Office Hour
Work Again

Before I set foot in my room, Ms. Meilinda was as usual in a mess.

A special mess for me.

"Dimas, here you are!" yells. He was in the President's office. Khamandanu 'Vampire' Rusli.

I hesitated to go inside, I looked at Mr. Danu the President again mesem-mesem at me. I don't know what he's thinking about me.

It looks real serem. I'm like being observed a dangerous entity is being targeted to be sucked blood.

I lowered my head avoiding her gaze and whispered to Bu Meilinda.

"I'm waiting for Ms. Sarah, ma'am," I said in the voice that I had uttered the lowest possible tone.

Bu Meilinda's eyebrows shot up.

He seemed to be displeased with my refusal.

At the same time, I could see that behind me, Ms. Sarah opened the management area door rather roughly, and her frown was shrinking in all directions.

He was looking for me among dozens of people there.

It is impossible for his arrival to be ignored by many people, must all be disturbed while mengedumel in heart, said: 'what the hell Saraaaah, open the door really rude!'

Until finally our views clashed.

Ms. Sarah opened her mouth almost reprimanding me, the same time as Ms. Meilinda said :

"Boss you're me! The one you prioritize should be me!! Just have Sarah wait to be a fossil!! What's the point of meeting you, huh?!"

Ngiuue…

Distortion directly attacked my eardrum.

Everyone even looked down to hear her almost hysterical scream.

Mr. Danu didn't even twitch, only covering his ears with his hands.

And Miss Sarah?

Not going forward, he just stayed in place while looking at us tensely.

"Tell me once again that he knows Bagaswirya!! He only knows names!! The two of us even ate together!! Why is he calling you?! Want to protest huh?! Want to ask for an invitation too?! Not to me!! Shameful later!!" Ms. Meilinda was still screaming like a student orasi, but this one was confirmed without toa and all recorded as clear as mineral water.

I saw Miss Sarah sneering at the scene from afar.

There's no way Ms. Meilinda didn't see it.

Wong's position is Miss Sarah in the middle of the room.

Maybe Ms. Meilinda meant to press Ms. Sarah, pretend not to see and think Ms. Sarah is just a pebble. So I'm the one who replaced him into an impingement.

In my mind immediately strung a Quotes, specifically from Bu Meilinda to Miss Sarah.

You're a piece of asphalt shard, I'm a Car Tire, so don't expect the above!

By : Meilinda Bataragunadi.

Until finally, I kind of stepped aside to the side and let Bu Meilinda shout to Ms. Sarah herself.

Ms. Meilinda even squinted her eyes at me.

"What's moving aside, huh?! Wish I omeli myself Sarah?! That's Mr Danu's realm!!" Ms. Meilinda pointed at Mr. Danu who was sitting quietly in front of us.

Mr. Danu just chuckled.

"Hey, Sarah.." Mr. Danu opened his voice.

I go straight for the creeps.

I see, Miss Sarah even took one step back.

"You're wrong this time. In the gold child of Meli, you dare to shake, can be slapped you,"

Lah…

Even cooker.

How is Mr Dirut!

And after that our attention was diverted to Bu Meilinda's phone ringing.

Gunawan.

I'm clucking reflexes. Again that name.

"Heh Sarah! You know Bagaswirya from Gunawan right?! Look, Gunawan called me!!" Ms. Meilinda was showing off. "Again you act, I am juntrungin the Gerald here! Can't find his arrogant customers asking for mercy!!" Ms. Meilinda nagged as she walked into her room to receive a phone call.

I'm getting confused…

Who's really arrogant here.

Then why was I called to Mr Danu's room?

Until finally Miss Sarah also salting and retreat regularly. He disappeared behind the door.

I survived this time.

"Dimas!! I forgot about Sarah," Bu Meilinda opened the door again, "Replace my car! Mr. Sapto has to go home because he's sick! It's like he's got, like he's,"

BRAKK!

He closed the door of his room again extra slam.

Hahey…

**

Hi, Lexus LS500 3445 cc inline 6-cylinder configuration.

Duileee bohay is your body!

I fully understand why Bu Meilinda kept you as her mount when she had Bentley and Pagani at home.

Your luxurious design is aerodynamic, sporty seductive like a nine-tailed fox that darted through the wind. You look dashing with a Decepticon-like face with elegant curves in 20 inch wheels.

Even though your V6 engine only has a maximum torque of 600 Nm, and you can only run up to 250 Km/h, but it is enough for me to enjoy the wind that you put on the tip of my cigarette.

Btw, this is the new price of 3.8 billion. Ma'am Meilinda want to sell to me 300 million? Heheheheh. That's also me the installment.

"Dimas! Wanted from earlier!! Change the oil for a long time!! That's my car don't take care of it, your fingerprints are dirty!! Cepet fix OJK Report yesterday!!" exclaim Mrs Meilinda from the lobby.

Really can not make people smile, it's a building so know I'm ke-gep elus-elus car. Where will my face try?!

Bye, Lexus.

Mas Dimas continued to work first, wait for the mosque, okeeeey?

**

The OJK report should be easy to do because the documents are complete and the meeting has been reported internally.

But because Bu Meilinda wants a lot to feel the CPNS Test.

"Mom, this is just an OJK report, not an FBI Findings Event News" I snorted.

"Shut up don't argue with me. Until it is not finished, you cannot go home" muttered Bu Meilinda while doodling the draft I made with his expensive pen.

"It's a typo," and then he scribbles again, "Then this one don't say 'Delayed', say it's 'in the process of refinement'. Keep finding number 3 do not you say 'Rejected' doooong you want to make polemic or how the hell?! Say 'Reconsidered' !"

I'm silent.

I'll just watch him doodle. We're auditors, there's no talk about a report. Where is there a 'Reconsidered' stamp in the bank? The existence of the rejected, Rejected, on grounds that do not conform to the standard, stamp is described there. It's just Bu Meilinda.

If you want to look great, don't look in front of me.

I know I'm immune to that.

But.. How to outsmart it to fit Bu Meilinda as well as get into the OJK clause well that's difficult.

"Here do it, I want to take a shower first. I wait until night, if necessary, there are still 195 more branches to be examined, right?!"

"That 195 branches should be finished tonight, ma'am?"

"At least, half of it. You're a great man 'he said'," he sneered.

Damn Boss.Now in front of me, instead of being pretty she looks like a granny.

**

I entered the Audit room in a lethargic manner. There was Mr. Jaka and the men who were waiting for me.

"Where are we?" ask Jaka Sir.

"the 50% is done tonight, sir,"

"Wow," he hissed. Complaints from other children. "My 12-year-old son's birthday today, his childhood is overtime" he lamented.

The other children were also mumbling, and I stared at my invisible desk. There's only a bantex high above it, 5 towers.

How long have I not been at the office? The feeling of only being left in service for a day, how can I owe you a 5-year job?!

Thankfully, tomorrow is off.

"Just do what we can sir, we're working here, not being slaves" I said.

"Okay Mas, you are here, I am there," sissed Mr. Jaka gave instructions.

Again, thankfully, tomorrow is off.

**

I'm overtime tonight.

The other children one by one and went home to Maghrib.

Mr. Jaka finally came home at 9, I feel sorry for his birthday, so as usual I sacrificed. I'm a bachelor, I can work in the office too.

And all of a sudden when I was going to the pantry to make coffee, I saw the clock was showing at 11 p.m.

I heard sayup-sayup a groan.

A lady.

From the direction of the boardroom area

**