Trapped With The Jelita
Oh New OB?

It's the second day that Ralen should really have completed his task before tomorrow the 9th floor will begin to be occupied.

"Len," the call from the person who had just entered the room that Ralen was cleaning made him stop.

"Yes Bu Dita," he said as soon as he found the figure of the supervisor had stepped through the door.

"Leave this room?" ask him with eyes that examine the work of his men.

"The same pantry, just keep grumbling the glass once again."

"There's still a lot of it, Mah" Dita joked.

"Lumayan, hehe," Ralen nodded with a chuckle.

"It's 5 o'clock past the tablets" said Bu Dita showing a watch that decorated his wrist.

"It's okay Mom, at least overtime until it's done," answered Ralen lightly did not show a doubtful expression because he had to work overtime to complete his task.

"No one can help you?"

"Jeez Ma'am, from yesterday Ralen also said it was okay, Ralen could alone just overtime doang what was difficult, besides Ralen's responsibility as well right," said Ralen.

Ralen was a little upset with his supervisor who since yesterday kept saying the same thing, even though he had said it was okay even though no one could help, he said, but the supervisor with two children was very worried or maybe even doubted his work?

"Yes, yes, yes" said the woman wearing a shirt and skirt under her knees.

"Tomorrow you will not work alone here, so it is not too tired," added Bu Dita.

Ralen's eyes sparkled with pleasure.

Aye! rather than continue to fuss because no one could help him clean up this 9th floor, the notification of someone accompanying him to work on the 9th floor actually sounded more pleasant to him, he said, because that means he has a conversation partner also tells stories.

Ah Ralen could not wait to get acquainted with that person.

"The new kid is also like Ralen what's been a long time, ma'am?" ask Ralen.

"The new BOB so later you do not need to bother drinking for the boss's child or his guest," said Bu Dita as he moved to scan one door in the room.

"What place is it?" the question as his hand moved touching the handle was about to open the wooden door with a carving in front of him.

"Mum's resting room" Ralen explained because he had previously entered the room and cleaned it, there was indeed a Quinn-sized bed and toilet in it, of course with such furniture it is clear it is a place to lay down the body or rest, right?

"Wider yes, than the room of the owner of the company," Bu Dita cerocos who often enter the room of the CEO of the company when it comes to discussing the workers under his auspices.

"Usually a child will get more facilities than his father, Bu," said Ralen spread his shoulders, "which Ralen often heard anyway," he added.

"Yes yes people later also this company will fall to his son too, after all his son also had lived abroad Len, Len, but yes the name of the parents would want to be close to their children so yes it is directly forced tuh child to go home and take care of the company, so that is, besides I'm confused wong his rich father is still working in people's place, if I'm happy I enjoy the wealth of my parents, just lying at home money ngalir continue," kelakar Bu Dita imagined what if he was the son of a rich man.

"Kok Bu Dita knows?" ralen asked to hear the story that Bu was told.

"Yah Len, WhatsApp group office what the hell they do not know and talk about, until the clock KW in use with Pak Egi aja in the discussion," seloroh Bu Dita recalls the discussion about the KW watch used by one of the senior staff at the company.

"Wah so the group always presents up to date news, ma'am, hihi," Ralen giggled as his hand again wiped the table.

"Well, for gossip is always up to date, but if the matter of payday on diem-only, the problem is not to change the tract, on cheating the children," sulek Bu Dita remembers the behavior of fellow workers in the company.

When you do not have the money to shout for the transaction, now it's the turn to payday on megem all even pleasantries are not.

Ralen smiled at the complaints of the supervisor who had returned out of the room with a shady interior as if it was prepared so that anyone who was in it could be comfortable then rest and unconsciously close eye.

"Why are we gossiping about Len?" confused by Bu Dita.

"Where does Ralen know Mom, is the mother of the story yes Ralen dreadin," said Ralen not to blame.

*****

"Where are you going? is it tonight?" cecar the mother followed her son who had held his favorite helmet.

"Later to rain."

It was always the rain that was the woman's mainstay to stop her son from leaving.

"Sunny Mom, bright, look beyond the same stars of the moon again on the fashion show," replied Ipul origin.

Riska shook her head with an answer coming out of the child's mouth.

"Yes not long ago but," he said finally gave up.

I don't know he always felt worried when his son was out the night with the weather is sometimes erratic, and, a little excessive is just an Ipul whose only child is really the place to pour out love with all the soul.

"Yes," said Ipul while pushing his motorbike which was heated this afternoon he even checked his condition because he had not used it for too long.

The pulse spurs its vehicle through the night streets illuminated by the moon and stars, two beautiful celestial objects that will always decorate the darkness of the night when the rain does not fall.

The roar of the motorcycle that was so heard slowly his voice shrank and disappeared when now it was in one of the tall buildings in the center of Jakarta.

A security came closer as soon as he saw someone coming.

Ipul opened the helmet and then without further ado gave it to the security who fortunately already knew him because before deciding to stay in England, Ipul did come to visit the office of the Papa.

Actually, he had held a subsidiary company owned by his father who was in South Jakarta.

The office that also became his memories while in a relationship with Hanna, the office bears witness to how sincere Hanna is with her as she always happily takes the time to deliver lunch for him in the midst of his busy life.

Maybe that is what makes Ipul reluctant to return to handle his Papa company in South Jakarta, he does not want to remember anything more about the woman he has disappointed and is already happy with his family.

"There's still people?" ask Ipul without seeing the security with the name Dariludin.

"There's still a janitor young master" said the man politely.

"The janitor's yes." Ipul said quietly with one hand playing the key of the motor.

"I go in then, want to see my room is ready to be occupied or not tomorrow," said Ipul finally threw the key to the security that must move quickly to catch him.

Ralen was humming singing the song and so lived it even though sometimes the lyrics he said were a lot wrong.

"Where will the work be completed quickly if the work while singing!"

Holy hooch!

The deg!

Ralen's heart almost jumped from where he heard a voice that suddenly sounded behind him.

"Astaghfiullah!" ralen exclaimed twisting his body and his two eyes also widened perfectly even beyond capacity.

"Lo?! what's going on here?" ralen asked panicked and confused to see the face of the man who was smiling mockingly.

"Gue wants to see my workplace!" ihut.

"Oh so Lo is the new OB."

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