Sharing Love: The First Wife's Pilu Story
Guns for eating, sir

"You know the rules here? Every employee should not be alone. How many years did you work here?" said Randu loudly. Arum's mistake was completely intolerable, and set a bad example for others. 

"Ti. three years, sir," answered Arum nervously, his face pale, his guts shrinking, his entire organs shaking violently as Randu scolded him. Unlike usual who immediately apologized on a very bright morning, Arum was intimidated. 

Arum lowered his head staring at the floor on his massage, visualizing the face of Randu who was currently horned with fanged teeth, must be creepy like his voice that was like a lightning strike. 

"Did you never read the procedure for three years?" asked Randu, I don't know how many times, which surely Arum is not strong and wants to disappear from the hot room. 

"Get up, sir," replied Arum still in such a polite and friendly tone. 

Hid

Randu squealed then moved from his seat, confirmed his coat and hair, then saw the clock coiled in his hand. 

"Why didn't you come in yesterday?" 

Does he want to kill me slowly, why so many questions, I'm only one, why should it be like this, inwardly.

Arum grabbed the tip of his hijab and wiped his forehead filled with cold sweat, his heart was chaotic, and did not want to repeat the same thing. 

"Yesterday Devan Aqiqah, so I helped there."

Arum started to calm down as Randu lowered his voice. 

Randu stared fixedly at Arum's face from the side.

"Is he Sabrina's son?" tanya Randu enthusiastically.

"Yes, sir," replied Arum, not even wanting to look at the handsome face of Randu who he thought was very annoying. 

"Get out!" redu's Order. 

Without aba, Arum ran small and left the room. 

Upon arrival at the door, Arum breathed with relief. Although he was still irritated by Randu, at least he did not become the man's meal. 

"Basic rich, handsome, watch out for you," grumbled Arum, kicking towards the door. 

After venting his frustration with the tightly shut door, Arum returned with his task already waving waving down below. 

Unlike the usual cheap smile when serving customers, that day Arum continued to frown and close his mouth tightly. Randu's voice was still ringing in his ears, as if it would be a blow that left a scar. 

"Why are you, Rum?" tanya Bagus, one of her professional friends. 

Arum turned his head in a daze staring in all directions and then brought his head closer to Nice's ears. 

"So I got angry because yesterday did not enter" said Arum slightly whispered, afraid if repeating the mistake that will be fatal. 

"Usually Mr. Randu was indifferent to his employees, but why is he so calculated?"

Aruma just shrugged his shoulders, worked for a long time, it was the first time he had to face Randu, and even then never terbesit in his brain.

"Arum, you are called Mr. Randu." 

The moment his mood started to cool the call again made his blood boil. 

Although not sincere, Arum still fulfill the call of someone who is now like an enemy to him. 

"Good morning by noon, sir," said Arum, knocking on the slightly open door. 

By putting on a bolder face Arum entered the room Randu after getting a code from the boss.

"Make me coffee!" saying without saying hello. 

Arum clenched his teeth and clenched his hands together. 

"Why didn't you say that?"

 Again Arum can only grumble. 

"What did you say?" Randu put down the map he had in his hand and looked at Arum. 

"Okay, please wait!"

With wide steps Arum came out towards the kitchen. 

Like Randu's request, Arum concocted black coffee, when his hand held a jar of sugar, suddenly his brain traveling when he saw the writing next to him. 

"If you are given salt how does the arrogant Mr. Randu react?"

While waiting for the water to boil, Arum took a jar of salt and opened it.

After that, Arum gave two spoons of salt on top of the coffee that was already in the cup. 

Before bringing coffee orders Randu, Arum prepares his soul and body and appearance, preparing to take risks with what is done. 

I can't wait to see Randu's expression when he drinks his coffee Arum goes in without permission. 

"This is the coffee, sir, I hope you like my coffee" explained Arum.

Randu just glanced at his favorite solid black drink and then steady Arum who was still staring across the table. 

"What are you waiting for?" cetus Landu's. 

Waiting for the father to drink, and spitting it out, in fact Arum can only say it in his heart. 

"Excuse me sir," bowed kindly. 

After Arum's back disappeared along with the tightly shut door, Randu picked up his coffee.

Just sipping, Randu suddenly spouted when a strange taste began to spread on his tongue. The man ran and took the water on his desk, without waiting for the time Randu immediately sipped the water until aground

"Damn. He wants to fuck me."

Brak, Randu pounded the table hard, not accepting Arum's actions. 

An emotionally overwhelmed stretcher took out a cell phone and placed it in his ear.

"Take Arum into my room!"

The servants were confused by the behavior of Randu who somehow called Arum to his room. And they think it's unnatural. 

Gathering all his courage, Arum went into the space of Randu which was already wide open. 

"She called me?" 

At least Randu did not flinch and remained on his gaze out the window. 

"Take the coffee you make!"

Arum scrunched his forehead and swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. How could all of that turn around to attack him. 

"I've never had coffee, sir," he said. 

Srrring 

The gaze of the eagle's eyes was so sharp as a sword that was ready to scratch from all directions. 

"You drink or I fire, " threatened Randu.

Arum thinks hard with the same two choices he hates. 

It's salty, how can I drink it, but if I don't drink it, it means I have to get ready to get out of here and find a job again, I can't. 

"Sir,___"

"Hurry up!" cecar Randu without wanting to move from his place. 

Arum had to reach for the cup. 

May an angel pass by and change the taste of this coffee to sweet, Arum prayed in his heart. 

Arum closed his eyes and began to drink the coffee, just like Randu, Arum also spouted his drink in all directions, it turns out that what is imagined is not the same as what is felt, Arum, the coffee tasted bitter and salty beyond the dose.

"Why?" tanya Randu smirked. 

"Hot," answered Arum. 

"Don't lie!" snapped Randu did not want to lose. 

The man looked delighted as he looked at his master's eating weapon. 

"Sure sir, it's hot" replied Arum.  His head felt smaller as Randu continued to watch over him.

"Honestly, or am I fired from here?"

Arum cupped his hands together, "Sorry sir, I'm khilaf, I thought that sugar was not salt."

Shiette

Umpat Randu in the heart.