Not Just an Obsession
Chapter 87: Coming to Finola
BRAAKS. And open Bratt's office door.
Bratt, who was signing his files, turned to the door.
"What the fuck are you slamming my workspace door!" Omel Bratt's.
"I'm going home! I have something important to do!" Say And lightly.
"What did you say?!" Shocked Bratt.
"Can't! It's good to play home, ten o'clock not yet, you're going home! You forgot our deal, huh! You're here working for Hesron, although your job isn't as much as Hesron's!"
"But I'm here from seven o'clock, after all my work is done!"
"That's your business, it's your fault why you came at seven! Who says Hesron's job is just to analyze the data for me to sign! You also have to make percentage materials to win the tender!" Reply Bratt.
"This instant noodle company is looking for an advertising company to create its product ads! Think about the material and then meet with the graphic design division!" Bratt said again while showing the incoming email.
"Haish!!" Furious Dan while reading the incoming email that was on Bratt's laptop.
"You read it on your laptop! I forwarded this email to Hesron's laptop!" Bratt.
"This is why I'm lazy to work in the company!" Dumel Dan's. Inevitably Dan got out of Bratt's study and walked towards his study while continuing to nag indistinctly.
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Work hours are over. This is the watch Dan has been waiting for. He wanted to find Finola to the address he got from one of the CSs at lunchtime.
Hurry up and fix his desk and get out of his study.
"And..." Call Bratt who just came out of his study as well.
"What?"
"Where are you going? Why so rushed?"
"I told you this morning that I have important business!" Answer And get upset.
"I'll go first! And you, don't call me because my working hours are over!" Say and warn Bratt.
After saying that, Dan ran towards the elevator leaving Bratt who also wanted to walk to the elevator.
And now in the parking lot.
By riding his big motorbike, Dan also slid to the address Finola that he had just got.
Twenty minutes later.
And it's at Finola's address.
Not an apartment or residential complex but the oldest stacking house building in Jakarta.
"Did Finola really live in this bunk house?" Mumam Dan. He still does not believe in the current state of Finola. Very inversely proportional to the life of Finola ten years ago.
And walk into the building that does not have an elevator. Because it does not have an elevator inevitably Dan had to climb the stairs until he reached the floor where the Finola stacking unit is located.
After climbing dozens of stairs, Dan finally reached the floor where the apartment unit Finola.
And set his breath first before he continued his steps to find the Finola stacking house unit.
After a few minutes of breathing, Dan walked down the hallway with his eyes looking at the numbers on the door and matching them with the numbers on a piece of paper he was holding.
"F 15." Lirih Dan when he saw the number of the door that is now in front of him. The same number as the one written on that piece of paper.
"It seems like this is the unit." Mumam Dan.
And he sighed harshly before knocking on the door of the house.
Tok.
The first knock no one responds from the inside. And knock again a little louder than the first beat.
Chequek. Soon the door of the house was open.
"Finola. Danendra." Dan and Finola together.
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