Office Hour
Morning of Heboh AJe

“You to Bandung don't bring clothes?” Ms. Meilinda asked as we headed to the office. I opened the sunroof and lit my cigarette.

“There is in the office 3 stels. I think it's finished washing Syarif,” I replied.

I used to give Sharif an extra bonus every month, instead he washed my shirt and work pants. If I stay late like yesterday, Syarif even willing to cook indomie for me. His house is in a village near the office, he said, so he can go back and forth.

From the corner of my eye I could see Bu Meilinda looking at me, with a probing look. From head to toe, a typical cynical look of him.

But it's still morning, I'm so uncomfortable if you look at it as if there was a fatal mistake I made this morning. “Why ma'am? What else am I doing wrong?” many finally.

“Why are you directly sudzon so?” his gerrick.

“Usually if his mother thought so there must be a problem.”.

“nothing,” he immediately turned his eyes forward.

I didn't touch her, my heart was happy because my breakfast was quality. It's not that every day I'm tired of it, but my breakfast this time is like lunch in a five-star hotel. I had brought a croissant for Mr. Jaka and the Audit children, although Bu Meilinda had said that I was too good.

We're currently just the two of us at the office, driverless Bu Meilinda, with me driving her Lexus LS 500, crazy cool ride! Makes my Chantiness increase by 6400% like its rpm. Only this time can the V8 engine with a trip so far. Usually only a workshop office that is 200 meters away.

Ajib is right! The more the engine sound the smoother.

Like my outfit is not matching yak, should wear a suit or at least Supreme T-shirt, Hahaha.

“You seem happy, from that smile,” said Bu Meilinda again.

“Oh yes Ma? Maybe because they are full. And..” I stroked the steering wheel of Sexy Lexy (my call to the Lexus) wholeheartedly. “Lagi caressed a really pretty girl," and stroked her fancy wooden dashboard.

“Wah! So envious of me," he murmured softly, but I could still hear.

"What mom?" I asked for a repetition of the sentence.

"Nothing," he murmured again.

"Ohya?" I smiled cynically, "You want to be caressed too?" I deliberately fished it. He glared at me because he probably didn't think I'd hear what he said.

“Don't start you!” Cut Bu Meilinda.

I chuckle.

“Dimas, previously you had a girlfriend?” asked Bu Meilinda suddenly.

“Besides mom? Not interested because it is troublesome," I replied quickly.

I've been asked the same thing hundreds of times, and automatically my mouth immediately answered it.

I'm a normal guy, really. Don't judge just yet. And in fact I'm actually afraid of a creature whose name is female.

I have great respect for my mother, lest she get angry and worse, cry. I feel very bad already.

Then the incident in the old office, opened my eyes that the woman, like cayenne pepper hiding behind the palm-arem, outside very soft but inside if accidentally bitten so hot, hot, painful, and very possibly dangerous.

Then the woman who is now next to me, from the beginning has shown that she must be as crisp as Paqui chips. But in fact very naive to ‘girlfriend’. Women are hard to understand, even by women.

The words ‘ is not interested in dating' when asked to have a boyfriend or not yet be my protector from the pursuit of fanatics.

“But you're normal right?”

“Yes there is a woman I like, but it seems she likes others,” hissku, “Because it does not respond to my attention,”

“You can also be rejected women yes, so wonder me,”

“Sightiness is relatively bu, Mother is also not the kind that is easily tempted by me,”

“The men around me look like gods of all, it's Zeus at home,”

I chuckle at catching what he means ‘Zeus’ could be the figure of his brother, Mr. Sebastian. And this time I agreed with him.

“Waduh, you can laugh too apparently, I think your lips can only pout mode on,” said Bu Meilinda.

Then the situation in the car turned silent again. I got so bored and turned on the radio. The streets are jammed I'm afraid sleepy because I just ate a lot.

“Dimas, yes..." Ms. Meilinda reopened the conversation. "It seems there is a possibility that Gunawan recorded all the scenes we did, can you delete the recordings?”

I glanced at. The thing I was worried about happened.

Legian bego, just want to be told this pose-it. Now as soon as the girlfriend disappears, the mist, right!

“For video call recording business seems to need a professional. At the very least, need ip address computernya” I replied.

I can't bear to. His current position is indeed unfavorable, if the video footage is vulgar until it is spread, it is certain that Bu Meilinda will hide in her room for years.

“You immediately said yes I want to say what," he said.

“The edges are the same, anyway,"

“After the incident he suddenly could not be contacted.” Bu Meilinda looked down at her shoes that cost hundreds of millions. “At live yesterday actually the gelagatnya already not quite right. Suddenly he asked for a style of sorts, not as usual. Then suddenly there was the sound of a child calling papa, and the connection was cut off,"

“And until now can not be contacted? Absolutely?”

“Place reply wa me last night, he said ‘sorry dear, the bag has received right?’. But once asked whose voice the child was, he just read wa me, until now,"

“It's only been a day ma'am,” I said. “We will see until tomorrow Mom, if there is still no news, later I help find out,”

“What is dating so difficult? Should I get married?” Ms. Meilinda looked at me. It was obvious that he was exhausted.

I grinned. “Mother asked the same wrong person,”

“Ah yes too," he sighed, then returned busy with his phone.

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I parked the car right in front of the lobby that was reserved for Very Very Important Person. Seen from a distance my friends are huddled waiting for the elevator.

“Please cooperation yes ma'am," hisisku. “But do not be fierce,”

“Yes if they approach my time not snapped? You're my girlfriend,”

Widih... has been animating once nih yaa.

I predict people will see me get off this luxury car because it looks so flashy, and parked in a strategic place, with glass that is not completely dark. And the car owner has a socialite style that is often trending. Maybe it will invite a bit of excitement because we are both better known as enemies.

When Bu Meilinda lowered her legs, the women around us had extended their necks glancing at her shoes, let alone when I got off and held my backpack on my back, closed the car door and set off the alarm.

We went hand in hand to get rid of the horde that automatically docked to the edge. Mr. Jaka looked at me while glaring, Daniel stopped his mobile legend activities, some people were lying in the back, the rest were gawking indistinctly.

Bu Meilinda is welcome to wait for the front of the board elevator. To the extent that Pak Danu and Pak Haryono lyrics and look at me with astonishment.

I slowed down my steps and stood at the very back, standing next to Daniel. Just as the man was about to ask me, Miss Meilinda hunted me. “Come on Dimas, the elevator is open.” he invited me to ride with him.

Board of Directors Elevator Ride.

Not an Employee Elevator.

Widih, it feels like king for a day.

For more greget I let Bu Meilinda enter the elevator first while touching her back slowly, I did as gently as possible. I'll take the protest later.

In fact, we were both in the elevator. No one is brave

go in. But when the door closed, I had a chance to see Mr. Danu smiling horribly at me, and Pak Haryono sneered.

“Hm," hissed the woman as the elevator door closed. “You know if the problem of holding is not responsible. Yesterday in Hambalang my chest became a victim, now my ass,”

“Yesterday it was khilaf, now on purpose. It's just the hips anyway mom, not up to the ass. Or hope my hand drops a little?”" hisisku.

“I still do not mind the origin is still within the limits of fairness,”

“What is the reasonable version of the mother that how?!” it seems like everything feels unnatural in his life.

“I'm also confused when asked that,”

“OK, next time if there's a chance I can grab it," I'm just kidding.

Really, just kidding.

And I hope to be overwritten with a little morning humor. But I forgot, this is Miss Meilinda.

Jokes is not part of his life.

To my surprise, Bu Meilinda's face immediately turned reddish.

She mad?

She embarrassed?

So, the skin is very white, until the veins can be seen, well this immediately turns pink.

After that he was silent. Shut up to the 15th floor. Really shut up until I get crowded.

Uh, Btw, up to the 15th floor no one dared to enter the elevator once they knew it was Bu Meilinda. That's how it affects the whole building.

There was also a commotion when we arrived on the 15th floor, as if everyone was waiting for us in front of the elevator. I got out of the elevator and said, “I go to the pantry first,”

“Ya Dimas, after that to my room well,"

The look on his face at that time was sad, soft, a bit limp as it looked, and the most bizarre tone ‘to my room’ her it was pronounced with.... what is it?! It just sounds different. Her voice sounds sexy.

Because the words are usually spoken with emotion, use an exclamation point three times.

My feet almost did not want to automatically follow him into his room, but my brain had more control and finally managed to force the foot into the Pantry.

Wow, why am I shaking?! Where's coffee? Where's cigarette?!

“Waaah Mas Dimas early in the morning make a scene!” Sharif went into the pantry and patted me on the back.

“Gue needs coffee! Bitter, bouquet, if there needs to be poison dikit,”

“Kalo poison only a little can only make mencret Mas. If there's a wipol here, would you add that?" sahut Syarif while cengengesan. “Kok can be together with Bu Meilinda mas? Usually fighting early in the morning. This is why I'm dating again,"

“That's how it looks?” I'm just messing around. On the one hand, the plan works, on the other, it feels like something is wrong but I don't know what.

Time is just because I said that the coupling can change the atmosphere. If I say ‘lain times I kiss’ can ozone be lost?!

I opened the pantry cabinet and grabbed my shirt, Sharif closed the pantry door giving me a chance to change into a costume. “Rif, I'm going to Bandung tonight until tomorrow,”

“Oh yes Mas, later clothes I take in Laundry, how much stel? But are you sure Mas Dimas brought a shirt? Weight loh Mas, let alone it's just Bandung. Most if you need Bu Meilinda use her card,”

“Lah, I bought my own clothes, you know Bu Meilinda stingy Naudzubillah. But if you buy shoes for yourself expensive can cower funds sekelurahan,”

“What is that expensive shoe for? They lost their function. Could be if there is a muddy in front, Mas Dimas told to take off the shirt continue to be doormat so that the shoes are not wet hahaha!!” exclaims Sharif.

“Kok you really really Rif? Hahaha!”

I laugh if only with Sharif or Daniel.

“What gossip this morning about me? Excited not to gossip?” my many.

“Iya, I really did not squirm directly, just horrified at the scene. He said Mas Dimas dateng same Bu Meilinda semobil, continue to mas Dimas one lift together,” said Sarif.

“Morning-morning gini on thirst equals scandal huh," my snort. The incident was only a few minutes away.

At that moment the pantry door opened and the face that I most did not want to see early in the morning when again changing clothes, even emerged from behind it.

He's her again.

And just stunned to see me.

“Bu," I said wrongly, but I'm responsible.

“Eeeh, Syarif, I need coffee. Bitterer. Use Aceh coffee yesterday given by Mr. Sebastian only,” said Bu Meilinda.

Speaking to Sharif but his eyes were on me, sweeping all over my body. I'm sorry for the responsibility and continue buttoning my shirt.

“Then... Dimas want, coffee all alone make,” said again but his eyes focus on my chest muscles.

“Iya I want, all Rif," my hiss. “Bu, I want to wear pants," I hinted for him to come out for a while.

“Oh, sori," And the door was closed.

He just said 'sori.

Sharif shook his head. “It's dry season huh Mas... The hot! Ehehehehehehehe," he teased me.