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Sensitive Ancients

Purba's face looked tense, as one of his clients commented on the taste of the drink he tasted. Then others also tasted. They elicited the same reaction, being silent and looking at each other. As if looking for answers on the faces of each one he saw.

“Fira ...,” whispered Ancient to his secretary. I don't know what else Purba had to do, even issued a word was not able.

While Fira who was called by his name was confused, what should he be? Purba then cleared her throat, she took the initiative to apologize first, before they complained about a treat that was not interesting in the eyes, let alone the taste.

“Sorry to all colleagues, if the banquet is less pleasing. It was my new employee, maybe he didn't really understand how it worked.” Ancient tried to cover up so that the atmosphere was not tense.

“But, what is this drink? Keep this what food?” ask clients with Batak.

“I do not know, let my employee, Rara explained,” said Purba with a careful tone, afraid his client was offended.

“Fira, call Rara here,” the Ancient command on Fira who is beside her in a soft tone.

Fira did not respond much, he also tense with the atmosphere of the meeting room like this.

“Fira! Let me alone,” call Purba who was immediately near Fira, even though Fira was almost at the door. Fira goes with what her boss says. He's back where he belongs.

The ancients immediately went to the consumption room. In his heart was very arrogant to Rara. Didn't expect the meeting this time to be messed up by new employees and just because of food.

Purba decided for himself to call Rara, because he could not bear to see his clients who talked unclear, they must be the language of food.

Especially seeing the mimic face of clients who berlogat Batak just now. The father while focusing face like a daydreaming person, hands still holding the drink cup. Sesakan thought, what a strange taste in his drink. No poison?

Ancient thoughts have been excessive, just because they see the mimicry of the clients.

“Eh, Father!” Rara was surprised to see Purba suddenly appear there. Moreover, the sound of the door being forcefully opened, Rara really could not avoid the shock.

Sari was the same, they both did not expect Purba to come suddenly, not in a meeting.

Purba directly approached Rara who was in the cooking area. Rara automatically backed down, intending to dodge but the space around her was minimal. As a result Rara was only cornered on the wall that was beside her.

Sari who saw that was confused, willing to look, impossible. But want to help Rara fear why-why, not dare. Is that boss? Ancient Face made Sari frightened, she went wild looking for help should how.

Rara had already covered her face with the table cloth she was holding, only this time seeing the face of Ancient like a possessed person. Highlight the sharp eyes, with a slightly red face, a firm step quickly as if wanting to pounce on the woman before him.

“Why are you so stupid? At least if you don't know anything, ask! Don't make decisions. Distinguish the habits of the village and the city! Understand no?! Argh ..!” Purba wanted to vent her anger, but realized that in front of her was a woman. So he just screamed.

Ancient hands have clenched, shaking, as a result only the wall that feels behind Rara is an Ancient bogem meal.

Initially Rara was not so scared, she could be patient as Purba scolded her. Even the face of Purba is very close to the face of Rara, because Rara is squeezed into the tepok.

However, as Purba shouted, Rara instantly trembled, her tears dripping down. She recalled her ex-husband who once vented all-out anger on her.

If only yelled at, Rara is immune. Because when her husband never returned, Rara often get blasphemy and insults from villagers even from the employer wherenys worked.

However, it never got a shout like Ancient, even this close. As if his heart was hit, timid, his eardrum was stabbed, very painful and felt weak.

Purba turned away from Rara, she moved away, not wanting to let down to see Rara who looked trembling. It could have been just pretend, to avoid the anger of Purba, that was Rara's mind.

“It should be before you serve, wait for me to taste first. Not an original love. Just been a secretary for a while, you can not make the decision at will,” Ancient speech is still turned back to Rara.

However, for a long time I heard sobbing, the primeval turned towards Rara, ‘He really meant it? Scared?’ ancient Inner.

Purba was about to step closer to Rara again, but ...

Ancient turned to the source of the sound, “Huft, what else?” tanya Purba, with a heavy breath and a high tone.

“Bapak is waiting in the meeting room,” said Fira, who followed to the consumption room.

“Create what? If only the meeting goes awry and they cancel all the projects with this company, please leave. Cancel all! Without further ado with me,” raged Anciently, anger mixed with infinite shame.

“But sir, that's not it. Even they asked Rara to go there,” said Fira back.

“True, right, I said?! They want to hold him accountable. Indeed wan ..” The ancients showed his index finger to Rara but undone it, even speech was interrupted. He saw Rara sitting limp on the floor, still sobbing.

“Argh ... cry it usually. Take care of him,” said Purba to Fira, then leave.

“But sir, they are waiting for Father,” cried Fira, because Purba was a bit far from him.

“You take care of everything. I don't care!” yell Ancient who has gotten further and further away.

Fira stared at Purba's departure in annoyance, if not the boss, will be taught a lesson later.

However, right now the most important thing was Rara. Social feelings for fellow women make Fira embrace Rara, a woman who looks very weak at all. Fira gives Rara a warm drink.

With trembling hands, Rara grabbed the glass that Fira thrust out. It felt plong, after his throat was fed by warm water, his chest felt light as the warm water melted his tightness.

“You've done well?” tanya Fira, who now asked Rara to sit on the chair.

Rara just nodded. Fira rubs Rara's back and gives her a tissue, to wash away any remaining tears.

However, Rara moved away from her seat. She went to the bathroom, seemingly to wash her sticky face from tears.

“You are the same as Old Man?” asked Fira when Rara had returned and sat down. But Rara just nodded.

Then Fira touched Rara's hand, rubbed the back of her hand, channeling support so that Rara could be calmer.

“Ra, same story me. Just this time there are employees who can anger Mr. Purba, previously never existed. The anger of Ancient, will not make people cry,” explained Fira.

“Means I was wrong, Fir. I know,” said Rara still in a limp tone.

“Sok know why? What's the problem, really, I don't understand. All I know, Mr. Purba came here just to ask about the food you made,”, said Fira again.

“Yes that's the problem, I know, kampungan.”

Fira sighed, “Ra .. plis deh, no need to humble yourself.”

Rara turned to Fira, looking at him for a moment. Unexpectedly then splashed on Fira's embrace with Isak crying that was not spared anymore.

“Eh, why else?” Fira is surprised, but then welcomes Rara's embrace.

While crying, Rara told him about the ancient treatment earlier. He also felt like giving up, afraid that many mistakes would be made tomorrow.

“Sst ... already, already. I have good news for you.” Fira keeps bada Rara out of her arms.

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