Office Hour
Gunfire

“You know,” he started talking casually with me.

I finally continued to eat again, my stomach sounds again like saying: Not finished Booos, the plate is not clean shiny Booos!

“I was hesitant when you knocked on my door. I just wish you could keep my secret. But come to think of it again, it's good that you entered my room and not someone else,”

“Why? It's a big mistake if you think you can trust me,”

“Today I trust you the most. I remember, before you became our employees, the girls in the office were already on a scene because of your wriggling in the interview room. I barely accepted you into the Audit Division in fact your test results were quite high,"

I feel shunned. “So, am I satisfactory as an employee?” my many.

“You are very smart, meticulous, I am quite satisfied with your work. But, your mouth needs to be taught manners,”

“If I am friendly, the fear of the events in the old office repeated again, Mom. I was quite traumatic as a result of that,” I said.

“Hm,” he looks at me fixedly.

“No need to buy me, ntar like,” hisisku.

He just cleared his throat while scratching his nape. A suspicious reaction in my eyes.

“Thank you judes,” murmured.

“If I had gone home, who would I have called? Syarif?”

“Stay you,”

“Stay me?”

“The last thing on my mind when you haven't knocked on that door, is early in the morning I'll shout your name, for you to come to my room,”

“Gosh...” hisisku while sipping my Cop.

“Trevor's best friend won't betray me, right?!”

“Yeah...” mumbled.

“Kata Trevor you are still a virgin, so you will not dare to mess around,” he grinned.

“Udah dong bu,” gruntuku.

He finally ordered another meal, maybe Bu Meilinda was already somewhat relieved to pour her heart out to me.

I'm a substitute who's now watching his movements.

When sitting he is graceful, his back is upright. Very good manner, with an unhurried way of eating. If he eats bread, he cuil first and eat slowly.

“Bu..”.

“Hm?” she's staring.

“If... Gunawan is not like I thought how?”

“You mean?”

“As if there are things that he hid from mom, but actually we all already know,”

“What do you know?” he leaned his body towards me. His gaze was immediately alert as if suspicious.

I also stared at my phone screen.

Then read the location listed there. Gunawan's last post on Instagram belonged to one of his wives, in a post this morning. They're in a hotel. Five star hotel...

“Gunawan is in Bandung now, with his son and wife,”

**

Tonight at the office, the atmosphere became even hotter.

Hot for me.

Everyone was looking at me, watching me, watching me. I'm really uncomfortable.

The girls from the Marketing division gathered gossiping at Gio's desk in front of me, while repeatedly lyricizing towards me.

But I remained steadfast in completing my report, while thinking about the look on Bu Meilinda's face at the last moment.

Tense and alert, with his trembling hands.

There was a feeling of regret in me, why when we faced each other, I always upset him.

“Mas Dimas, Mas Dimas,” I heard Syarif calling me.

“Why Rip?”

He was behind me, cleaning the room because it was about time to go home.

“Mas Dimas that never waste, huh? Lately the dumpster has been empty,”

I spontaneously raised my eyebrows and I looked at my trash bin that had been fortified by Sharif.

“Lah..” gumamku.

My thoughts towards Desy. He said there were people who specifically auctioned off used things.

I go straight for the creeps.

“Hem, may have been cleaned with another OB?” hisses tried to think positively.

“OB authorized in this boardroom is only me Mas, where would other OB menjinjekkin feet here, they are afraid of the same Mr. Danu as Bu Meilinda,” Syarif said.

“Udahlah, tomorrow only cleaned,”

“Iya Mas, but I'm curious,” Syarif said according, while continuing his brooms.

I continued typing, but the corner of my eye was focused on the marketing crowd chatting loudly at Gio's desk.

Then I accidentally tear the paper on the table, and I make a ball. Then I throw it in the trash.

I came out of the room, waiting in the hallway smoking a cigarette.

I want to prove something.

I saw from the big window, one by one my men came out of the management area towards the elevator.

It's 17:30 already.

Then I saw Mr. Danu and Mr. Haryono walking towards the elevator of the Board of Directors to go down.

After that Tresna and Hexa embrace Oki's shoulder while excited about what to eat tonight. It seems they are arguing again because Oki wants to eat grilled fish, Tresna instead wants to go to karaoke, while Hexa wants to go home and sleep.

Then... Gio and Ciwi-ciwi marketing were also out of the management area.

They had a glance at me, then a smile while being bearded. Gio's just drugs coming home to me.

And Bu Meilinda came out of the corridor, grumbling, “Duuuh! Don't fuss here dong! What's the rame-rame in the Board of Directors?! You have your own area downstairs!!” his voice was blustering all the way to the sidewalk.

Marketing Girls instantly on silence while frowning. They just stared at Bu Meilinda cynically.

Pas Bu Meilinda turned to the window and found me standing there with a cigarette on the corner of my lip.

He also opened the connecting door of the heavy iron, “From earlier I was looking for it and even hanging out here! Smoking can lead to degenerative diseases!”

I was blowing smoke upwards.

“Can be helped bu?” my many.

“I'll call Bandung Branch first,”

“We're not going to Branch,”

I knew exactly where we were going.

“To my room first yuk bu, I have to find a reason for Dinas tomorrow. No way we both leave at once, many will be suspicious,”

Bu Meilinda let out a long sigh while looking at me softly.

“My cap,” lamented. “All this makes my mental down,”

I saw everyone gathered in the corridor staring at us, they seemed to be waiting for gossip.

I dropped the rest of my cigarettes on the floor and stepped on it to put the fire out.

“Please, ma'am,” and I walked into the building, he followed me from behind.

I had heard Bu Meilinda back nagging the Marketing girls, “Don't the crowd here dong!! Bother people to walk! Whahuh? Wanna protest?! This is my family's building! Here if you want to protest, I throw it out!!”

Thugs really swear...

But effectively, all on silent by covering to the side.

**

When I got into the room, I stopped suddenly.

“Doh!!” exclaim Bu Meilinda because he also stopped and his nose stumbled on my back, “Stop it don't use alarms anyway Dimas!!” annoyed.

“Ssst! Bawel...” grumbled as I peeked straight out of the door.

I squinted my eyes, sharpened my vision and knelt at the door.

And I saw from the door, an amazing thing happening out there.

The girls from the Marketing division that had gathered in the corridor, were running towards the passageway and they were fighting over my cigarette butts!

In fact, some almost fell from the guardrail, and eventually bought security.

Up inside they pranced indistinctly and wrapped my cigarette butts in a tisue, then ran into the elevator.

I gaped until I felt my knees tremble.

“Wah, crazy! I really saw it myself!” hissing Bu Meilinda while making my back a pedestal, he also peeked. Quickly my sweet potato feels heavy, it turns out in order large chunks of fat, the number is two as well.

“He said it until auctioned Dimas loh, ” hisses enthusiastically. Don't talk about it either.

“Tau from whom?!” hisisku.

“tau from Desy,”

“But mom didn't buy, did she?!”

“I don't buy garbage,” says. Pinters. Pingin elus - elus his head.

“If I am upset, you stay I drugged, I sackin, I sell to auntie-tante. At most 5 billion...” said.

“Human Trafficing,” my grunts do not become seneng.

“Bener too, you are still a virgin. 10 billion lah..”

Sue’

And by the time we got to my room, my trash was empty.

I immediately deg-degan, afraid of old events repeated.

I used to remember again, starting from those who displayed my photo in their cubicle under the pretext of ‘let the spirit of work’, then propagate until asking for photos together, then, I went back and forth to change my coffee cups because they always asked me to use my used glass. And finally...

“Duh...” hisisku while holding my chest, because it feels tight and my heart pounding so erratic.

“You want me to report to management no? Fear of your work so out of focus because of fear,” said Bu Meilinda while sitting in my chair and raising her legs on the table.

Cela-na dal4mnya everywhere. Ni Boss Lady if in front of me there is no jaim-jaimnya.

I stood leaning on the edge of my desk staring. I can't bother the management for this business, because in my old office first, the management was upset to take care of me finally I was fired.

“Pijetin,” sis Bu Meilinda while putting her foot on my lap.

I slowly rubbed it while thinking.

What is the effective way to get rid of the girls that there are indications towards vandalism.

“We go to the customer Bandung first, you tomorrow morning bring me the file branch Braga yes, bla bla bla bla bla,” I do not focus on listening to Bu Meilinda talk. My brain feels full.

“...then we go to Intercontinental, you book first via online tonight-bla bla-“

I was still pensive while massaging the other leg.

“Former it-“

Krieeet!

Gio entered the room.

Followed by a few girls.

We looked towards him.

They stared at us.

We also stared at them.

The situation somehow turned tense.

“Back again, Yo?” my sap while continuing to massage the calf of Bu Meilinda. I did it all out of reflex, until I realized why would I even massage my Boss' feet?!

But that seems to be the focus of their view.

Bu Meilinda's legs are on my lap.

“I-i-iyaaa Mas Dim, my laptop missed...” muttered Gio while carefully picking up the laptop bag lying on top of his chair, which he had been waiting for, but his eyes are still lyrics to me and Bu Meilinda.

“Gio, tomorrow you take care of my official letter and Dimas yes, two nights yes. We want to go to Braga and Gatsu branches, and there are some customers that we want to see the designation,” said Bu Meilinda firmly.

“Good ma'am...” muttered Gio while escaping from there.

We could hear hysterical screams and were immediately crowded outside my room.

“NOISY!!” exclaim Bu Meilinda.

Then silence.

Instantly, I had an idea.

Maybe this could be my way out. They're saying the same thing as Bu Meilinda. More precisely they are afraid.

“Bu..” hisisku.

“What?”

“You're my girlfriend?”

**