OB BELONGS TO THE CEO
CHAPTER 17: SHOPPING
Two months passed. Muna CS managed to save the task of Koco according to their commitment. For the future of Koco. The team was really solid and compact to cover Koco's absence while running his KKN period.
Jali who initially feared the risk of anger target Cica Marlinca was now able to breathe freely. Because, they can work together to organize their schedules, willingly and sincerely. As long as Koco doesn't quit his job as an OB.
Koco felt much indebted to the team, because he could carry out KKN well and smoothly, also without having to quit his job. Of course, Koco should always speed and there is no holiday term, if it gets an empty ration during KKN. He has to get to the office, to deposit a face on Cica Marlinca. As if he was always in place.
Since Koco was not present, Muna no longer returned home at noon. He decided to go home at 5 pm as usual. To replace Koco.
To prepare ingredients for food stock shopping, now Muna can ask for help from Fatime to buy it. So that Muna does not need to feel anxious to prepare her cooking for the next day.
Muna's work is not only as OB but more akin to Kevin's personal chef.
While for Kevin two months is enough time for him to pay attention to Muna's movements. So now he decided to want to know Muna more intensely. He saw the attention and sincerity of a Muna. Although it may be just a small gap that he will share with Muna, the rest of Kevin's heart is still wrapped in trauma and hatred for women.
In the time Kevin noticed Muna, he was increasingly rarely seen to invite women as usual. Kevin now goes home more often to his apartment to sleep and rest.
Kevin seems to deliberately want to prove that Muna is an honest girl and not matre. At the end of the month he always asks for a record of Muna's expenses. Which he matches with the notification card that Muna holds.
Kevin is still flipping through the financial records made by Mun, as if carefully matching the expenditure.
"Muna... You can make macaroni schotel no...?" kevin asked to end his activities to see Muna's notes.
"Macaroni scotel is a food made of pasta, cheese, milk, butter, meat, sausage, tuna, eggs, onions, mushrooms and potatoes, right?" tanya Muna who turns out to have a lot of knowledge about food.
"It's true, exactly. Can you?" kevin's spirit heard that Muna knew the favorite ingredients she always made for him first.
"It can ."
"You make it now."
"Ha.ha. Which is really sir. The material on ain't here, nor is it there."
"What the hell is that...?"
"The cooking tools in the pantry don't exist. Unless Muna makes it home sometime for mister."
"Not that I've said, buy a cookware complete with taroh in the pantry." The tone of the voice sounded high.
"Ga dare sir. Pan is expensive. Later, I think Muna Leha-leha will take money, sir."
Kevin shook his head, hearing that innocent answer.
"What time is it?"
"Hour 4 sir."
Yes, you wait below. We go to the market to buy cooking utensils."
"Ga. let you be with me. My food supply was also in the apartment. It's orders. Change your clothes, don't wear them for long!"
Muna had no reason to refuse if it was an order. With a sudden heartbeat clashing, timid. Feeling strange with the attitude of a CEO who is already in the stamp of fierce and arrogant in his own company.
In his sports car, Kevin appears to have been wrapped in his casual clothes, blue collar t-shirt, gives the impression of a relaxed and very clear show how perfect the body of the man of Indo-Dutch-Turkish blood.
Muna held her own salivary, realizing how perfect God created the man now sitting behind the wheel. There was no chatter throughout their journey, just before the car was just Kevin put forward. Kevin spoke, asking Muna to sit in front, next to him.
Apparently Kevin did not invite Muna to the market, but a mall. This was the first experience for both. Enter take a shopping cart, go hand in hand even though it looks distant. Because Muna did not dare to align her steps with her master.
"You can walk fast, can't Mun?" Kevin finally made a sound realizing that only he walked pushing the shopping cart.
"I.iye sorry sir." Muna replied stammeredly, while continuing to neutralize the rumble in her chest. Still staring in disbelief at the dashing man's back before him.
When they were busy paying attention to what they were going to buy and take, the scene was more like that of a newly wedded young couple. No one thought they were the CEO and his OB.
"Don't. Don'tdon't. Enough sir, enough is enough. Open electricity is enough. Don't buy useless tools anymore." Muna stretched out her hands facing Kevin standing in front of a row of furniture that seemed to be desperate for Kevin.
"Are you sure, the equipment is all complete and enough? I don't want to hear anymore, if there are no tools, when I want to eat something you make. Don't be an excuse!"
"Sir, how do you aye in khursusin cook. Or change aye's job, as an office chef." Kilah Muna who is really a struggle with the behavior of his boss who is more and more.
If the new time of work Muna had to bother bringing supplies for breakfast Kevin, now he was even more busy preparing food menu for lunch and dinner Kevin before he went home. Therefore, Muna is sometimes very grateful if Kevin travels outside service, then he will be free from all the demands of additional work that long in it feels bored. But it benefits the team. Because, the impact is that they are now free from the cost of eating, as long as they bring rice from their respective homes. Because the side dishes have been cooked in large quantities Muna.
"Later to think about whether it is necessary to discuss you, in order to be more skilled at cooking." Answer Kevin with a cry.
Both are now seen finished shopping. Kevin uses transportation services because their groceries already look more like the groceries of mothers who snubbed for a month.
Muna actually wanted to reprimand Kevin, but he broke it. Kevin not only bought an electric open, even a 4-door refrigerator he also bought with stuffing in it to meet the stock in the pantry.
Tuing.tuing.
Pala Muna dizzy seven roving saw his boss was down shopping. "Busyeet. I never thought what I'd eat tomorrow. Or indeed aye aja a poor time, see the groceries that have been almost a quarter of this mall only, the face is still rich at the beach." Muna had a monologue in her heart.
Arriving at the exit, Kevin pulled Muna's hand to go back inside the mall. While their groceries had been between couriers to the address that Kevin gave, to be handled immediately by Ferdy, who also Kevin had contacted before.
"Where else are we, sir?" asked Muna who was beginning to fret realizing the time that had shown at 5 pm.
Seriate...
#Is there anyone who wants to go to the mall with Kevin?