The Ex
3. Move parts

The atmosphere of the dukcapil office today is really crowded. Very crowded even, until the taste - it feels the market can also - can lose if pitted. In the parking lot, the motorbike is full and neatly lined as well as the cars parked up to the side parking yard of the building. It's still very early in the morning. It's 7 in the morning. And the new service will open at 8 a.m.

But this atmosphere always happens on Mondays. But why for Siska who has worked here for 5 years is still not familiar with this atmosphere. What's more since he was transferred to the ministry. It feels like the crowd of visitors is the heaviest thing in his life.

"Hey!!! usually a face. No need to dramatize, pay attention to the surroundings that are already filled with a sea of people, who are ready to pounce and beg for help to the soldiers in the front." Raya put her hand on Siska's shoulder, her tone sounded tempting like reading a poem.

"Yes!! I'm the same as you!." Siska patted Raya's hand to immediately remove her embrace. Not to forget also the eye that is pinching is also shown.

"Hahaha, it is still the morning of the beautiful Siska, guarded by her heart. Don't go on raging - keep on raging."

How not to be stressed in the morning. If it wasn't for Raya, Siska wouldn't have moved. On Friday, during the meeting, Raya arrived - a proposal arrived at pak kadin (Head of Office ) about employees who are beautiful and also handsome to sit in the service chair. The, refreshment! service improvements! to make the people satisfied!. Hmh!. For this time, Siska really felt sorry for being born into a beautiful human being.

"Obviously, don't go so hard on his face. Just yesterday I was working here, but it's been more than 5 years."

"You're satisfied starting today, have you made my days bleak?" Look at Siska, and her words sound furious.

"Hahaha, sorry, yesterday I forgot that I have a beautiful friend, which I wanted my friend yesterday just like to be angry - angry. And not pretty in my eyes." Raya defended herself while being taunted back.

"Iissshhhh!!! there you do not deket - deket, I do not have, yes .. temen kayak lo!." Siska stomped her feet violently, leaving Raya who was still laughing, satisfied to tease her.

"Hahaha, it's a goiter. Still early in the morning Sis, do not jutek - jutek. What else is this Monday know! you have to be excited, okay?." said Raya running small trying to balance her steps with Siska's steps that have stepped first.

Because it is still morning. And do not want to lose the moment with the friend to just chat or flirt. Raya follows Siska to the service desk, where this service is now the location of his desk.

"Take the positive side, here you can meet a lot of people. Who knows if you can meet other handsome princes. 'You can be quite refreshing."

"Lo had not seen, how were the visitors in the parking lot? average father - father of mother - mother, O highway!." snorted Siska once again.

"Yes, not all, there is still brondong - brondong who just made KTP. They can still be looked at. From me, you can only meet Bu Lastri, Miss Siti and Mr. Sasyo." lamented Raya, who actually also does not reg with his current part. Yesterday he also moved parts.

"Curtain! lo mending, can still escape, right? Or you can still hear music using a headset, you can still eat - eat at work casually, you can still joke, play hp, can relax - relax if tired. Lah me? I can't, when I'm fully just for service, let's not eat the same hold hp, rest just have to change!." siska chirps whose face is getting sour. His best friend was complaining. The part is better than the part.

"Yes, yeah, yeah, my part is better. But being here means that everyone thinks you are beautiful. As for me, it is only Krishna who thinks I am beautiful. Hicks!."

This time, Raya's speech was true. Siska has a beautiful face. Beautiful, beautiful in the artist class. Her skin was pure white, her posture was tall and slender. And everyone admits it.

"Udah, there you go back to your place, soon the service will be opened." Remove Siska after the two had a long conversation so that it leaves less than 3 minutes before the service begins.

"Okay, what time's the break? eat soto yeah, at Bu Er."

"That's my WA, doain can take a break in time."

The sound of the service queue has begun to decorate the room at exactly 8 am. With the help of Mr. Ismail, the security guard. They employees start their work in order to queue orderly. One by one, visitors began to be served with friendly by their employees. They help the visitors to solve the problem of population.

"Well, why are you here? Lo eyes - my matain? do you know where you'd come from if I worked here?"

There was no wind, there was no rain, and Siska saw Zidan standing in front of her with a smile again.

"Eh, why are you sitting there! get in line, don't fuck!."

But, with ease Zidan instead sat on the sofa in front of the table Siska.

"My queue is too late, yes!." Zidan placed a small piece of paper with his queue number on the table. And just then, there was also a father - a father who approached both because Siska had already called his number.

"Lo, ma'am, shouldn't this be my time?." Tuh, right? I'm protesting, right?.

"Sorry sir, but my queue first, I was called still ketoilet. So go forward now, if you don't believe you ask the security guard in front of it." Zidan answered and showed me a small sheet of paper his queue number, which was his first number. It has to be that, it has to solve the problems it has done.

"Father, wait for a while, soon after this father, you can go straight forward again" said Siska, seramah perhaps so as not to offend the fathers.

"Oh, yeah that's it." He moved and returned to the waiting chair.

"Mr? how do you call me father anyway?" Zidan protest.

"Lo, what are you doing here? don't let you come just to play, yeah!" Siska did not pierce Zidan's question earlier, she instead looked at the man before her with a suspicious look.

"Jeez my dear Sisk, my own girlfriend's welcome time is so?."

"Boyfriend, girlfriend, nutmeg boyfriend!!."

"Beck!! you're very rude if I'm the same, haven't been kapok lo, you've I bit?"

Oh My God, this guy. I really want to be slapped like that. His mouth is lo, very slippery by the way.

"Well, don't be stale and long, what are you doing here? if it's not important I want to tell you to come here!. I'm working so please don't bother!."

"Ckl! still not impatient!."

"Will he say, why did you come here?"

"Gue, want to take care of the divorce certificate, will you?"