The End of the Betrayal
Attention from Boss

"Tia this is the last well I replace your work, I will not change your work tomorrow, feel my guts test if working in the room Mr. Gala. Not if Mr. Gala asks you, I'm confused he replied," protested the Mission, when I asked for another trade.

"Yes Mis, I'm again coming months, really sick to my stomach. Maybe because I've been stressed lately so sick. Where last night I lack sleep if I have to work upstairs can not, I promise this is the last time," I reply, and indeed what was said by me was true. As a result of recent stress hit, the first day came month perus very sick. Though yesterday we made a promise that today I returned to work upstairs, but the universe did not seem to be meridhoi until last night I came to the moon, and this time the pain was incredible.

Seconds continue to roll until without feeling the hour of rest arrived. I who really feel pain also prefer to rest in the pantry with a head lying on the table, with folded arms.

"His stomach still hurts?" mission asked, well even though I did not see who came, but from his voice I was very familiar, if the person asked was my spirit.

I nodded with my head still buried, between the folds of my hands.

"If it still hurts to go home," replied the Mission again, but I ignored, anyways I think the work is only three hours away it feels free if permission.

"Prepare your things, I'll take you home." This time it was a familiar voice, and it had been four days that I had avoided.

I raised my head and looked at the Mission which I saw that Mr. Gala was in front of me, and the Mission beside me was standing.

"Sir Gala why come here?" I was surprised dong, the big boss of the time to the headquarters of OG and OB.

"Your mission word is again a stomachache, hunt down your belongings. I'll drive you home" said Mr. Gala, remaining relaxed. I looked at Mission sharply, which I knew was as if Mission was also afraid that I would get angry, yes I was angry. Because I told Mission not to tell him I was sick. This even says as a result of Mr. Gala nyamperin me, the more can not avoid my dong.

"Oh, no need sir, this is just an ordinary stomach pain really, if it comes the first month of the day is like this, and it's natural. Even Missions and Tulips or even others feel it all," my reply who still kekeh wants to keep working.

"Will you work?" ask Mr. Gala this time with a tone that looks very serious.

"You Sir," answered me who already knew that Mr. Gala did not like it if I denied it.

"If you pack your things, I'll take you home today you're home early!"

Again, I can't dwell anymore, especially when Tulip from behind Mr. Gala gave a code so that I conform to what Mr. Gala said. Yes, the reason is if I do not obey Mr. Gala urgently, and it could have really mocked me.

Even I was protested yesterday by Mision and Tulip. He said Mr. Gala since I asked for a workplace change, Mr. Gala was often angry for no reason. So that others also hope that I again decide to work on the upper floor, all for the common good, so that the mood of Mr. Gala is no longer upset.

"Can not if the boss who told it directly yes, it feels good. Don't argue too much." Mr. Gala asked me to follow him because I wanted to be escorted home.

Again, I actually became less comfortable with Mr. Gala's treatment.

"Sir, it will be delivered to the front of the contract. Tia doesn't want any trouble" I said honestly.

"Who's causing the trouble?" ask Mr. Gala when we get in the car.

"Fear, we can not resist the talk of people, and the way not to be motivated to keep the attitude."

"Is this the reason you want to move to another part of the job, don't want to be upstairs anymore?" As per my guess that Mr. Gala must have thought there, without Mr. Gala knowing that I was trying desperately not close roots with him, but it feels like my efforts will be in vain because in fact I was pulled again to be close and connected again with Mr. Gala.

"Not sir, Tia just felt that the work above was too tired. Tia's body has been jubilant lately," I said, of course that's the reason. It was clear that I wanted to avoid Mr. Gala, because I did not want my heart to expect more, and ended in heartbreak.

"When we go to the hospital. You should check." Mr. Gala also missed the alley that was supposed to go to my contract. I was immediately confused again.

"No need, Tia is just a soy sauce. We go home, Dad. Rest must also be healed," I said again, this time with a pleading voice.

"Tia. All I do for you." Mr. Gala's voice was very soft and impressed not to be denied again.

If Mr. Gala had said that, and with a very soft tone I could not protest anymore. In addition to being submissive, and hoping for no more gossip.

Although it felt impossible, maybe from so many employees, only I was sick came months escorted home by a big boss, where delivered to the hospital anyway.

Is this a disaster or a blessing?

Seriate...