
“Yes for Zoya! why are you sitting there?” Sisil, his teammate is approaching. “Expressions are really long I wait in the room no back and forth lo.” Further.
“Build! Here I help.” Sisil tries to wake Zoya up. “Lo fell what the hell? Take a snack even lesehan here!”
“Last is me, Sil. It's over, end.” Zoya muttered.
“Why the hell Zoy? Catchment waiting canteen what the hell you so ngawur gini.” Sisil Ledek. His colleague went to the cafeteria to buy a cold drink.
“More severe than canteen waiter, Sil.” Answer Zoya. He repeatedly sighed Long to try to calm down.
“Tau ah I don't understand, now go back to the cage come on! Proposal for next week's event is almost finished, you just check again the same correction if there is less.” Sisil said while attracting Zoya who was still dumbstruck.
Arriving in the room, Zoya stares at her computer screen which is quite wide. His eyes tried to read the sentence by sentence they had arranged together but his mind went far, guessing his fate later.
“Zoy, how? Ih kok even bengong anyway!” Sisil was getting upset.
“Zoya!”
“Ah Yes. Sorry.” Zoya blinked her eyes, trying to refocus on their proposal. The proposal this time was the first job of the two of them. Four new people in the marketing department are each given the task of drafting a proposal that will be compared by the team leader, the best will get the project first.
“Focus dong, Zoy! Similar Romi has finished their task, even already want to survey the location for reference.”
“Iya-iya. Sorry for a lot of thoughts. I had a drink first let me focus.” Answer Zoya. He opened the cold mineral water that he bought earlier, although now it is not cold anymore because of the slow lesehan in the loby.
“Zoya stop!” Sisil took a bottle of mineral water from Zoya's hand and gave her mineral water, “biar focus lo drink a qua first, do not le mi ne ra le!”
Ck! Ck! Zoya shook her head but still drank mineral water from her partner. “the important thing to drink is.”
Zoya tries to focus until they can both complete the task to coincide with the return of their team leader.
“Mba Rica, we're done with the proposal. Check well mba.” Sisil eagerly showed their hard work.
“Iya, bring it here. Let mba see.” Answer Rica. Their team leader is indeed sebumble that, unlike other team leaders who only have to be called by formal designation, the head of the marketing team even upholds the family, and the, assume everything on his team is brother and not to dispute the call. For him the comfort of the work environment is more important, if his men are comfortable then the work will be completed more effectively and efficiently. But even so, Rika still has her own time where she puts herself to be serious or relaxed.
Mba Rika examined Zoya and Sisil's proposal with enough detail, so that some typos can be encountered. “Over all good, you can continue.”
“Yes.” Sisil was happy.
“Zoya why does it look unhappy? Your error is only a little, mba can be understood kok.” Mba Rika's.
“Iya why the hell is Zoy?” ask Sisil, “aneh really know mba, Zoya since from the cafeteria was so often diem gini, like a dazed person gitu.” Further.
Mba Rika laughs, “Oh.. may be the same enchanted effect Pak Ridwan earlier.”.
“Pak Ridwan? See Mr Ridwan, Zoy?” ask Sisil. “how is he? Really handsome? How could you meet Mr Ridwan? I was the first one this morning until I met on the special elevator deck of the director of the same other children to be able to see the face of Mr. Ridwan did not even meet at all. During the day he was not nongol, whereas he said usually pass there.” Cerocos Sisil's.
Zoya did not answer, instead she spread her head to the table, banging her forehead slowly.
“Heh even sawan this child. Zoy, answer me! What a great feeling?” ask Sisil.
“Iya very cute, Sisil. Mba aja if not married would be his wife.” Answer Mba Rica.
“Ih... so curious to see, what the heck?”
“Propa. Mr. Darmawan said tomorrow he would officially recognize his son. Tomorrow departing in the morning, all employees can join welcome.” Answer Mba Rica.
“You can revise the sign already.” Further.
“Oh yes Zoya, new mba inget. Catch a message from Mr. Ridwan, ask to check HP.” Say it before you go.
Zoya searches for her phone in a hurry. The whole table he searched for the sake of finding the flat difference.
“Pocket, Zoy!” Sisil pointed at Zoya's shirt pocket.
“Oh yes, forgot.” He panicked and opened the message. There are several incoming messages from his contract partner, uh his boss error from now on.
Zoya breathed deeply again. Ridwan asks to meet, immediately Zoya becomes agitated and afraid.
“Lo why the hell, Zoy? Pursued by dept collector? Same story I.” Ask Sisil.
Zoya looks around, quiet there are only the two of them who are on outdoor duty while Mba Rika is in her own room.
Sisil nodded, “iya inget. Wh why? He said lo trade again?”
Zoya shook her head, “not. It's worse.”
“Terus what? He ran away carrying your merchandise continue not deposited?” guess Sisil.
“Not, Sil. My contract partner turned out to be his son Mr. Darmawan.”
“What?” Perfectly rounded sisile eyeball, “Kok can?”
Zoya ruffled her hair, “not sure, I just don't understand. I just found out, because he's here my nyusulin. Turns...” Not finished saying Zoya suddenly silent while staring at the entrance of their room.
“Mas Ridwan...” he said softly.
“Allahuakbar Sisil was excited to see it himself.
Ridwan walks casually towards Zoya. “Chat I Just read no bales. Come eat, I'm hungry.” Without waiting for an answer, Ridwan picks up a bag of supplies at Zoya's desk carrying the now speechless girl outside the room. While Sisil was busy with his cell phone, it spread the beautiful image to the ciwi-ciwi group.
“Lo is suddenly a statue anyway, Kinderzoy!” ask Ridwan because Zoya did not talk.
“This Mas... I'm also confused to say what.” Zoya replied.
“Well he was confused, usually also full gas non stop lo.” Ejek Ridwan's. They are now sitting in the lobby and spending the provisions that Ridwan made this morning.
“Kan I do not know if Mas Ridwan it..” Zoya is speechless.
“And I told you a long time ago. Don't talk about it anymore, eat. Aaa!” Ridwan thrust a spoon until Zoya who hesitated also received a bribe.
Zoya takes pains to chew her food as Gilang and Romi approach them. “Good well now have dared to follow to the company.” Ejek Gilang's.
“Pake suits too, what does that mean? Do I want to work in an office? Benalu well just, instead of selling even nyusulin here.” Further.
Zoya whose mouth was full could only code with a wink while shaking her head.
“What Zoy? Drink first.” Cross thrusting mineral water.
“A Gilang can't be like that. Apologize now.” Zoya.
“Ngapain also I'm sorry the same, not very.” Answer Gilang. “Eat to the canteen just like me, do not need to eat food made him.” Further.
“Lo if you want to go to the canteen go alone, do not take Zoya.” between Ridwan.
“Outside people don't have much to say, mending lo go now before I call security guard.” Banish Gilang.
“Eh Bu Kayla's. Good afternoon Bu.” Sapa Gilang as soon as he saw the director's secretary approaching them.
“Siang.” Kayla replied, kindly. He then stood beside Ridwan, “Ikut cepetan awaited bokap lo!” he shouted pointing at Papi Rama who was standing quite far from them. Zoya, Gilang, and Romi reflexively follow Kayla's index finger.
“Gue first, until we meet ntar.” Pamit Ridwan's.
Before it passed he looked at Gilang with a mocking look, “lo want to go alone do I want to expel?”
Gilang saw the figure of a bitch who now goes with her boss. “Zoy, the benalu?”
“The child is Mr. Darmawan.” Zoya replied.
“Wah!!” Romi who knows quite a lot about the benalu figure who has often complained about Gilang because it interferes with his PDKT process can only shake his head.
“This is a really big plot twist, Lang. Mending backwards alon-alon deh.” His advice while patting Gilang's shoulder. While Gilang could only remain silent with both hands clenched in annoyance. How can it be like this? The figure that he always underestimated turned out to be inversely proportional, now it is nothing when compared to Ridwan.
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