how could he make a historical novel that detailed," said Cindekia at length while smiling with admiration as if she forgot to be scolded.

Pppfft.. Gene would attack me if he knew he had his fans here. Gamya Inner

"Oh."

"If you don't mind, what can__ "

"I object, get out!" cut Gamya against Cindekia. If there was no table to block him, he would easily kick Cindekia who still did not come out of her room.

After Cindekia came out of her room, Gamya stood up from her chair and walked to her living room table. He picked up the book that Cindekia was talking about.

A smile was engraved on his face when he saw the paper barrier that Cindekia had tucked in. Aware of something, he wiped his smile. And drop the book in his hand on the table again.

"I'd be crazy to fall back into the same hole" he murmured.