Nadhila Story
Nadhila Panic.

Nadhila walked in a hurry. What was on his mind right now was fixed on that big boss Hessel. Nadhila immediately ran out of the elevator, quickly opening the door when it was in front of his office.

Hessel fell asleep on the couch. With your hands on your chest. Instantly makes Nadhila really think that his big boss, really is sick. Because not usually the big boss was asleep in the workroom.

Nadhila approached, and sat down on the single sofa staring fixedly at the innocent face of Hessel who was asleep. There were no words that sounded annoying, and a smile that irritated Nadhila. Looks handsome and peaceful from the look of Hessel's face.

"Astaghfirullah ..," muttered Nadhila as she realized she had been staring at the opposite sex for a long time, even amazed.

Finally, Nadhila chose to sit in his chair. With an occasional gaze toward the sofa that has not seen movement, from Hessel that signs will wake up.

"Why Mr. Hessel, don't you sleep in the rest room?" muttered Nadhila back. He was surprised that Hessel fell asleep on the sofa, not sleeping in a room that was specifically for him to rest. The room has a bed and a bathroom. Which is specifically for the Director to rest.

Hose for a while. Hessel awakens. However, it still looks handsome even though a little messy hair. He sat down and gathered consciousness. After that he stared at the clock on his wrist. Which is almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Oh God. I have not prayed dzuhur," he murmured. However, it was heard by Nadhila who was sitting in his work chair.

Hessel rushed into the room in particular. Unaware of the existence of Nadhila who was already sitting in his work chair.

"Alhamdulillah ... Mr. Hessel has already started praying. But who has taught? not her, yesterday I was told to go home, so don't be a lecturer?!" muttered Nadhila back. He was pleased to see Hessel begin to pray to fulfill his duty as a Muslim.

Nadhila began to dwell on the files that were piling up on his desk. But, he thought back to the figure of Hessel.

"Did Mr. Hessel have lunch or not, huh?" Nadhila monologues with glee. He thought that his boss had lunch or not. Until Nadhila took the initiative to go to Pantry. He wanted to make lunch for Hessel.

Incidentally in the Pantry there are already the results of the cuisine of the OB, which is a food that is not too bad for Nadhila feed to Hessel. There is rib soup and balado rolade. Nadhila also took a plate, and soaked the rice and side dishes.

After that, Nadhila again rushed into his room. Seen by chance Hessel just came out of the room in particular. He looked at Nadhila who was carrying a tray, and put it on the opposite table on the sofa.

"Sir Hessel must not have had lunch. So I brought this food for you, father," Nadhila said after putting the tray.

Hessel looked at Nadhila, he smiled with a nod, "Why would you know?" tanyanya flat. Then sit on the sofa and stare at the food at the table.

Nadhila glanced at a glance then lowered his head, "I know. Because I fell asleep on the couch" he said.

Hessel looked at Nadhila who was looking down. So that he can freely see the appearance of Nadhila from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair.

"But, this isn't your cooking, is it?" asked Hessel like he was not feeling well.

Nadhila looked up, until his eyes met the netra Hessel's eyes that had been staring at him.

"Yes, what if I'm not the cook, sir?" nadhila answered, asking.

Hessel started scooping. "Not bed." Hessel spoke after feeling the taste of the food. "Just go back to your desk!" he continued.

Nadhila also said he immediately sat in his office chair. There is still twenty minutes to rest, he who is in monthly obstruction does not fulfill the obligation, switched to reaching for the phone from morning he put in the bag.

Nadhila opened the screen of her cell phone. Saw a lot of calls from mom's number. Making Nadhila feel anxious mixed with worry.

"Mom called me, what's wrong?" ask Nadhila to yourself. He started calling his mother's number. However, after several times there was no reply from the mother.

Nadhila looked at Hessel's schedule that Tio handed over yesterday, there were no important meetings, and no meetings with Clients. He wanted to ask for permission after he felt there was no important schedule.

Nadhila approached Hessel who was enjoying his meal, "Excuse me, sir!" lirih.

"Hmm" replied Hessel with deheman.

"May I ask permission. I work half a day. I worry about my mother at home. He called a few times, but I didn't answer because my phone was in my bag from the morning,"

Nadhila. He thought about what Hessel was coming for. But, he could not say at this moment. It is better to agree than not get permission at all. "Please sir" he said.

"Prepare" said Hessel. He immediately put on his expensive suit and took the car keys that Hessel put in the drawer, along with his wallet and cell phone.

Nadhila immediately grabbed the bag and turned off the computer screen that he had turned on earlier. Then he looked at Hessel.

"Come, Dhila!" hessel said as he opened the door.

Finally, Nadhila and Hessel walked together. Hessel comes first, and Nadhila is behind him.

"Yes Allah ..why do I feel, not at this time very calm," said Nadhila. He felt his heart unsettled after seeing many calls from his mother's number.

"Dhila .. I went to Tio's room for a bit. You just wait in front of the elevator, yeah!"

Nadhila nodded quickly stepping towards the elevator. Hessel rushed into Tio's room. The one Tio had just seen was sitting his body in the work chair.

"Tio. Sorry I have a sudden need with Nadhila. If you have any important files, you just put them on my desk!" hessel said after dealing with Tio.

Tio looked at the superior questioningly, "What need, sir?" tanyakanya.

"I want to drive Dhila. It seems to me that something happened to his mother. So I intend to deliver,"

"What if I just, sir? who drove Dhila," interrupted Tio.

"You're in the office. I'm Excuse me!" Hessel quickly left Tio.

Looks like Tio doesn't want me to get close to Nadhila? inner Hessel walked over to Nadhila who was standing in front of the elevator.

Nadhila immediately poked the elevator button after seeing Hessel walking towards her. Then Nadhila entered first, and was followed by Hessel.

The elevator opened when it reached the ground floor. Hessel tells Nadhila to wait for him outside, while Hessel will bring his parked car to him.

Soon Hessel had brought his car and told Nadhila to come in.

"Where's your house, Dhila?" asked Hessel by starting to drive his car to get out the gate.

"Mr, take the left lane. Then go straight, and later at the intersection of the red light, you take the left lane again!" sahut Dhila is clear.

Hessel understands. He immediately took the left path according to what Nadhila said. And at the crossroad he took the left path according to what Nadhila said.

When he started to approach the yard of his house. Nadhila makes sure Hessel stays at the wheel.

"Sir, Slow. Later on the black fence. You stop,"

Hessel nodded obediently. However, from a distance Nadhila saw in front of his house there were many people.

"Why are so many people in my house?" nadhila.

Hessel stopped his car. He looked at the front of Nadhila's house which was seen by many people. Then Hessel looked towards the pole, and there was a flag.

"Yellow flag?" pekik Hessel along with Nadhila.

Seriate.