My Lovely President From The Mars
VISITING THE OFFICE BUILDING

Zahra was driven home by Ganesha to the kost'an, with which he always felt protected like an almost extinct animal, even from the night wind, let alone the evil of the night.

"Tomorrow to come at what time, let me tell the receptionist to my secretary if you want to come," he turned his head and looked at Zahra, this time just the two without any Yahya as a white lizard.

"Em, it's rich but I need time on the road so it's about 1 or half 2 noon" replied Zahra.

"Okay if that," Zahra had pushed the car door and out of there, not many people passing there were only a few children after teaching and bikers passing by.

"Is there a boarding close?" Ganesha came out.

"There's, like, 11 o'clock at most."

Ganesha glanced at his sports watch, this young man is so smart to combine outfit, if he is in a shirt then he will wear a luxury watch to make business opponents feel that he has his own charisma and level.

Intentionally, early in the morning after the dawn prayer Zahra stormed a vegetable stall near his kost'annya friends Defia who is still sleepy in his swetter.

*hoam*!

"Oh Ra, good tuh rem again, not even busy mengubek-nubek carrot with chicken," his scolding close a hug in yourself, considering that at this time no one hugs him.

Zahra chuckled, "Lo's eyes open Fi, don't mistake me if you're suddenly literate!"

"Yes, people are good to sleep when shopping! Warteg is still a lot, buy food in warteg, you move to the lunchbox, say it's your cooking, done! No need to bother shopping, cook cape-capes, save and efficient! Boong dikit will not make you the most sinful creature kaleeee," the idea is kinclong, equivalent to the mincing glasses betty la fea.

"Yes, but make you the most guilty creature" replied Zahra.

"As far as you deh sus--" Defia reached for crackles in Zahra's hands, he had entered the pancong cake there, if early in the morning kang pancong, mini martabak, and so on, ape cake on the seliweran ready for trade to schools.

"Don't drink coffee" he opened the sandal and went inside, picked up the sachet'an coffee and brewed it.

There was a kick of dangdut song from one of the rooms of the hostess into the morning music they felt again watching the celebration, not to mention the busy morning residents who were milling back and forth between the bathroom, the bathroom, kitchen and room.

"Torting Yes! I feel like I'm coming to my condition!" shout Defia.

"Don't ya, Brina's still mo lor!" sahut Ria who extended her neck towards the door of the house with a wrapped towel in her hair and hands holding wet pants, apparently the girl was drying clothes.

"Boyfriend Ra? Tumbens!" The Incas were brewing cereal plus milk in the kitchen.

Zahra glanced at a glance, "the habit of cereal doang, it's been continued to eat spicy-pedes rich noodles, rice nuduk bu Nining still there kok I saw," Zahra began to unload his cargo of crackles and search for knives and also a small basin.

"May males ah! Waiting for the free-" chuckles carried the glass of cereal milk forward.

"Withy! Cake pancong tuh, mauuu!" the thrill of seeing Defia who coolly eat pancakes befriended coffee.

"Buy! Take one! The end of the month," she was stingy.

"The very neng spy," Zahra joined for breakfast first, earlier on the road he had bought serabi and held his serabi at the table.

The aroma of cooking out of the kitchen boarding house, because Zahra opened the kitchen door so that the smoke is not trapped inside.

"Ohh, smells! Make a tummy rumble, Ra!" Defia is already getting ready with her work uniform.

"Heem, good huh?! I hope you like it!" Zahra put each dish in the lunch box and then she put it in a cloth bag.

"Done up!" he glanced at the wall clock, it turned out that cooking was quite a lot of time, especially for beginners like him.

"Mandi ah! Be prepared,"

Still wrapped in a towel wrapped around his hair he started ordering ojek online, Zahra did not do much preparation especially dandan which until ngabisin all day.

He was ready with jeans and a blouse top as well as a sling bag that he sipped sweet on the shoulder. There is no impression of luxury is different for him, impressed like girls in general despite being born in a family.

Tiit!

The sound of the motor horn following the chat from the driver had called, he grabbed his cloth bag and out of the boarding house.

Along the way his brain is filled with the impression of Ganesh, what does he think later with his cooking will he like it or not...it was not yet possible that Zahra was already smiling to herself.

His steps must be staring at the towering building in front of him, a company that quite has a name in the homeland because it managed to have a property that is selling well among the jetset class, even property for its economic class is in great demand by the middle class.

Many, one impression of Zahra upon entering. Yes - it's lunchtime!

"Missi mbak" she said at the reception desk.

"Mr mbak,"

"Sir Ganesha is there, I am Zahra---" he said.

This pair of receptionist female eyes watched Zahra from head to toe, a beautiful but ordinary girl. Is it really Zahra that his boss mentioned?

"Oh-Cut Zahra?" guess it looked at the list of appointments and guests in his notepad.

Just as Zahra nodded quickly, the receptionist immediately contacted Ganesh's room from the phone in front of him.

Cold air from AC, the smell of room fragrances that make comfortable and the ob who is always alert to clean stains is the atmosphere this afternoon that Zahra saw apart from hungry employees milling in and out of the building to rest. Potted plants can be seen lined up along the glass walls of the right-left side of the automatic entrance. And there is a mini waterfall as an additional air conditioner near the right wall provides a classy aesthetic addition to the size of an office, feel rich in Niagara! Anyone who comes to this company will agree if this property company is indeed competent and has its own class.

"Mbak, Mr. Ganesh's room is the top floor before the rooftop," he said enough to make Zahra surprised because he was even engrossed in paying attention to this lobby space.

"Oh yes, thank you," Zahra rushed into the elevator when it happened to be an open elevator, where it contained several other people.

"Eh, how do I play yes just now - room Ganesha tuh what floor anyway? How did you forget?!" muttered. Several times Zahra contacted Ganesh but was not appointed, perhaps Ganesha maaih was busy. He was quite a fan of looking for Ganesha's room and stray into the boardroom.

Amongst the confusion, his eyes sparkled, "that's the power!"

"Sir," he detained an employee.

"The leader's in the dalem, right?" ask her.

The employee frowned because he did not recognize Zahra but he nodded as well.

"She, mbak."

A sweet smile flashed on Zahra's face, the heart's intention giving a surprise but instead she was the one who was shocked.

Chequelek

"Let'soo!" Zahra closed her eyes.

"Yahaaaaa! It's closed!"

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