My Boss Samuel's
13. Black Coffee Sugar Slight

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“Ciyeee ... The streets are both the same Mr. Boss yesterday, his face is different, yes?” Mas Angga said while nudging my arm.

I can only snort. “Clearly lah. You don't know how beautiful my trip was yesterday.” Even if I remember until now I still feel like a dream. Mr. Sam yesterday wasn't my usual boss. He was afraid that his people were possessed by angels.

“Wah the pellet was successful, yes?” Ask Mbak Sari while giving a box of his homemade cake.

“Dih slander, I do not need to use pellets also have been alluring. Ask Rizal.” I glanced at Rizal while sipping the cake that Mbak Sari thrust.

“Bogged.” Rizal ticked my head, “when I was yesterday morning already waiting for you, Del. Hope you stay with me.”

“Long time ,Mbak.” Sela Tiwi fast, “kemarin only I see Mas Rizal early in the morning already odd with Fara division next door.”

I glanced at Rizal's face whose facial expression immediately changed upon hearing Fara's name.

“Wah, you don't just talk dong, Wi. It is a fitnah if it does not fit reality. Later it will make Adelia jealous.” Rizal smiled at me.

I clucked towards Rizal, “Dih Ge-eR very much lo!”

I might be jealous of Rizal. It is impossible and will not be possible.

“Morning, all.”

Me and the others were immediately shocked. Ma'am Sari quickly hid her cake box, Rizal immediately pretended to take the paper that fell to the floor, Tiwi pretended to be busy with the computer screen and Mas Angga immediately smiled kindly as usual. While I. .. I don't know what to do. I just sat with an expressionless face.

“You're okay, right, Del?” Sam asked, which surprised me. Nah! not just me but everything.

“Ah, i-iya, Sir. I'm okay.” Answer me grimacing.

Mr. Sam looked at me with a raised eyebrow, before walking into his room.

“Wah, what was that?” Rizal Seru.

“Secuil Boss's attention to subordinates lah.” I leaned myself into the chair.

“Hm ... from a little bit of long-overdue seriousness later.” Celtuk Mbak Sari who is turning on his computer.

I immediately turned the chair towards Mbak Sari and smiled towards her.

“Loh, we should be mocking, Ma'am. It means that the demon that controls the Boss has come out.” Seriously mean.

“I mean Sari is not so, Del. Fears her persistence later Just the same lo doang.” Mas Angga laughed loudly at being followed with the others.

Whatever yes, I'm sorry for their nanggepin.

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The clock is pointing at the number ten. And we all seem busy. Rizal and Tiwi have been in the field since. Only I, Mas Angga and Mbak Sari are still loyal struggling with computer screens. I took off my glasses to rub these tired eyes.

“Duh, still this hour, sleepy I've hit aja nih.” My speech.

“Create coffee first there, Del. Than not strong. Later if caught Sam got scolding again.” Sahut Mbak Sari who is opening his documents.

“Gue tipped one yes, Del. Same as lo.” Imbuh Mas Angga's.

I could only snort, then get out of the chair. Just as I was walking through Mr. Sam's room, the door suddenly opened. Yes, it just opened up to make me almost up in shock.

“Adelia where you going?” That was the first question Mr. Sam asked.

“You make coffee, Sir.” Honestly I dongunya, because it wants to make real coffee. Not playing a match.

“Oh coincidence. I'm dropping one yes.”

Well, not this true.

“But, Sir. I've made two of the same Mas Angga.” My protest, hoping that Mr. Sam will retract his words.

“Black coffee, a little sugar.” he continued without responding to my words.

The man immediately closed the door again without feeling any sin, leaving me in a state of gawking like a fool at his door.

Mas Angga and Mbak Sari have been broken in place, “kayaknya Sam want to test your patience, Del. Yes itung-itung learn to be a good wife yes, Del.” Mas Angga said in the laughter of Mbak Sari.

“Don't wear long, yes.” Mr. Sam raised an eyebrow while looking at me who was in deep shock. Then he closed the door again.

Fucking shit!

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Since I had to make three cups of coffee, inevitably I had to bring the tray that Mang Diman used to wear, so that I would not have to go back and forth to pick up coffee. First, I put my coffee first onto the table, after that to the Mas Angga table. And unfortunately, even greeted by laughter from Mas Angga and Mbak Sari.

“Office new girl yes, Ma'am?” Sari Mbak.

Damnit. I can only miss before I go into Mr. Sam's room, to give him a coffee order.

“This sir, coffee put where?” I said a little sensi.

“Put on the table here dong, Del. Do you want me to take you to my house?"

I frowned, this person is actually crazy or what the hell?!

“Yang really dong, Pak.” I put the coffee cup a little hard to produce a loud sound due to the collision of the cup and glass table Mr. Sam.

“There's sugar on it, right?” Ask Sam before I go out.

“Iya, black coffee with little sugar.” I expressed my hand to convince her that the sugar was really just a little.

“Oh, Okay. Next time you make coffee his face is not like that. Fear will make sugar so not felt.” Sam started sipping his coffee.

“Pak Sam... can you do it anyway, just say thank you to me? Don't make me rise in blood.” I'm anxious.

“Oh yes, thank you.” Said Mr. Sam later.

Hearing that word confused me myself. I don't think Mr. Sam would have said that right away. Then, what should I do next?

“Thank you, Adelia. Now you can go out.” I blinked as Mr. Sam repeated his thanks.

“I-iya, don't you ask me to come out.”

“The evidence was even bengong.” I heard that insinuating tone very clearly coming out of his mouth.

“Pak ..” I said.

“Why? You don't want to get out of my room, you want to accompany me here?”

Words like that, be patient. Patient guy handsome soul mate.

I just pursed my lips, before I turned around and walked out of Mr. Sam's room.

Up outside I really couldn't hold back my emotions. Though my coffee has not been drunk at all but somehow the drowsiness that hit earlier instantly disappeared just like that.

“Propay ,Del. Rarely made a joint with a handsome boss kayak, Sam.” Mbak Sari chuckled.

“Huaaa! I want to raise my hand, where is the camera? I wave my hand, the cameraman crew came out. I'm sire!” My chatter, which managed to make Mas Angga and Mbak Sari laugh even harder.

“Del, don't dong. Later Sam suddenly came out mampus lo!” Mas Angga.

I glanced at Mas Angga, “Oath yes, all this time I never feel hurt man. But how can I deal with a guy like him.” I pointed to the door of Mr. Sam's room.

“Do not, because you often make Rizal heartache Del.” This time Ma'am Sari said seriously.

“Ber tuh, could be diem-diem tuh serious. But its lo is insensitive.” Imbuh Mas Angga with laughter that has not succeeded in subsiding.

Duh Gusti, if I have any fault forgive the fault of Your servant. If not, please strengthen the heart of your servant. Strengthen the servant to deal with the behavior of the Combat Boss, as well as these useless enemies.

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