The Heart of Old Menjakaka
190. All my life I've been willing
"Tian, what's wrong with you, anyway? How did you smile and smile yourself? Your kasmaran again?" guess Nissa. But his words invited a heart of flowers.
"Does my face look like it's a kasmaran?" Tian turned around to ask.
"Yes, let alone her cheeks, red-red, '" he pointed. Tian immediately cupped his two cheeks, the faster his heart beat.
"I'm no longer kasmaran kok," refuted Tian. "Eemm ... So how? Can I work as your manager?"
"Maybe, but what's your job? I'm not looking for a manager for a day or two, Ti. If you play around, you don't have to."
"I'm serious!" exclamation Tian. "I want to be a manager at your restaurant, not even forever. About my work in the office .. I'm actually tired of being CEO. I'm looking for a new experience." It was impossible for Tian to be honest, it was a shame. Later Nissa can ilfil if she knows she kere.
"You can get bored being CEO. Later become a manager can also get bored dong, the same means. Not seriously."
Tian shook his head quickly. "No, Nis. It's diff. I promise to be your manager for a long time. All my life I've been willing."
"Ish, even fight you." Nissa clucking.
"No, I'm serious. May, yes, I become your manager," Tian pleaded with him. "You don't have to think about my office, there's a new CEO replacing me. So I can focus on working here."
Nissa pensively thought about what the man said. But it is not wrong to accept, even if you refuse not tasty too. However Tian was his friend even though he was not very close.
"Yes, you can be my manager. But a week of observation, yes, I want to see the quality of your work. Yes even though we are friends .. I hope we work professionally," explained Nissa with a pretty firm remark.
Tian immediately gave a smile with sparkling eyes, it was a pleasure. And by reflex his hand stuck out onto the table, then touched the back of Nissa's hand that was there. It felt so soft that hand.
"Thank you, Nis. I'll try to work well and not let you down."
"Together." Nissa smiled sweetly.
"Can I go to work today? Or do you have your cover letter tomorrow?"
"Now also may, about the job application so that tomorrow you take it. Now spend the coffee first, then you go to the manager's room."
Tian immediately grabbed the cup that contained the vanilla latte, then immediately he sank it to the toilet. I can't wait to work with Nissa.
'Surely he will teach me, right? Surely our bodies are getting closer and I can look closer at it, inner Tian.
"Not that hot, until it's spent in a hurry?" asked Nissa which made Tian aghast from his seat.
"I'm serious, Nis. I'll work well" he replied, sounding original.
"I asked if you answered what. How are you here so you're a lot of mind anyway?" Nissa's forehead flinched, staring at Tian's weird.
"The name of the living, Nis. Many thoughts are natural. Aye, right?"
"Yes, anyway. Yes, come on." Nissa stood up and tipped her bag. He also put his feet.
Tian quickly caught up with him, then watched the woman from behind. His body is slim but his buttocks are crazy. Yes although not as cool as Fira who has a body like a Spanish guitar—but Nissa looks much more graceful.
'I wonder why she got divorced from her husband? Nissa's a perfect woman, ' Inner Tian.
Ceklek~
Nissa opened a door to the room, which was next to her private room. Then get in there. Tian immediately followed and looked around.
The room was smaller than the CEO's room, but larger than the room as a regular employee in the office.
"Please understand that the room is not as large as your office room, Tian," said Nissa who seemed to know about what the man was thinking. "But I hope you're comfortable."
"No problem. I think it's enough, the room's nice and fragrant." Tian smiled then sat down on the swivel chair. That'll be his office chair.
Next to the chairs and workbench, there was a long sofa and another table.
Nissa stood beside Tian who was sitting down, then opened the folded laptop and typed out her keyboard.
"The job of being a manager is a lot, Tian. So I hope you're serious."
"What about?" tian asked as he rolled his eyes, stealing the chance to be able to notice the woman's face closer beside him. Tian also sniffed the scent of vanilla on Nissa's body, whether it was scented oil or body lotion. But he obviously likes the smell.
'Such a fragrance for Nissa, a shower a day how many times does she think?' inner Tian.
"Recruiting and managing employees effectively, overseeing operations, handling customer complaints, and making financial statements" Nissa explained. "Another important aspect of a restaurant manager's job is to ensure health and safety regulations as well as managing inventory." Nissa explained that while opening some documents on the laptop, she also told some of the menus in the restaurant.
"Oh yes, you should also always check the food and drinks on the table. And watch the consumer. Customer satisfaction was number one," added Nissa then turned to Tian's face which had since noticed him without blinking. Their eyes met for a moment, but Nissa immediately rounded her eyes as she saw Tian's saliva dripping from her gaping lips.
"But, you slobber, Ti! Until everything!" peekkik Nissa while keeping her body away from the man. At the corner of his lips lifted and looked at the disgust of his friend who was currently reviewing his lips.
"Sorry, sorry, Nis. Not a slovenly intent," Tian said with a red face. He lowered his eyes in his own shame.
"Wash your face first, and then we continue again!" tell Nissa who looks angry.
Tian immediately got up from his seat, then looked at Nissa with a bad feeling. "Sorry Nis, I'll wash my face and come back soon." With Tian's quick steps out and there, Nissa who saw him could only heavily waste her breath.
'From the very beginning I felt Tian was strange. He seems to have a lot of problems, but he also did not connect. Can he be a good manager for me?' inner Nissa hesitated.
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In the toilet.
"Ah s*lan! Why use all the screeching events! So ilfil is the Nissanya!" as if Tian was in front of the sink mirror, washing his face many times. Slowly he threw out his breath, then rubbed his chest that continued to pound. "It's also the heart, why is it pounding so much from earlier? Can it be done anyway?!" angry jolt. "Just like ABG! Not ashamed of what age!"
...Lha, Om. If that heart stops the sign you koit. How to 🤣...