Married to Janda Kembang
Because of Files

The senior looked cynically at Melati, making Melati look in shock at her.

“Lho, what's up senior? What happened to my job?” jasmine asked in confusion as to what was suddenly alleged to her.

That senior named Rachel, very angrily looked towards Melati. That senior also bullied Melati in the hall yesterday, because and he did not accept when Marvel reprimanded himself in public like that.

Rachel looked at him cynically, “You ‘kan, who input the data of this item?” she asked cynically, Melati was silent for a moment, then immediately checked the documents that Rachel had thrown at her desk.

For a moment Melati examined it, and saw clearly the results of her work that was felt wrong by Rachel. After confirming about her work, Melati looked back at the senior.

“Yes, this is my job, senior. What's wrong with what I'm doing?” asked Melati who really did not understand where her mistake lay.

Melati had already worked on it very thoroughly, even she had checked it up to three times and found absolutely no fault whatsoever. Now, he is shocked when Rachel suddenly comes to protest what she is doing.

“You look carefully, dong! It says 2009! This is old data, why did you enter the new data this month?! Very little work, dong!” snapped Rachel, suddenly making Melati look shocked to hear it.

Not believing what Rachel said, Melati immediately looked back at the contents of the file thrown by Rachel. He glanced, when he looked at the year in this file, which shows the old year of this file. Melati did not run out of thought, because previously he did see the date of the file correctly. He found no fault at all, for he examined it even three times.

“No way, I checked three times, kok!” murmured Melati, who was still shocked to not believe seeing the file year that was true was the year mentioned by Rachel earlier.

Rachel looked at him with a deep gaze, “ Anyway I don't want to know, yes! Finish this file before 3pm! This file will be used to report to Mr. Marcel, before being forwarded to Mr. Marvel.”

Rachel left Melati there, making Melati become a little irritated by Rachel's attitude towards her.

‘He's so damn character? Geez, I'm feeling inferior working here. Many felt so senior, and oppressed her junior, her inner’, feeling a little annoyed by her situation with Rachel.

Melati let out a long sigh, trying to clear up the work she had to give to Marcel, then passed on to Marvel.

“Yes do it, don't digubris. What matters is that I work really and truly. When it comes to mistakes, it is common. The important thing is that we try to make it real!” he murmured, who was trying to think positively with the circumstances that were on him.

Melati immediately fix the existing data, then print it to make a file that he will give to Marcel.

After finishing working on it, Melati immediately went to Marcel's room. He is still upset because of last night's events, but he must be professional with the circumstances.

Melati is in front of Marcel's room. He let out a long sigh, then rubbed his chest for having to be kind before the current Manager.

Melati sighed with length, “Sabar .. don't get provoked emotions here. Although he menggeleselin, but yes .. if in the office he was the boss,” murmured, felt he had to respect Marcel whose position was as a Manager in this company.

TOK ... TOK ... TOK ....

Melati knocked on Marcel's door, waiting for a while to get permission from Marcel to enter the room.

A few moments waited, but no one opened the door for him. He felt very confused, because Marcel who did not have any schedule other than being in his room.

“Why? Same with me?”

“Huah!!” shouted Melati, who was shocked to hear a voice that sounded in her ear. So shocked, Jasmine jumped in shock, until the files in her hand soared up into the air.

Melati gave a startled glance towards the still-soaring file, making her feel like she had to catch it properly.

“Yes for the file!!” tekik Melati, who immediately jumped from where he was standing now.

So focused he looked at the file, while stepping towards it, Melati accidentally stepped on the feet of the person who surprised him, who turned out to be Marcel. Heels taper as high as 7 cm, stuck right in the middle of Marcel's legs, so that makes Marcel sniffing because of the pain in his legs.

“Argh!!” shouted Marcel, which again surprised Melati.

“Ah!!” shouted Melati again, who then immediately stepped back from before Marcel.

The file that Melati was trying to capture in the end was not caught by her, and scattered on the floor just like that. Melati glanced at the paper and then at Marcel, while Marcel tried to endure the pain in his leg which was accidentally stepped on by Melati.

“Ah, pain!!” cry Marcel, while jumping up and down with one of his legs raised.

Melati covered her mouth with both of her palms, then glared not knowing what to do.

“Pak Marcel .. ma-sorry I accidentally!” murmured Melati, who was still glaring and covered her mouth in front of Marcel.

Marcel tried to endure his pain, and tried to be tough in front of Melati. He looked cynically at Melati, who was currently silently staring in front of him.

“Melati!!” screeched Marcel, making Melati cover her ears so loudly Marcel shouted.

***

Melati is currently on trial in Marcel's room. They throw each other a view, with a different view. Marcel who was looking at him cynically, with Melati who was looking at him with a look that felt very guilty.

“So how?” asked Marcel, while throwing his leather shoes that had been half a hole because they were stepped on by the jasmine heels.

Marcel throws her slowly on his desk, leaving Melati confused as to what to do to apologize to him. In any case, he was wrong for being too careless about it, to accidentally make Marcel shoes like that.

Melati unconsciously swallowed her saliva, so confused she with what she had to say. He felt very scared, just by looking into Marcel's eyes.

“Jawab, dong,” said Marcel in a flat tone, increasingly making Melati tremble with fear.

Melati looked towards Marcel, my “Ma-sorry, Mr. Marcel. I don't mean that,” he said, making Marcel look at him with a deeper gaze.

Marcel came closer to him, “Sorry not enough to make my shoes back to how they were.”