Married to Janda Kembang
Unaccepting

‘Why doesn't he shake my hand, anyway? Just this time I invite acquaintance girls, but instead plotted this way?’ inner Marcel who was annoyed by the circumstances that cornered him like that.

Marcel was upset, especially the guards in front of him were whispering while looking at him.

"What do you see?!" asked Marcel cynically, making the guards immediately lowered their heads in fear of it.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Marcel," they said in unison, who was already very disinclined by Marcel's current figure.

Melati was shocked as Marcel snapped at them, thus making her lower her gaze in embarrassment.

Marcel looked back at Melati, “Lo not in? It's 8 hours past 10 minutes!” he said that trying to remind Melati, making Melati mendelik surprised to hear the clock that has passed from the time specified by the company.

“Thank you, Sir!” said Melati, nodding lightly in front of Marcel.

Melati also went from there, making Marcel confused by what Melati did. Again Melati made Marcel upset, because only this time he was treated like that with a woman.

‘Why did he leave me? Heh, I've been kind enough to let you into the building!’ inner Marcel who was very upset with Melati.

Marcel who was upset then looked at them cynically, then immediately left them into the office building, trying to catch up with Melati who had already left from there.

From the direction of the lobby, Marcel was aware of Melati who was still wearing flip-flops in the office. He looked at her with a look of disbelief, and was eager to tell Melati about the flip-flops she was still wearing.

“Hei! Miss!” peek at Marcel, who was not heard by Melati.

Marcel runs to catch up with Melati, but Melati is seen entering the elevator. Marcel was late to tell her about the slippers.

“Ah, shit! Why is he so busy on his way?” grumbled Marcel, who then waited for the other elevator to arrive at the ground floor.

After getting the elevator, Marcel immediately boarded it and hope he still had time to tell Melati about the flip-flops he still wears.

‘Is he unconscious, huh? Why didn't you realize it could be this bad?’ inner Marcel, while waiting for the elevator to reach the floor he was headed.

TING!

It did not take much time, Marcel also arrived at the highest floor of this building. He stepped out of the elevator, looking left and right from where he was standing. Apparently, there he saw Melati who had been running to head towards a room.

His eyes dodged in shock, as he had to tell Melati about this. If not, maybe he will receive a penalty from the SOP that applies in this company.

“Hei, wait!” peekkik Marcel while running after Melati who had been in front of him first.

There was a chase between Marcel and Melati, but Melati was seen first up and opened the door of the hall room. Marcel still did not give up, and soon increased the speed in his run.

Marcel smiled his smile while still running around, “A little more until!” he muttered, who then completed his marathon run.

“Wait! That's why don't you wear shoes?” asked Marcel, who was late to tell Melati, so Melati got embarrassed in the presence of the new staff, as well as other old staff.

Marcel gawked in shock, when he realized that all eyes were on him. That made him pause for a moment, especially when he saw the figure of Marvel in front of him, who is now looking at him cynically.

‘Ow, die me!’ marcel's mind that can no longer evade the existing situation.

Marvel looks cynical towards Melati and Marcel. He even misfocused, because he was surprised by Marcel who also knew the figure of Melati.

The atmosphere seemed very awkward. Melati also looked down badly, while feeling guilty in front of Marvel and other staff.

“Good morning, Sir. Sorry I was late, and did not wear the full attributes,” said Melati, who dared to admit her mistake in front of everyone who watched her cynically.

Marvel refocused itself on Melati, “Who's your name?” ask Marvel, with a little bit of pleasantry to Melati.

Jasmine stunned to hear it, “Melati, Sir.”

Marvel is looking more and more at Melati, “First, it's not morning. So, change your words so good day. For me, it's too late, until you're late for the office. Second, please use the complete attribute, and do not repeat again. Third, I dislike people who are late and do not appreciate time. Fourth ...”

Everyone looked in disdain towards Marvel, who was currently reprimanding Melati. They are very happy, because there is a free spectacle for them, which will probably be saturated on this day doing the work at hand.

“Fourth, I forgive you this time. Please, tomorrow do not repeat,” added Marvel, who still has a wise attitude also in front of Melati.

Melati also nodded her head in front of Marvel, “Thank you, Sir.”

Everyone who heard was very dissatisfied, because Marvel was kind to women like Melati.

“Ah, same girl really good not punished.”

“Yes, let's see, same girl or same guy also.”

Some people whispered, but Marvel could still hear what they were talking about. Marvel doesn't want their speculation about him to come true. He looked towards Marcel, who he did not expect to be placed in the same branch of the company.

“You ...” Marvel pointed towards Marcel, “what's your name?” he asked, pretending not to know Marcel in front of them.

Marcel looked at him cynically, ‘Cih .. He really doesn't want to tell you that we are brothers?’ marcel's inner self still doesn't accept that.

“Marcel,” he replied, leaving everyone a little speechless when he heard his name.

“You're the same as Melati. Do not repeat tomorrow. Come to the office on time, if the SOP says 8 o'clock, you should have come 15 minutes earlier, not even 15 minutes later,” scolds him, Marcel can only duck while holding the hyacinth on his brother.

‘Gue is working here just a fad! What should I do with SOPs?’ marcel's inner self couldn't accept that Marvel was scolding him.

Marvel looked back at them cynically, “Two of you, into my room after this!” he said, asking them to come to his room after this event is over.

Melati is very compliant with what Marvel says, “Good, Sir!”