
Say hello in the morning. Warm rays of the morning sun began to emerge from the eastern horizon.
Mita left for the office this morning with a cheerful heart. Well, don't don't be because of Elvano's dreadful seduction until Mita had a good night's sleep. This morning, Mita left on time. Not less and not more than a second.
Mita was at her desk. Sitting sweet with a cheerful bright face. Checking the Boss' schedule is weird. Kira - I guess today what his activities are. And wow, today the schedule is pretty tight. Starting from important meetings, visits to the factory, to the warehouse, and so forth. Hopefully for her busy schedule, she won't involve Mita.
Anjas just arrived. Mita stood up and gave a welcome to her boss.
"For Sir?" greet Mita while half bowing.
"Morning." Anjas passed by without even glancing at Mita. And go straight into his room.
Brake !!!
Anjas slammed the door of his room pretty hard. Until Mita was shocked.
"God ... That's why people?" Mita stroking - elus her chest. Then sit back.
Tuhs. Really - really a strange Boss right? It was morning - morning was angry - angry. Hasn't she had breakfast yet? Eits, it could be dangerous if Mita gets close. The lion is starving now.
Tulare ... Tulare ... Tulare ..
Parallel phones on Mita's desk ring. Mita answered immediately.
"With Anamita here ... Can I help you?" dih Mita, the song. I'm like Mbak - Mbak customer service.
"What's my schedule today?" ask Anjas from the phone..
"Bapak's schedule ad__"
"To my room." Cut Anjas fast.
Tut ! Phone disconnected. Mita also pouted bin manyun. Then immediately got up and rushed into Anjas' room.
Anjas distracts her from her laptop screen as soon as Mita comes in and starts approaching. And Anjas looked coldly at Mita. Duh, is Anjas still upset about last night?
"What's my schedule?" ask Anjas again.
"Jam ten this morning I have a meeting. Continue with lunch with Sandy Abraham. After that, I will turn to__"
"Cancel."
Mita surprised, "cancel? Everything?"
"Lunch on it."
"Loh, why?"
"Don't ask too many questions. It's none of your business."
"Kok even so fierce like this?" muttered Mita commits - kamit himself.
"I'll excuse you sir." Mita decided to leave the room immediately. Anjas looked at Mita's back while making a long sigh. Then lean his back on the back of the chair. Seraya softly pinched her forehead.
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Meeting that morning, Mita accompanied Anjas. It should be, right? It was Mita's job as a secretary. The meeting did not last long either. It only discusses the development of community response to new products that they launched a few months ago.
After the meeting, Anjas was supposed to have lunch with Mr. Sandy. But Anjas canceled it. And advance his schedule of visits to their factories in the suburbs. Anjas is reluctant to have lunch with Mr. Sandy, as he knows Mr. Sandy will only discuss about his relationship with Sasha.
They are now on their way to the factory. Actually Mita does not want to come with Anjas, but Anjas continues to force her. Always threatening to cut Mita's pay.
"Chandra, after this we just go back to the office." Decide Anjas.
"Good, sir." Chandra said without shifting his concentration on the street in front of him.
Next to Anjas, Mita sat down while turning her face out the car window. Look at every object they pass.
Anjas glanced at Mita. Mita sat him too to the edge, until his body stuck to the car door. Until accidentally created a wide enough distance between them. Actually, Mita deliberately sat him a bit attached to the car door. The reason is quite simple. Anjas is his boss. Between superiors and subordinates there must be a distance. Jaelah ... Not even Mita's time. Tuh, Anjas's face is upset, right?
"You're getting thinner, aren't you?" tanya Anjas arrived - arrived. Until Mita turned her head.
"I? Skinny? Meanin?" mita asked confused. Plus half glared.
"More. Time can be empty like this." Anjas patted the seats in the middle of them.
Mita cringing. Then looked at Anjas and the seat took turns. It's also strange that this one Boss.
"Again pandemic sir. Keep your distance." Mita was joking.
"You sit a little bit to the middle. If you sit like that, you're like someone who's never been in a fancy car." Chirps Anjas. And successfully made Mita manyun bin monyong.
Finally, Mita shifted her seat slightly to the middle. And only a few cent distance left from Anjas. While Anjas, trying to hold back his smile. Pretending not to see Mita as the woman shifts her seat.
As a result of Chandra braking suddenly, Mita's body automatically advanced forward and her head almost touched the back of the chair in front of her. Lucky with sprightly Anjas holding his body.
"Ndra ... Heart - heart." Said Anjas while pulling back both hands that held Mita's shoulders.
"Sorry Sir. There are people who cross haphazardly. It's almost ..."
"Yes, the way."
Chandra started driving his car slowly. Down the streets of the city that began to look crowded by various types of vehicles.
"Thank you?" Mita looks shy - shy.
"Eat him, sit not far away." Chirps Anjas.
Mita manyun again. And Anjas smiled and immediately turned his face away. I don't want Mita to see her smiling. If you see Mita, it is thought Anjas maledek Mita again. You know that Mita has never been in a luxury car. Well, what's the connection? Lagian the Chandra, why suddenly try. This is how it happened. If Mita's head was bent back seat, while Anjas was next to her, would be embarrassed - embarrassed. Idiii ... Why would you go to the factory just have to jump - ngajak Mita. Anjas must have deliberately wanted to make Mita tired. Huh, you Anjas.
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As usual, Anjas visit to the factory just to make sure every production carried out is not constrained. Anjas prefers to go down straight. That way he can better understand every problem - problems that arise no matter how small. Things like this are also commonly done by his late brother first. Anjas just has to carry on.
The visit is over. And now they are ready to go home. But Mita hasn't come yet. Anjas tries to call his phone, but Mita's phone is left in the car.
"Where the hell are you Mita .." lamented Anjas.
After a few minutes of waiting, Mita did not come. Makes Anjas anxious for a moment.
"Let me look for sir. You just wait here." Chandra.
"No need. Just let me. Maybe he's in the toilet."
"Good Sir."
Anjas goes to look for Mita. And Chandra can only gawk. Since when did Anjas want to catch up with his employees like that. Where in the toilet again. Things Anjas never did. That made Chandra almost in disbelief.
Arriving at the toilet, Anjas begins to search for Mita's whereabouts. Fortunately, the female toilet was empty. So Anjas can freely go in and find Mita.
"Mit ... Mita ..." call Anjas. He opened his eyes between the three toilet doors.
"Yes Sir. I'm right here." Mita's voice came from one of the toilets.
"How long ago, we had to go home."
One of the toilet doors opened. Mita's head poked from inside.
"Src ..." Mita calls Anjas. Anjas turned his head and found Mita's head sticking out of the toilet door at the very end. Anjas approached.
"What are you doing? Why so long?" luh Anjas's.
The look on Mita's face looks bad in the eyes. His face looks pale. Anjas was also worried. Well, don't don't don't let Mita get sick. Sampe pale so.
"Egem ... Ehem ... Sir, may I ask you please?" Mita seemed hesitant to say.
"There's only two of us here. No need to be formal. Tell me what's up?"
"I ... I ..." Mita seemed to doubt. Anjas want not?
"What's wrong?" Anjas was curious.
"Please buy me a pad. Can't you?" Mita grimacing. Anjas definitely won't help him this time. The proof, tuh, Anjas face gawked so. Anjas will not help him. Anyway, why should his monthly guests come now.
"Slayers?" Anjas still can't believe it. What kind of bandage is that? Anjas has never bought such an item.
"No want to? Yes, it's okay - what. Then I'll just take a cab home." If Mita's blood goes anywhere in Anjas' car later, it's shameful - shame.
"Yes, yeah. I'll buy it."
Mita smiled as she looked at Anjas.
"Thank you?"
If it wasn't Mita who asked, Anjas would not. This is the first time he's bought a sanitary pad in his entire life.
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