
While Dhyia is busy with her dreams for the sake of asking for spaciousness in the future when she no longer gets hope.
Alen returned quietly after coming to the room. However, he was still confused. Why are they so hard to get a model? Even he thinks the twigs of their current TV station are very bad. The ads coming in didn't exist no, as usual, he thought.
"Alien!" call one of the employees.
Alen turned to the source of the voice. "Come in!" it's screaming from inside. "What's wrong?" Alen asked directly after seeing him enter then looked at his laptop screen back. "Sit down!" He invited that man. "What made you call me?" tanyanya read the latest news today about the problem of all branches of TV broadcast.
"Can't you call, boss?" Instead of answering Alen's question he asked back while pulling a chair.
"What's wrong? Emang, why? You look so panicked?" alen asked at once to see his partner sitting down, stopping the news search.
"There's bad news blowing! And it turned out to be true," he said, bowing in lethargy. Makes Alen even more curious.
"You mean! Did someone attack this company?" asked Alen guessing.
"I think so" he answered. "Makanya, I ask you to immediately call the superiors and tell them what happened. I guess, she must have been in shock when she heard this news?!" revealed.
"This news?" Mumbled curious. "What news do you mean?" his question grew even more anxious as if he wanted to find out information.
"If the IC2 TV station is in a slump," he said a little regretful about it.
"What?" yelled Alen in shock. "But why can? Hasn't it been going on long enough," he said gaping confusedly.
While outdoors, some employees are delayed in the program events they run. Employees also seem to walk not necessarily the direction of the destination to and fro. It was as if they were waiting and there was confusion. All look back and forth with a tightened restless face.
"All right! I'll try to call him. But don't expect too much. As seen recently. He's in trouble. So, I can't be sure if he responds or not" Alen explained.
"Then, what should we do?" tanyanya dilemma. Glanced at Alen who was punching the number of the superior. "If the more didiemin can-can everything get destroyed. It's gonna fall apart and end up Alen."
" You calm down! Okay fine! Don't panic, that's why! Just stop! Talk briefly. Let me think. What am I gonna tell her? Which keeps him from attacking me back, Alen thought as he pressed the button with a deg-degan.
The connection goes to the boss's phone. He tried to stay as alert as possible from the sudden attack.
Ilker who just had a cold fight with the lover looked at the number that called out a little surprised, saw the number that entered which of course he knew that it was the number from the office.
"Hello!"He quickly grabbed and lifted her up.
After hearing Alen's voice while instantly pale. He must have been panicking about the events of the past few days.
📱"Pa-pak! The problem of our program is a little disturbing, sir," he said immediately stammered by his fear of the leader, recalling the incident at the cafe.
📱"What interference?" ask Ilker to panic. His frown a little unpleasant feeling.
📱"Some of the adverts are coming into our TV station, sir. Even today we don't get any job offers. All have been taken over by other TV stations. So, we're a little out of sense to deal with it." A friend who sits in front of him.
Ilker immediately disconnected and rushed to the office. Open the closet and pick up the official clothes he often wears and look for his favorite tie.
The crane! The crane! The crane!
The sound of the cell phone he was carrying rang in his pocket. He immediately picked it up after the ringtone surprised him.
📱"Pak Ilker, ' he said while looking at the phone. "Yes, what's wrong, sir?" the question is spontaneous and careful. Walking while looking straight with a tired mind thinking about his work, walking hastily following one of his colleagues who was busy.
📱"Come to the office now," he said walking in a hurry while holding the phone attached to the ear. "We have to meet right now," he continued, waving his left hand to call Balin who was playing chess, followed by his eyes met the look of the man who started a little killer.
"Balin quickly got out of the car, ' he decided to disconnect the phone as he walked closer to the place where they often sat relaxing playing chess and standing upright in front of them.
Sontak Balin and Edis were surprised, Pak Altan who turned from afar was forced to stop his steps immediately with both feet that were located on the right foot swinging forward while the left leg at the back. Staring at the boss with a gulp, in the right hand follow the cold sweet tea.
Can be this bad, he thought turning his body after seeing Mr. Balin was stirred in front of the young master.
"Well, sir," he answered spontaneously, seeing his young master who had never told him to take out a car. Take the key from the man who met her face to face while glancing at the right hand.
Just pantesan, he thought after looking at that hand. Moving quickly pick up the car that fits the key he holds. Strange, he thought back after seeing a car that had long been parked even the car came out only last night after a long time. It was also to accompany the madam to the young master's office delivering lunch, he thought. Glancing continues the parked car alienated in a slightly distant place that is covered by a car cover.
Get in the car and turn it on and turn it around to get to the man. "Already, sir," he said, glancing at the hand of the man standing before him.
"Now, your job is to take me to the office!" he said he closed the car door while putting on his seat belt.
"Okay, sir," he answered, obeying the man's orders. Drove the car quietly and occasionally glance at the hand that is still wrapped in a bandage a little thin.
"Combin! Anyways! This car was yesterday why did it come to the office?" he looked at the CCTV footage on his phone.
The deg!
He immediately braked suddenly so that he wanted to fall backwards. However, an Ilker looked relaxed as if he had understood Mr. Balin more deeply.
Mr. Balin was a little pale, his body was trembling in breath, looking at the straight path back to normal.
Ilker who was sitting at the side quietly waited for a reply from Mr. Balin. Play back the phone.
"Madam, would like to deliver food for you, sir," he said, repeating the memory. "Mrs, feeling anxious. The Madam said, "The past few days, you haven't eaten. That's why! Madam, ask me for help getting this car out, sir." Repeating the memory that the car he was carrying right now was a car that was often used by his big lady yesterday.
"You know the rules at home?" tanya Ilker immediately glanced sharply and was completely untouched by the answer given by Balin to her. "After a long time! No one dared to use this car! After, the big madam is gone," he said looking straight back and turning his head glimpsed at Mr. Balin.
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