Office Hour
Gio Makes Aje Trouble

A Look from Aunt Author Ca’em.

Dear Sedulur Beloved, dearest, miserable.

Many of the riders asked why the plot was so different from Woman On Top, Master of Office Hour. And often many complain ‘bingung, it should be like this, it should be so, instead of being like this, why so..’ hehe.

Answer,

YESS, right. Because Office Hour is NOT Woman On Top.

The Office Hour novel exists, as many Toon Novel readers have not read Woman On Top and ask about Dimas, the father of Nayaka, brother-in-law of Mr. Sebastian, forerunner of all Aunty Author novels, but already aunty removed.

This is an Aunty Author offering for all of you.

In Office Hour, some of her words, even the plot is VERY DIFFERENT from Woman On Top, even the scenes are more elegant and the sentences are more organized. There are a lot of scenes that are not in Woman On Top. BUT all the important scenes in Woman On Top are here.

Because it's called Re-Make. Which means Re-creation. Which means, Revision. Which means refinement.

Why was Woman On Top removed? Answer :

Because THE TITLE IS EXPLICIT (Vulgar),

the contents of the story are considered not in accordance with Novel Toon policy, so Woman On Top ALWAYS DOES NOT PASS THE CONTRACT even though the content actually DOES NOT CONTAIN NEGATIVE CONTENT.

Whereas here, Woman (Female) On TOP (Above) actually tells about Meilinda whose position is considered higher than Dimas, with a much older age, with a much older age, and he has power over everything.

But the TOon Novel SYSTEM read that Woman On Top tells about the style of lovemaking. Hehe.

And when a Novel on the Online Platform IS NOT CONTRACTED, then it can endanger the condition of the Novel because it is full of plagiarism. And when plagiarism occurs before being contracted, the Author cannot defend himself, cannot protest, because it does not have Copyright. Unless the novel has been registered ISBN and it requires a lot of costs. Moreover, If it has been registered ISBN Mandiri, of course the novel can not be aired in Novel Toon, hehe.

Yowes, that's the explanation.

Hope you enjoy this OFFICE HOUR Novel.

REMEMBER, THOUGH,

THIS IS NOT WOMAN ON TOP...

No, Loooh. Heheheheheheheh (It's Sly Laughter)

Ps. I think the WOT style should be here.

Oops!!

**

“I'll drive home huh?” hisisku as she approached Meilinda and removed the tear spots on her cheeks. Seeing it like that I was really worried.

I don't want him to be depressed because of this.

But in fact bullied by a Bataragunadi they do not tremble!

“I go home by myself Mas, you will have to work. If I will just wait for your proposal and acc can be from home,” Meilinda said weakly.

“I call Trevor so he can pick you up? If it's just the driver I'm not sure of your safety,” I said.

“Quiet Mas, I was just surprised today. I'm not papa,”

“Not anything how? Your face is pale!” my reproach.

“It's just a shock mas,”

“But-“

“JIANCOEEEEG! COEG! COEG! I'm liak myself doooooong it's a piece of writing! How's ISAAAAA?” exclaim Mr. David Huang noisily while photographs TKP.

“Iki anyway Mas incident in the old office huh ngono iki? Ono berbie jugak-sundut? Huebbboh iki's! History in Garnet! Fortunately ae kowe outstanding employees, dating karo sister’e owner pulak, neng kowe iki rencian wis tak tendiang, botherin aboute!”

Kick pake i in the middle of words so he spirit.

I became pingin c1p0k this Chindo Surabaya, make the atmosphere so rame aja.

“Ohiya, mumpung you ballon fainted, Mel, day after day new employee transfer Garnet Property Yo!” mr. David Huang talked about the work. Yes, it is still Office hours. Office Hour's.

“Duuuh Daviiid,” muttered Meilinda while laying her head on the sofa while sticking a compressive cloth on her forehead.

“Iyo-Yo! Sek lah Dimas investigation. Easy this, it could be all the ciwi in the office so suspect. Could it be Dimas?! I just recruit more officers easily sonorous. Dead one growing sak jutooo,”

“Whispering David,” grumbling Bu Meilinda. “Honey, I'm home first, Mr. Sapto has arrived in Lobby,”

“Honey-dear-love, Mbuh!” grouse Pak david.

I stick my tongue out at her while driving Ms. Meilinda to the Lobby.

**

After the accident,

That night the air inside the office was cramped. Outside there was heavy rain and lightning coming together, as if God was showing his power to conquer the heavens. Wall clock shows at 9 p.m. Most of the employees have gone home and most of the floor has been dark.

I, Dimas Tanurahardja, still struggling with work in my room, the Audit Division room made of large cubicles measuring 8 x 8 occupied by 20 people. But tonight as usual, I was left home.

By ourselves.

Yes, they do have to’an if the problem of returning home.

I actually feel really tired, but it seems that my idealism is big enough to be so distracted by the bantex piling up on my desk. My perfectionist soul squirms.

I was actually suspecting Gio, but I put it off first because I couldn't recklessly accuse him.

Actually, many are inviting me to go home because of the possibility of my safety is also threatened. But I chose overtime because there was something I wanted to make sure.

I have also called a reliable source to meet me in my room, but because the concerned there is still a meeting with the Customer so I can only go to the office to see me at 9 pm.

I'll bet on this floor that is still standby only me and the IT Division. They are still struggling with CCTV to investigate the incident this morning. And I'm thinking about whether this vandalism case belongs to the official findings or can be added first as a public secret.

The exact same thing happened. The women in my old office were also doing almost exactly as they were this morning.

If I had survived and been ignorant. But as a result it turned out to be fatal, my female friends were injured and stalked all day so that their psychologically disturbed, and those who survived ended up in a fight.

But if at this time, the culprit can be said to be reckless because he dared to tease crazy rich Darmawangsa. Surely Meilinda will use her money to track down the perpetrator, if necessary all the famous lawyers in this country she hired to prosecute the perpetrator.

Who dares to ngusilin Meilinda, may not really have a brain?!

We warned Mr. Sebastian and Mr. Hans not to know. But Mr. Danu doubted it. It will definitely get caught too, he said, because Mr. Sebastian's spies are everywhere.

If this case is known to them, besides I will lose my head, the perpetrator is buried alive, and Meilinda is told to resign because she cannot leave the house for 10 years for her safety, the fate of the management there are 6 directors 4 commissioners 500 permanent employees and 2500 outsourching employees can be threatened to be broken down by his position. (this is a hyperbole majas yes).

Imagine what my mother would think.

So with that in mind, Meilinda's return to her home today was reported to be due to her health being disrupted due to frequent out-of-town service a.k.a exhausted.

I stayed up today also because of that importance. The Auditor's job was done from 8pm, and it's been 1 hour I observed the cctv. Be it building cctv (i hack), cctv all floors (i hack too), cctv other tenant (i definitely hacked), also cctv my office room (the result of Arya remote computer), also, and the culprit I've identified independently.

It was seen he was wearing a black hoodie black hat black pants, sunglasses, mask and gloves. It is unclear gender. Height about 170cm with a weight of about 60kg.

My office cctv is quite sophisticated because Mr. Sebastian often goes back and forth to check our performance through cctv so purchased the most advanced starting from the color and there is sound detection which of course drains the operational costs of the office.

As sophisticated as that, people are still difficult to give his guess. Arya said she wore the mask again under her mask and her clothes were layered under her hoodie.

Yet i... Recognize it.

Damnit damnit!

Why should I know him.

His movements, his ways, and his clothes

he wears.

Also his Supreme kw shoes.

And more clearly, the writing on the window was almost 100% accurate with his handwriting%.

Gio Gio, why do you looooo! My name is in my heart.

My hand is stroking my new chin I shaved this afternoon in the pantry, want to actually grow a beard, a bit long so that it covers the neck and braided so cool, so it's cool, but the HRD Division can call me into the room because it is considered untidy, Mr. David Huang with his real problems it must be roaring like parrots have not been fed.

It's good to think while pulling a beard.

What's wrong is I Auditor, do not meet the Customer and behind the scenes, can dong not neat a little.

Can cause social jealousy maybe the reason, because at Garnet Bank, the amount of marketing is more than other personnel and all Marketing is required to look stylish and neat. They also want to look free. I think I would be envious if I saw me more charming with a thick beard wekeek.

The only one here who is allowed to have long hair is Pak Haryono. He is a style of metal. Maybe if his hair is cut, his genius is lost.

I heard my room being tethered.

“Mas...?” Fendi looked into my room.

“Ya bro?” my broom.

“Lo not papa?” tanyakanya. His face was worried.

I smiled forcedly. The problem is how to ask me about my current situation makes me creep. Being worried by someone like Fendi does not make my heart calm, even more stubborn.

“Not papa anyway, where is it possible?” hisisku.

Fendi chuckles.

He approached.

I'm upgrading the radar.

He sat leaning against the empty table next to me and put his hand in his coat.

“Lo not cold Mas?” hissing mesra.

“Anjrit lo," hisisku cynical. He's snapped.

“Gue has been expected since in Hambalang if your relationship is not just the Boss and his favorite employees. I'm not so happy with Sarah. Hiii amit-amit!”

“Campret,” my tirade.

I swiped my computer screen to show Fendi.

“Who according to lo?” hisisku. Fendi lowered his head to sharpen his vision.

Eh really scented this kid...

I admit she's prettier than I actually am, but what she lacks is an alluring aura. Haha.

“Gio.” Shortened leg.

“Know where?”

“some kind of thing.”

I'm snapped.

Fendi was one of the employees who was considered rare because of his sharp intuition, so I was not without reason to ask for his opinion. But this one turns out not to use intuition can be identified quickly.

Like my calculations, anyway.

“This lo love story bothered many people! Prayer for Penance! saith.

“Tomorrow prayer,” I said to him back.

“Laaah, it's 9 o'clock inii, cuss ah!," He turned his attention and turned out of the room with his wood.

So actually, Fendi's arrival here was willing to take me along to the Gym on the 20th floor. This clock is a bit quiet and can process the body for 2 hours before closing. I ask you to investigate so I don't guess by myself, because this boy's instinct is pretty sharp.

“Can’an,” I turned off the computer and went to follow it.