Peter Samyang (Pepet Continue Until Dear)
11. When Patience of the Chakra is Tested

"Jaga. I never let anyone call me that!"

"Come on! Here we're just the two of us, there's no one. No need to be ashamed." Luna sat at Cakra's desk and faced the man, their body spacing so close.

The woman had increasingly no self-respect in Cakra's eyes. The shame that has not been cut since when it was interrupted is very disturbing the daily life of Cakra. He thought about how if he knew the behavior of the woman he would be betrothed to, it was possible that the old woman could change her mind.

"Luna, all I know is you're an educated woman. Your flying hours of education are much higher than mine, but why don't I see your manners at all? Don't you know where this is? Do I have to explain where we are?" Cakra's tone still looks slow even though it is full of emphasis. He was still suppressing his anger so as not to overflow now.

"Yes I know it's in the office, but we're just the two of us, anyway we're getting married later. Don't be so stiff as the chakras."

"Who said I would marry you? It was a conversation between my family and yours, not with me. So don't spread anything or talk to anyone that we're getting married. Because I would never want to and I never told you that either. Don't embarrass yourself."

Unwilling to deal any longer with Luna, the man packed up his file and walked towards his assistant's room. Luna immediately got off the table. But unfortunately, when his feet set the floor he stood unbalanced, making him fall and hit the chair in front of him.

Cakra had looked at him for a moment, but in the next second he was indifferent and continued to step out of the room.

Luna stomped her legs irritated. His forehead was slightly bruised, yet completely unnoticed by the man who had already taken his heart.

"Ah shit! What wrong? Why does Cakra dislike my presence so much? Why he never thought I existed. And also the new employee is still here, which means Cakra hasn't fired him yet. Has Oma Ning not delivered what I asked for?" grouse Luna out of the room.

Luna doesn't know where Cakra went. Finally he decided to return home while stroking his bruised forehead. Unfortunately, the wound did not escape Baby's vision. With a bit of stealth he gaped at the bruises on the forehead of the woman who yesterday insulted him.

"Geez, his forehead is bruised. Lest the woman go to Pak Cakra's room and Mr. Cakra's mood is still bad, then Mr. Cakra violates the woman." Baby shudders in horror when imagining it actually happening.

Mira passes Baby's desk as the girl imagines violence being perpetrated by Cakra.

"Why lo? A trance?" Either a question or an insult that Mira threw.

"Gue had seen the Luna walk through here, did not know where it ran out of, but it certainly might run out of Mr. Cakra's room. Luna bruised her forehead to know, lest Mr. Cakra had committed violence with the woman. Mood him, it's still bad." Baby explained as he occasionally glanced at the coffee in Mira's hands.

Mira patted her own eel, then her hand moved to nosy shake her new friend's forehead. What a ridiculous thought Baby thought, Mira thought.

"During the six months I worked here, angry Mr. Cakra the same person or as bad as his mood, he never did violence to his employees or to each other. You ask noh our seniors."

"Pak Cakra seems young. How many years has he been CEO here?"

"From the age of twenty. But, it used to be the focus is still in college, so not here every day like now. You search the internet if you want to know a lot about Mr. Cakra, let's not it me mulu, you think I mama?"

"Would you make a drink, ma'am?" ask the pantry officer.

"Yes, I want to drink like Mira earlier, what did she drink, huh? I want to like that too. You know what?"

"I'll make it if I want to, ma'am. I took this to Mr. Cakra's room."

Hearing the name of his crush being called, a brilliant idea instantly popped into Baby's head. He snatches a tray containing a cup of coffee that does not know what coffee, Baby does not understand.

"Let me deliver, Ma'am make coffee for me too. Just like Mira had. Okay." Okay."

The pantry officer had almost grabbed Baby's arm to prevent the girl from delivering drinks that shouldn't be her job. But unfortunately, Baby is too nimble for him to catch. He is only worried if he gets tantrums from Cakra, for telling others to do his duty.

"Ah why am I worried? There's a CCTV here, later if I get scolded, I show the cctv if I don't tell the woman, but she herself will."

Baby had knocked on the door several times, but no one ever replied. He wanted to go into his room, but was afraid that there was chakra inside, or caught himself carelessly entering his superior's room.

Being on the verge of confusion, came the person who made himself confused.

"What business do you have standing in front of my room?" ask Cakra in a tone that has nothing friendly.

"I'm dropping this off. So, the pantryman made me a drink, because I felt I had to, really thirsty for water and also the affection of someone. Because I want to drink soon, so I'm the one who took his place to deliver this. If I wait for him to deliver this, it'll be a long time. If I pass out again how?"

Cakra just closed the eyes to hear the babys chatter so long. He just asked what business there was, answered by bouncing everywhere. Fortunately Cakra's mood had improved a little after coming from Dandi's room. If not, Baby may have heard the man's anger again.

Cakra was about to take the cup that was in the tray, but Baby quickly avoided the object away from Cakra's hand.

"I'll bring it inside. It would be inappropriate for a CEO to bring his own cup of coffee to the table. Please come in first, sir."

I don't know what's wrong with Cakra, the man easily obeyed what Baby said. With a heavy sigh, the man opened the door of the room and sat down on the long sofa available there.

"Where do I put it, sir? At this table or that one? Or do I want to put it in your heart?" Baby clenched his mouth after saying that.

I don't know how many times Cakra did the same thing, closing his eyes and sighing deeply and deeply as if he was suppressing a turbulent emotion.

"Put it here!" cakra pointed to the table in front of him.