The Childish And The Beast
#1 The Impression of a Couple
Adira looked again at the design. The all-around building looks very majestic and unique with 360 degree views surrounding it. Things like this are very interesting when placed in the middle of the park. But Adira seemed dissatisfied.
This woman's hand tapped her pen on the table, “I guess you all joined by getting to know the character of Pancarona. If it's like this, just like you guys are not working on our behalf.”
A gripping atmosphere enveloped. They know that this idea does not satisfy him who has a strong ideology. Not a few of them pity themselves who do not oppose or give other input.
This woman took the gaze of everyone in the room. Pay attention to their faintly sliding sweat. There is no hope for this situation anymore.
The presenter standing in front of his laptop lowered his head, “Sorry, bu.”
“Why are you sorry? You still need to fix what you changed,” Adira fix the position of his glasses.
Dizziness struck Adira's mind. He had not expected to find his employees would mess up their duties more than ever. Stupid again, now they behave like statues with no way out.
“Jalkan just the idea of Daffa,” Adira pointed towards his assistant, “We continue this afternoon. Don't forget to prepare for Taruna Bank.”
The meeting was just settled. The participants of the meeting were still standing in front of his chair. Waiting for the boss to leave first. With her low heels on, Adira stepped away through the door.
The air in the room could finally fill up.
The employee breathed in, “Again scolded.”
“You how else? Ms. Adira is so,” her friend responded.
“If a beautiful girl is angry anyway I still like.”
Another man replied, “Ya anyway. Ms. Adira is already rude, not nice to see again.”
Laughter filled the meeting room that was time to rest it.
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“Hmm?” a woman in a maroon red uniform found a sign of a wet floor leaning next to a plant pot, “Why is it here?” he took it and planned to return it to where it should be.
Another maroon red was being preoccupied with a dirty spot on the left side of the elevator. A cleaning device in the form of a mop accompanies the hand of a man named Nanda. The soft hum of Nanda's heart made him happy to do anything even if he did not like it. He took her dancing to the end of the mop until the stains were not left.
“Desai~” Nanda looks proud of her hard work.
The next step, put a characteristic wet floor mark with its yellow color. This handsome man brought his mop and bucket close to the corner of a nearby plant pot.
“Lah?” Nanda found himself unable to find the thing he was looking for.
He thinks and remembers. Has he not taken that mark from the janitor? Looks like he's gonna have to take it again. The mop left. Quickly his steps took the millipedes towards the storage room.
In between Nanda's departure, the elevator door opened.
Adira appeared with the secretary and another employee was about to get out of the vertical ride. They are ready to go to the next meeting with producers from outside the company. Low heels Adira again took steps while checking some files.
“If this one is a file for preparation to the field,” this female employee has a small discussion about meeting preparation, “Then the list has been fixed⏤Iiii!!”
BRUK!
The secretary looked frantically trying to help her, “You are not papa?”
Adira's confusion is made until it is necessary to stop his deft steps. He noticed what happened to the woman who suddenly sat down. He noticed the floor he was walking on. Slippery floors are a problem that comes to mind.
“Wah! Sorry!” Nanda suddenly ran over.
Men in uniform with wet floor marks. The man's face was caught in Adira's memory as the perpetrator. This office boy was never recognized by Adira. A new worker?
Follow Nanda to help the employee stand up, “Bu, okay?”
The female employee was finally able to stand on both feet. However, he found his skirt wet.
How could this one Adira employee meet an outsider representative with such a disheveled appearance? Adira couldn't possibly allow it and humiliate herself in front of people.
“You mopped this?” Daffa is upset to see this OB not doing his job properly, “That thing you are holding is worn! MInta just sorry after someone fell!”
Nanda thought to explain the problem, “So I've prepared this but not yearsya lost.”
Daffa was upset by this man's answer, “You think this is joking?”
The more upset Daffa made, “Should⏤”
Adira raised her hand, “Enough. We can be late.”
Adira's position is fixed. There is only one problem that Adira has.
Adira had no idea what a misunderstanding fishing was until something like this happened. Obviously he had checked the inventory of household appliances in the office, not least the sign of wet floors.
Everything, he had to find a quick solution and no one was harmed.
Back Adira stared at her female employees, “What you can find someone else to replace. Or you brought a change of clothes?”
This woman must maintain her golden opportunity, “I! I can find a change of clothes.”
“Alright, but fast,” this bespectacled woman knows very well her employees do not want to take off their jobs. Seen from his quick response run command.
“Good!” This woman is trying to move fast.
Now Adira has to follow up on this issue before the impact is even greater.
Mistakes are still mistakes and can no longer be repeated. He hopes this will be over with the woman finding a change of clothes quickly before outsiders join the meeting. So there is no need to enlarge this problem other than a small warning.
“You,” Adira stared at the OB man earlier.
Nanda knows he's in trouble. Plus it's only been five days he's been working here. He should not want to give up his job this time. He has to dare to face it.
Nanda's head bow doesn't make her voice shrink, “Iya, bu?”
“Jaga talk you in front of him. This is not a playground. Don't get anything like this..,” Adira pointed at that wet floor, “Repeated again.”
At first glance, Nanda's eyes caught Adira's innocent face without makeup. Nanda's eyes were instead preoccupied with loose-looking ribbon ties around the neck of Adira's pastel pink blouse.
Adira realizes the man is in ‘otherworld’, “Do you listen?”
“It. Ma'am. The ribbon was loose,” Nanda pointed towards the ribbon.
Adira and her secretary heard Nanda's words. Like digging his own grave, he dared not listen to the boss who was angry.
What kind of stupid thoughts are there in this guy's brain?
Upset still overcome by Adira, “Fokus.”
Nanda thought for a moment. He remembered what they should have discussed.
Raised his hand respectfully. A sweet smile that showed her bright face was wide. It was so bright that everyone who glanced at the commotion was fixated on seeing it.
“Ready, I will not repeat again,” replied kindly Nanda.
Adira did not expect such a response. Not knowing what kind of reception needs to be shown. But there is no time to talk about unprofessional behavior.
“We'll talk about it later. Wait for a call from me for this matter. Carefully next,” stepped away Adira passed Nanda with Daffa following.
Nanda's face turned sour, “Good ma'am..”.
Nanda still looked at Adira whom he did not know walking away from him. The focus was still misguided to Adira's powerful aura. His appearance with gray pegged pants and pink blouse looked attached to Nanda, for what reason.
Nanda is secretly approached by his comrades in arms.
This friend embraces Nanda who is still daydreaming, “How the hell, bro? Just got in already pissed off by Adira's mom. Hopefully just a warning.”
“Who?” Nanda was confused to hear the name.
Omar was stunned, “Bu Adira, who was your negur earlier. He is the same boss as the founder of Pancarona. You don't know?”
Nanda bulging, “He's a big boss?!”
Dumbfounded Nanda was busy daydreaming the figure of the woman. He did not think she was the great woman he had always heard of.