My Boss Samuel's
8. Overtime

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Mr. Sam opened the door with a few reports in his hand. Highlight the sharp eyes of his mainstay combined with his cold face was staring at us all with a flash of anger. He began to step, a step like a life-extracting angel.

And it really worked to make my heart stop instantly. Don't take my life first, please! Just unplug the others first.

"Tiwi,Tiwi... You are making a report based on what the hell? your imagination?!" Actually want to laugh at the words of Mr. Sam. No sin, right?

Mr. Sam slammed the report into Tiwi's desk.

Then he walked back, this time walking towards the table mbak Sari.

"You too, Sar! Make that report thorough! every page kok typo all!"

The report floated again to the table Mbak Sari.

Sam stood in the middle of the room, folding both hands.

"I told you, that careful work does not like repetitive work! You're not tired of what?!" Tired times sir if asked to sleep I am choosing to sleep.

"This new promotion must be better than yesterday." That's when Mr. Sam's gaze fell on me.

"May ..." My heart felt like it was going to fall when I heard my name being called. It was like going back to school. Where my parents and I came forward to take the value of reporting.

"Please do the Tiwi report."

"But I've made another report. It's halfway through this, sir." I try to keep my job.

"Are you sure what you're doing is right?"

The artifact! underestimated my job, boss Shucks.

I glanced at Mas Angga who was covering his mouth with his hands, I was sure he would want to laugh at me.

"Yes, my dear, sir! In vain dong is already half way in asked to create a new and repeat from the beginning." Patience Adelia, a handsome man-patient like Park Seo Joon.

"Better repeat but true. Than the pretentious but wrong!" Very cruel his mouth.

"Whatever, sir." Mutung. As free as I denied, the Boss will always have a thousand ways for me to obey his orders.

"Tiwi, give your report to Adelia. And, Adelia gave your report to Tiwi." I looked straight at Mr. Sam. A little surprised too, I thought I was told to double work again. It turned out to be just tukeran.

Well... already upset, which was already counted sins huh? because they are prejudiced to the boss.

Tiwi walked towards my desk giving her report and received my report file.

"Crazy! I've never made this report." Tiwi Whisperer.

I swear I want to laugh.

"Prophey, pray a lot. He said take a shower." I replied while whispering as well.

"Who told you to talk?!" Snapped Mr. Sam, making Tiwi run straight back to his desk.

"I'm waiting for you today!"

Then he went back to his room and slammed the door hard enough.

I was just silently trying to neutralize my crazy heartbeat from just dealing with that hideous demon. However, I was also able to breathe a sigh of relief as it turned out that my life was still safe.

"Oh god... I love to wonder I'm the same, Sam. There was no wind or storm. Suddenly appeared immediately angry after it was good again to his room." Oceh Mbak Sari's.

"Bunglon time, Sar. Likes to change." Mas Angga laughed looking at Mbak Sari.

I opened the report that Tiwi made, my God in all the doodles. When I looked further I finally couldn't bear my laughter .

"Heh, Why, Del? possessed huh? Just now, laughs are not clear."

I laughed more and more while turning my body towards Mbak Sari.

"See the report, Tiwi." The curious Rizal immediately ran to the table of Mbak Sari as well. Then Ma'am Sari and Rizal laughed together.

"Yes kunyuk, Mr. Sam was angry. High-level delusion, anyway." Rizal said as he walked back to his desk.

I still laughed as I opened up the report I was holding at the moment. Hm... Tiwi wants to laugh but misplaced.

"Yes... After all, I don't know how to set the price. Yes let us profit, I give you a price, dong." Said Tiwi with a innocent face without sinning in the slightest. Really typical of a boy's thinking.

"God! In the word want to give a price at your mom's shop!"

Tiwi pouted staring at the Angga mas.

"There's a rule, Tiwi. Calculate the average based on the market price. Do not origin love so much, I'm sure that the sale lo will not sell." I tried to give advice, because I was the one who used to do this task.

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During the day, my friends and I ate at a cafe near the office. The wallet is still pretty good.

"I'm dizzy making your report." Tiwi waved her lips while stirring up her drink.

"Heh, make the right and thorough. Watch out lo! If it's wrong, it'll be given to me again." Omelcu.

"But dizzy, Ma'am. I prefer to jump into the field."

"Hes, yesterday I was told to go to the field to say it, if it's hot, it could be black on my skin." Rizal's speech mimics Tiwi's style of speech.

I just laughed while sipping my drink.

"Yes, Zal. ABG labile whose puberty is not yet complete." Said Mbak Sari who managed to get a pinch from Tiwi.

"I think we'll all be overtime."

Mas Angga who had been silent now spoke after drinking the juice.

"certainly, Mas. Hope I made start looking for new scuffs ran aground already." My words are acting resigned with a face that is clear.

Yes how else, my work has managed to take up almost all of my time. Compared to the time I spend at home, I spend more time in the office.

"Not to be found, Del. It was in front of my eyes too."

Rizal puts on a cool-ass face while allowing his shirt collar.

"My advice, Del. Since there is no time to find a bustle, mending lo pepet aja Sam." Sari's mother chuckled very satisfied.

I almost spouted my drink at him. Fortunately, I was still able to contain my surprise.

"Thank you, Ma'am. May your prayers be in Ijabah, amen." I said while glancing sharply at Mbak Sari.

After lunch, we returned to the office and started working again. Overtime again, hadoh!

Right in the afternoon, we saw Mrs Riska as the finance manager in our office coming out of the elevator. I'm telling you yes... Miss Riska is three heads old. But, not married at all. Actually the sweet guy, brown-skinned mature with dimples on his cheeks.

What makes it upset is her style that is pretentious like princess Syahrini. Especially if dandan, putty same lipsticks if only in the lap will not disappear deh, like it must be rubbed first use a brush so that it can be lost. In fact, in my opinion, if Bu Riska is a little more natural it must even look more beautiful.

In addition, if you wear clothes like strange. Already know the plump body, if you wear the same shirt skirt must be tight-tight.

Here the most like sedain Bu Riska ya the Rizal.

Miss Riska walked towards Mr. Sam's room. As he passed us he was seen putting on his smile.

"Sore Bu Riska." No, what I said the Rizal began to wink soan. Especially at this time his shirt is so tight that it makes his chest look poking.

"About if I dance and so, still sell no more, huh?" Whisper Mbak Sari when Bu Riska has entered the room Mr. Sam.

"Conscious, Sar. The body is saggy and also pretentious an lo!" Mbak Sari glared towards Mas Angga.

"Kuping lo wander anyway, Ngga. I love talking to people again." Sari stood up, though,

"who said I was saggy? still okay like this, just a stretched stomach does not want to deflate. Understand, brojolin 2 boys. But my corsetin is also sip, not less the same as a virgin."

I can only laugh at the words of Mbak Sari. I thought I was lost to him just like him.

"You face I am still tolerant, Ma'am. But, if the body ..." Rizal looked at Mbak Sari from top to bottom. "Where are virgins belly mbleber so?"

Rizal laughed out loud.

"Please, Sister Sari. I'll take him to my beauty doctor, make stubborn fat ngatasin." Tiwi gave her thumbs up towards Mbak Sari.

"Tuh, so that's kind of like Tiwi dong. Give me solutions not like lo." Mbak Sari pointed at Rizal and Mas Angga with annoyance.

I just laugh. Afraid of blurring if you join the fray. It's been about half an hour since Miss Riska left. In my heart I began to wonder, what were they discussing for so long?

"Sstht ... How come Miss Riska hasn't come out yet, Ma'am?" I glanced at Mbak Sari.

"Why do you not accept it?" Sari said without a filter.

"Lo's mouth, Ma'am." I was washing my lips. People ask questions too.

"Don't .. they're nothing." Sari began to draw her own conclusions.

"All of you accuse me of anything, the queen of gossip lo, Ma'am." Sahut Rizal while looking at the computer screen on his desk.

This time I agree with Rizal. At least more reason than Mbak Sari's remark.

"Well, he's a big job for gossip." Mas Angga glanced at Rizal and laughed.

"It might not be! Mr. Sam's taste is like that." Tiwi defended.

"You know what?" my many.

"Yes, feel it anyway." Tiwi replied lightly.

"Even, feeling lo is less convincing, mostly ngayal lo." I said then laughed when I saw Tiwi's expression.

A few minutes later, Miss Riska came out and followed Mr. Sam who was walking behind her. "I'll excuse you, sir."

Said Mrs Riska is very sweet cualahin sugar.

"Yes.please." Mr. Sam returned a smile to Ms. Riska.

I'm a little clucking. Same fruit has never been so sweet, same model people Bu Riska just so sweet pompous anyway, sir. I am envious!

"Bu Riska, don't stop by for a chat." I wanted to punch Rizal in the face after hearing his words. Very fluent if asked to seduce.

"Will disrupt your work, how?" Miss Riska answered the centile and smiled. "I go first, yeah."

Miss Riska then got into the elevator.

I see Mr. Sam still faithfully standing in front of the door until the elevator door is closed. Ck! is that a form of attention or what?

"Something seems to have just gotten fresh, huh?" Rizal chirps while glancing towards Mr. Sam.

"Es fruit time ah seger." My leg laughed a little.

"It's not ice, it's durian montong." Said Mbak Sari did not want to lose with the movement to advance his chest.

Of course, Sari's behavior made me and the others laugh crisply.

"What are you guys? Work first, keep joking." Said Mr. Sam. But I saw a little smile on the corner of his lips.

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"Ah, it's finally over." Ms. Sari stretched her hand and then tidied up the stuff on her desk.

"Gue is too. But this time I'm willing to go overtime until this hour. After so many months we can finally take 2 days off tomorrow." I put my phone in my bag and cleaned my desk.

"Del, holiday 2 may be both ways."

Rizal stood in front of my desk with his signature grin.

"Don't want to, Del. Then the meal is told to pay for itself."

Say mas Angga pumping.

"It's already home he was told to ride his own ojek again. Afraid of gasoline going back and forth." Imbuh Mbak Sari followed his piety.

Duh.. sometimes pity is also the same Rizal if in blasphemy all out so. But how much is true also with what is said the same Mbak Sari and Mas Angga.

"What am I wrong? his name is learning to worry about the future doesn't hurt, right?" Rizal tried to defend himself.

"Not wrong, the wrong thing is just the elo that is bad." I laughed and walked up to the elevator.

Holidays i'm coming....