Office Hour
Eeees Eeees

“Pak Arman, Mr. Arman,” I caught up with Mr. Arman and pinched a bit of his leather jacket as he walked home towards the building's motor park. Our evening meeting was over, but I felt the need to make sure of a few more things.

“What's dear?” ask him while looking.

Direct goosebumps me...

“Don't call dear, real later,” grumbled

“Yes who knows again bosen same girl,” is he even said that! She's the one who mostly plays girls. I only have one woman in my life.

“Tomorrow it... the source is ready to attend right?” I'm not sure. I don't want this plan to fail.

“Just calm Mr. Dimas, now go home and wash your feet, sleep well. I'll continue working first,”

So said...

Great, this hour is still working!

**

In the morning, the,

I slept well.

Evil is not me, in my favorite again worry and worry, I can even sleep.

But this morning, before Mr. Sebastian's office, I have to talk to Mas Bram. We were both called to attend Garnet Center. Including Trevor also dragged his father to nemenin.

So, this morning I was in a state of misgivings diomelin Mas Bram.

Wh why?

Because Andrew asked me for Mas Bram's number yesterday. And I think they must have talked to each other.

I looked for a time when my mother was also home before she went to her restaurant.

The story is about finding a shield.

I'm my mother's favorite child? Ja.

Everyone knows that too.

Mama's son, his nickname.

Bodo very, I like that nickname.

"Mas.." I said.

He was at the dinner table smoking and staring at his coffee. I guess he's thinking of a way to talk to me.

He glanced at me, then pointed at the chair in front of him with his chin.

"What are you planning to do behind my back?" tanyakanya.

Okay, he's calmer now.

So it flows out of my mouth everything I know about that damn vampire. Starting from his relationship with Andrew, until his plan to get Andrew away with making out with me.

"Whatever you've done, explain it in detail." Said.

"Try asking me." I said.

"Have you guys ever been intimate?"

"Never."

"Is it ever on your mind?"

I cringe. "Not at all."

"What part of your body have you seen?"

"All."

"Why?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "She showed me the spa results, I want to use the Meilinda body care fee plan if we're married."

Mas Bram sighed.

"Why don't you tell me about the existence of this bang sat?" this means it's like Andrew.

I let out a breath.

"I'm not a complainant, Mas. But I talked to Selena, if she had to tell me. But he doesn't want to, he's afraid you're mad about him."

"I heard everything from Andrew, which hurts more?!"

"And what do you think Andrew's calling you is for? Besides getting mad and you guys fighting, so he's got a chance to get back to Selena."

Masku.

My mother came and put coffee in front of me.

"Le.." he said to Masku. "Married it means uniting two minds, stepping forward. The past is not to be forgotten, but to serve as a benchmark for better action."

Masku. "Sweep Ma'am," then looked at me. "This is the last time you conspired behind my back."

There was a threatening tone in his tone.

I'm goosebumps.

"Yes Mas. Sorry.." I muttered.

I understand my state of being that no woman can resist. It's not that I'm proud, I'm beginning to fear my 'excess.

It was not impossible that if I intended, with a little effort, Selena would turn to me. But that's not my nature, and obviously I don't want to compete with my own Masku.

Or is this my advantage actually a curse?!

But there's something I have to say.

"Mas... There's one more. I knew from Mr. Sebastian a long time ago, when I asked him to make Gio's mutation into Retail."

He looked at me while raising his eyebrows.

"So the plan after Meilinda and I got married, Mr. Sebastian wanted Meilinda to resign from the office and become a full-time housewife. I'll take Meilinda's place. So Andrew was prepared to fill my position. And Selena... There will be right under his leadership."

I'm sure Masku's mind is full of swearing, but because of my mother he didn't say it.

"Mom, can I hit just once not this kunyuk?!"

"Step over my mother's corpse" replied my mother.

Bram grumbling.

Never mind...

What matters is that I said. Next let it be my business.

The important thing between us is that there is no problem.

**

I came alone with Mas Bram to the Central Garnet Building which glitters like it's on another planet. Uh, I explained in the last chapter about the number of tenants in the building, right? How big is it? If you get lost here, no wonder.

The difference is, if yesterday I had to wait, this time we were welcomed.

Exaggeratedly...

So, in the lobby there is a row of neatly dressed employees complete with suits, cuffs and gloves.

no, don't wear glasses, really.

Each row was about 10 people, one man standing on one staircase, bowing respectfully as we both nongol on the stairs to the lobby.

Like we're the Triad gang leader...

I was so surprised I reflek backwards and put on a suspicious look.

And then because of the shame of being over-treated, I put on my mask to the limit of my nose and Ray**ban KW sunglasses have Bang Sa'ad that I haven't returned yet.

"In this exaggerated welcome, there is a possibility that we will end up hanging anyway Mas?" my many.

"You'll be hanged, I'll be on my way to Russia with Trevor..."

I frowned at him as unfaithful, friend.

So our appearance... Masku with a full suit made by his favorite designer, already like a model Indian tailor in the New Market, complete with crocodile leather shoes that cost dozens of millions.

Then me...

Well...

Batik 200thousands of short sleeves, nametag folded into pockets, black jeans, foot-only sneakers, sunglasses and... The skull mask I used to wear on the train...

A twig?

Evidently. I'm just a bank employee.

But if I open the mask still I win times, huh?

Ehem...!

The line of bodyguards followed us, like we had just been inaugurated as President, towards a special elevator at the end of the lobby, which Mr. Sebastian used at the time.

In the elevator we were alone.

"Now also enter the lobby, has been tense innate,"

"I've met the President at the inauguration of the subsidized house, not so this loh," said Masku.

"The taste of Big Boss is like this. I don't want to be Milady" I said.

Masku chuckles. "Every day Milady nagged she said as she was treated as her name suggests... Last time he had an ice cream cravings,"

"Don't tell me if you eat ice cream with gold sheets, please,"

Masku. "The story is so, anyway..."

"wasn?"

"Said no taste, he kept saying better ice mong-mong attack that there are numbers."

"Es mong-mong is rare, Mas,"

"Yes, finally sought until dapet, meet in the Jatinegara area, continue to be a special chef ice cream."

I bengong.

Our way to the 50th floor, in the elevator so talking ice mong-mong.

Btw, 50th floor... If there is a fire simulation how to go down?