
Our car got into the office parking lot at 12 p.m,
Back to the office, back to the usual activities. Ribet bin dizzy but need.
But my habit of being relaxed and this dableg made me turn my feet instead of going upstairs instead of going to the sanctuary.
Yak, Canteen.
Laper's gone on a long trip. Puncak-Jakarta.
From yesterday, I ate it strangely. Yes Mcd, Yes Bread.
My taste is White Rice Salted Squid Onion Sambel.
So, as usual, I went to the warteg first before going upstairs.
There was gathered Daniel, and some of my men. Indeed semprul ni the men, tau aje Bossnya again their service is even delicious at this hour already hanging out pretty coffee on the outside. A goat without a shepherd.
The boss is also the same behavior. Canteen Minded, wekekek.
"Mas! Dimas!!" Daniel waved his hand at me.
I sat in front of him with a frown.
Handri, Faisal and Tenny were ready there.
"What's up?" my many.
"Sir Jaka was cursed by Ms. Sarah yesterday" Handri said. The glasses flashed, indicating that the conversation this time was serious.
Mr. Jaka is my Divisional Head. Audit Cadiv and Troubled Assets. My position under him was exactly, but what was usually told to do troublesome things was me. Until I sign. That's because the meeting case 3 years ago, since then my life in this office is a bit complicated.
"Where?"
"For Mr. Dimas and Bu Meilinda the road to Hambalang meet the Bagas-Bagas? The customer who guarantees the Kunti nest is Mr. Dim,"
"Bagashwiry? Yes, the guarantee is to be changed into a multi-storey building,"
"Widiiih hebaaat," sizzle all.
They don't know what I'm going through to get that fancy guarantee.
"Said Ms. Sarah, Mr. Dimas and the audit team tried to vilify her name and respond to her incompetence. This should be a marketing matter, no need for an audit to intervene. This is Sarah's mother,"
"That's some kind of subterfuge for Miss Sarah to be able to rant. Mr. Jaka right if diomeli diem aja, all also know me to Hambalang told Mr. President," hisisku while ordering a glass of milk coffee mixed with ginger chips to Mas-mas canteen. "Let's have Fendi come with me. Fendi's marketing him,"
"Mother Sarah's getting aje-"
Gubrakk!
Handri had no time to talk further, Fendi had already hit me and sat on my lap.
"Mom Sarah threw me a bantex, save me plis," Fendi sizzled on my thigh and molen banana nyomot. He said ‘save Me’ but his behavior was as usual.
"Isn't it up?" my many.
"Udah, I just opened the door, it's been thrown. Yes I ran here. I know you must be hanging out here first before work.That's not to go up first, again keos. Here you are," Fendi sizzled.
"Another Bagaswirya problem?"
"Yoik, he feels most familiar with the conglomerate family, even though we ourselves have eaten semenja. Doi even found ballom at all. We meet the dedengkot, doi only know from a third party," grumbled Fendi.
“This said the person who robbed the contents of the Princess' room, you do not know in every object there is a curse?! Try to check baek-baek if there is a stick of Lucifer code there,”
“Lo serious Maaas??” hiss Fendi was immediately tense.
“Home,” hisisku.
“Dih, I've deg-degan,”
“Specification is serious,”
“Gue so overthinking. Udahlah lo megem aje, I am confused.” Fendi's nag.
"Yes, you've come to my room, work there. Betewe, sit alone next door,"
"Ntar lo comfortable, danger. I fell into thinness," my hiss as I pushed him to the side.
**
At 14 a.m., we finally returned to the office. I thought Ms. Sarah was gone, but apparently she threatened the lobby operator to let her know when we came and headed upstairs.
I came from Desy, who went straight into the elevator and stuck between us with her fat body.
"Mas Dimaaas maaafkaaan akuuu," he hugged my arm while swiping spoiled. I don't mind being treated like that as long as it's not a mode. It's tender and warm.
"What the hell is you Des... Uh yes to candy dong," I asked.
Desy reached into her skirt pocket and gave me a packet of candy behind which she wrote: Always Love U.
"Love U Too" I said as I opened the candy and immediately threw the wrapper into the trash in the corner of the elevator.
"Ih Mas Dimas! What does it mean trying to say Love U Too keeps getting dumped!" Omelette Desy.
"Because I don't need it" I hissed.
"Crazy ye Mas Dim, cold really be a guy! But it's getting better!!" hiss Desy while menoel my cheeks. Then he went to the corner, and he took the candy wrapper I just threw out of the trash, and put it back in his pocket.
"Jorok bener lo, if Rizka until know the behavior of her mother in the office-"
"Hush!" he pointed at my face with my index finger, "I can get money from the garbage you throw away, you handsome guy,"
"You mean?"
"You don't know if anyone's trading used garbage you use?"
"Seriuus??" we all got in the elevator.
"Well yes, this candy wrapper that has been Mas Dim jampe-jampe with the phrase 'Lov U Too, which means Love You Alsoaaaa, I will auction with the opening of 500rebu!"
"Geez! Cadas.." I muttered.
"The cigarette butts that Mas Dim often threw out in front of the Lobby, yesterday sold two million as lucky,"
"Buckoo! Huge-Grudge!!"
Then Desy looked at me frowning, "Mas, the candy tried on lepeh,"
"Well?!"
He unwrapped the permanent wrapper and pulled it over my chin, "Lepeh the candy is here, Mas,"
"Yourn,"
"Later to replace another candy, here's lepehin!"
I'm whipped and I've just had candy wrapped in 'Always Love U'.
"Sip!! My son's semester fee! Thanks Mas Dimas," Desy glanced at me. Then reached into her skirt bag and pulled out another pack of candy at me.
I immediately refused. Suddenly it's goosebumps. "Lu's crazy…"
"Oh yeah betewe, I want to apologize. Akuuuuu diancem Ms. Sarah was told to report that Mas Dimas en the gang upwards told to tell her! He said he'd wait in the audit room,"
"And you tell me?! Ah the Desy spoils the taste of the coffee on the tongue of aje!!" yell Daniel's in immediate stress.
"Well, my safety is threatened" Desy pressed the button and she went down on the 5th floor, "Pray first Mas Dim. Muah-muah!" his hissing as it passed.
The elevator door closed again.
Quietness.
"How much do I do my ex s3mpak?" tanyaku later.
"Make me aje do not need to be sold, cocolan materials," murmured Fendi.
"Gue santet you use the grave.." - I grumbled.