One Night Stand With My Crazy Boss
CHAPTERS 15. Thinning the Patience.

While restraining the sick bo kong, Faya still went to carry out Prima's orders. Although in his heart he was not ceaselessly mengedumel. Angrier. Piqued. He was convinced that it was Primalah who bullied him and damaged his chair.

Hufh. Patience, patience.

Faya walks down the sidewalk, looking for the bakery Prima told him about. He went inside and immediately found the officer.

“Please, Brother. Which bread do you want?”

“Ehm, I want to buy the usual bread at the same meal Mr. Prima.” Clearly Faya with a sky-high level of confidence.

“Yes? What bread does Pak Prima eat? What bread, Brother?” Ask the confused waiter.

“The usual bread in buy Pak Prima.”

“Means Mr Prima's brother who's front office?” Ask the staff more astonished.

“Iya.”

The waiter frowned. “After me, Mr. Prima never bought bread here, Kak.” Answer it carefully.

Faya doesn't believe it. Prima never bought bread. The man said the clerk here must know his favorite loaf. But now they say they don't know because Prima never bought their bread.

“But said Mr. Prima he often buy bread here, Kak.”

“Never, Brother. Even if Mr. Prima never bought bread here.”

“Secretary, maybe.” Faya's feeling is getting worse. He felt like he had been done by that man. Oh gosh.

“Sorry, Brother. There's nothing. We don't have a subscription from that office.”

Faya ended that useless debate. It is clear that he has been worked by Prima. Again.

“Ya already, Brother. Sorry.” Faya felt bad then walked out of the store. Walk back into the office.

Faya was upset half dead. Even the pain from falling from a chair has not disappeared. Now, Faya has been embarrassed by the man. He clenched his teeth to hold back his irritation. Jesus, he wants to resign right now.

But, he again remembered the expensive fee he would receive. It will be worth the depletion of patience due to facing a Prima. Besides, he's got a little bit of guilt about last night.

Faya stood in front of the door of Prima's room. He almost broke in and vented his frustration. But fortunately his patience was not as thin as a tissue.

In hindsight, this was nothing compared to his several years of life with Kirani. As difficult as it was to work for Prima, he still got a salary that was worth it. But when with Kirani, he was like a maid but did not get a decent salary at all. There is precisely he even joined as the backbone for Kirani.

It's okay that he promised Ariga to hold back. Refraining for rupiah.

To survive, he compared his previous life. He thought, it would be enough to survive beside Prima whose behavior he could not predict at all.

Geck, tok, tok.

Faya knocked on the door before entering. He had already managed to drown his sense of regret. He held a cup containing drinks ordered by Prima earlier. He just made it. There is no bread. I don't know if Prima will be upset about this. Faya will see it.

“This is the coffee, Mr.” Faya put the coffee cup on the table.

Prima was silent. He did not even once glance at Prima. Curious, but Faya refrains from looking at Prima's computer. He was sure, his boss was playing solitaire games like yesterday.

Prima is at work. Doing the real work. When dealing with a job like this, Prima becomes a serious person. Although he always wears casual clothes, but he will work well. He did not even care about the bread that was not served on his desk.

Faya returned to her job. Set a schedule for Prima. Sometimes he seems to grimace because bo kongnya still feels a little pain.

At half-time, Faya came back in. Prima is still in his position. Serious with a computer and a stack of documents on his desk. His face was completely different. Making the aura in the room Prima changed drastically. Not like yesterday.

“Pak, it's time for lunch.” Faya. He's standing right in front of Prima's desk.

Prima heard. He looked at his watch then turned his gaze to Faya. A typical serious look like a director. Well, this is new. There is no face prima prima. Serious and authoritative.

“Oh. It's noon apparently.”

Prima immediately got up from her seat. Pouching his hands and walking ahead of Faya. The girl simply obediently followed her boss behind.

They both went to a fast food restaurant not far from the office for lunch. Since then, Faya continued to pay attention to Prima's steps that seemed to stumble. He was pretty sure, if it was the result of him slamming last night. Out of nowhere, that feeling of pity slipped into Faya's chest. It must have hurt a lot last night.

Faya's head is being filled by last night's incident. The incident that ended he had to lift his feet from the house kirani. The incident that made Prima's waist hurt because of it. All this because of two itchy men who bother him on the street.

Both are waiting in front of the booking desk. Faya stood behind Prima. He wanted to order food for his boss but he still did not know what kind of taste Prima. This time, he just watched it.

In front of Prima there was still another customer who was ordering. While behind them, the queue snaked all the way to near the entrance. Understandably, it's lunchtime, so the employees from the office around there have lunch here.

Prima is engrossed in plans to work on Faya. He thought about what else he could do for the girl. Gathering all his devious thoughts to discuss in his brain room.

Faya rolled her eyeballs as she felt something move in the area below her waist. He knows what it is. Someone is tearing it up. Melt him in a public place and it made Faya go black. He immediately grabbed the hand without seeing the owner. She shifted her legs to the side while leaning her body. And instantly, a split-haired man was hovering in the air and ended up on the floor while pitting.

It suddenly made all eyes wide in disbelief staring at Faya. And so is Prima. The cunning that was gathering in his brain was suddenly scattered to save himself. As if refusing to give an idea because it does not want to end like that man.

It seems, Faya once a hobby slammed people.

Prima's mouth gaped in horror at Faya, then at the man who had been lying on the floor. His shoulders are scared. Suddenly he remembered how he had been slammed last night. When recalling that floating feeling, it still haunted his mind.