Office Hour
Work again ah...

I set foot in the lobby of the Garnet building which is now filled with people passing by, a little fresh than before, because already hitchhiking bath at Bang Sa'ad's house, already hitching a coffee, was, he ate fried food and hitchhiked his car back to the office.

Just my shirt a few buttons over it came off because Yolanda Cs was pulling it a little rough. I have to wear it as it is because there is no magician, and extra Rayban KW sunglasses have Bang Sa'ad, because my eyes become light sensitive.

Probably the effect of stimulant drugs.

Some people looked at me in astonishment, maybe my current appearance was a little absurd. I went straight to the elevator to the 5th floor of the meeting room.

I am currently holding back my hard-earned desire not to explode! Because Yolanda Cs didn't do it until I was done so my head is now very dizzy.

It feels like hitting people, or getting hit is okay, so I can be a little sane, back to normal.

No, I'm not a pervert. This is the metabolism of the male body.

Not that I like their treatment, but in this kind of work I am tormented. I'm not worried about my life because I know every individual. What was in me was more toward a feeling of resentment and disgust.

If Bang Sa’ad finds me too late, what I become, must be a more profound trauma.

I could see the Roll Royce Phantom VII pride of the Garnet Group's largest Shareholder parked in front of the building in the VVIP row. Next to him is Meilinda's sexy Lexus.

How long have I not stroked the steering wheel?

Kangen those days...

"Des," I said as I looked at Desi.

He was surprised to see me.

"God! Holy hooch! Holy jeez!! Mas Dimas!!!" he gasp.

"Where's the demon?" My toot.

"The main meeting room!" Desi pointed at the end meeting room near the window.

"How long have they been there?!"

"From lunchtime so 3 hours of negotiations were up," Desi turned on her portable fan to fan her neck and her eyes stared at my chest peeking out from behind a shirt. I then walked towards the room Desi pointed at.

Some tenants who also rented a meeting room saw myself clinging to the point of twisting their bodies following me walking. Bodo really, there is no time to check the appearance!

Even when I opened the door of the meeting room, the situation was immediately silent.

A demon suddenly passed by...

“Happy Afternoon, sorry I'm late,” I said with a smile, I put as sweet as possible in order to take everyone's heart.

Still quiet...

Then Mr. Sebastian who was in the end seat, waved to me while patting the chair beside him.

“Sini, Boyo!!” He shouted while grinning. Why does he seem so happy to see me, like a scoff.

I clucked while walking towards him.

“Have finished playing the drama?!” tanyanya.

“New Pre-opening Sir,” Reply me carelessly.

“Kithek Foundation..”

“...A little more fainting..” connect me.

“About you are probably the most handsome,”dengusnya. “If not for Rolex, wis modar kowe!!”

“Ndoro Eggs, Mature suwun” sukanku.

**

"Our demands are 3 things. One, we demand a salary increase of 5x from the value of UMK, second, if our energy is no longer needed we demand PHK with severance 24x take home pay, third, third, for the daily treatment of Bu Meilinda to us that we think is not treated as human beings, is not in accordance with the rules of Human Rights, we demand compensation of 1 billion rupiah per person each for our mental hurt! For our prosecution, we are represented by the competent Legal Aid Institute!" sahut Pak Jaka's.

I listened while busy sewing the buttons. Selena lent her sewing kit just now.

Not that I didn't pay attention, but I think it's more important my open chest than the demo discussion. Currently 3 people have come out of the meeting room because of the heat due to watching me too long.

I assume, from earlier Mr. David and Mr. Danu have been negotiating and said that this company is a private company so all regulations regarding payroll have been regulated internally, he said, but it seems that what makes them not accept is the attitude of Bu Meilinda who likes to be emotional.

"Where are you, your input?"

I lifted my head, looking at Mr. Sebastian.

Why me?

What would you like to try? This guy seems to be intent on pranking me from the beginning...

"I agree with Mr. Jaka" I said.

Everyone was immediately excited.

Ms. Meilinda gaped at me.

"That's right! Just talk like that!" Pak Jaka was strangled with pleasure.

I grinned.

"If.." I leaned my body. All listening. "The demands of Mr. Jaka were granted, I want to follow suit. I will definitely be a millionaire. Try counting how many times Bu Meilinda snapped at me first."

Everybody laugh.

"Then... I also need to file a lawsuit against Mr. Jaka" I added.

Suddenly everyone was silent.

"Pak Jaka also likes to snap branches, first. Branch should also be able to sue Pak Jaka yah," I said.

Everyone is still silent.

“Maryanti, still save the draft that was crossed out by Mr Jaka right?” my many.

“Still Sir!” maryanti is excited.

I nodded with satisfaction, “I once asked Mr. Jaka why Customers who are closely related to the Party are not included in the mitigation area. Even the draft of Maryanti that has been properly crossed out again and written that the Customer has nothing to do with any party. Mr. Jaka, please note, this problem is a fatal cause you are asked to finish the term of duty,”

Everyone's still listening to me.

“We hid this because we still appreciate the performance of the father of many years in Garnet. But now you come here, it's the same as opening your own disgrace. We also do not want to be blamed LBH and Depnaker,”

Paj Jaka looks a step back. I could see sweat spots starting to appear on his forehead. Maybe he thought we didn't go that far.

I have a lot of dedicated people. And I trust my instincts. So after Cecilia found the reporting flaw, I asked her to also investigate where the Customer's house was. And when Cecilia visited the customer, with the lure of hampers can be free from Milady of course, the Customer even told that...

“The customer did borrow funds from the Bank for party activities, which was prohibited in accordance with the provisions of the OJK for APU-PPT actions (indications of money laundering). And worse, it turns out the Customer is Pak Jaka's cousin huh? It's worth it it's stuck not put into Collectibility reporting huh?” hisisku while stopping my sewing activities.

You are needling needles.

My glasses are left in the room.

This Factor U. Want to puncture the button hole even hit the index finger.

"30 years old I work at Garnet Bank, everyday in the Belom Compliance Division moving division, how can I report? Not that we accuse all sorts of things, but if it is like this than we propose all sorts of things we better stop your work period, father, If you say it's wrong Bu Meilinda as the director who memacc the last, so the logic mengantuan him work alone. So well the power of the father is not needed as a division head, because Bu Meilinda has vowed to work alone rather than believe in the same performance of the father. Try later we both read the SOP, can not the Director work alone?"

I opened the bantex. "I will explain a little about the performance of Mr. Jaka and Tim, seeing from the recent case. Again, I don't mean to accuse you..."

"When I was still assigned to the Compliance Division, I was given a portion of work for all regions of Indonesia, except for the Solo Branch and Surabaya. The reason is because the branch is a large branch and needs special handling. So for Solo Branch and Bali handled by Pak Jaka directly." My solute.

"When the case of the Solo branch, our Audit Division found many irregularities that occurred already in years, then... The customer that we reported yesterday because he participated in a political party, is the Customer submission from the Surabaya Branch, even though the Customer lives in Jakarta," I continued.

We looked at Mr. Jaka.

"Sir Jaka.."my thesis. "Now it's your turn to defend, don't tell me that the salary here is not appropriate and the pressure of work is great, his name is Manjalita suteja, sir.  That's people from Depnaker who I drag here are paid much smaller than mr. loh, if the salary of the office do not ask me, ask a generous netizen,”

I heard Mr. Sebastian right next to me.

"Duh... bleed, again,” my grumbling while poking at my index finger which started to emit red liquid.