Triplets' Last Mission.
Chen Women?
In China, Puspa was forced to work under Chen's company as an office girl. By putting on a jutek face, Puspa looks unacceptable if she becomes an office girl.
"Huh,"
"Why am I being like this? If only, my debit card wasn't blocked. Aisyah will definitely help me go home," Puspa lamented as he looked at himself in the mirror.
"Once you go, just give it up. Bismillah! Salary a month, enough to buy a ticket home," he murmured.
Just as he was about to make his move, he accidentally bumped into Fei who had just entered Chen's room. Making the hot coffee Fei brought for Chen spilled over Puspa's hand.
"Aw, hot," said Puspa, shaking his hand.
Fei rolled his eyeballs. He seemed to dislike Puspa who was always with Chen when he was present.
"Miss, the medicine box is in the kitchen. All bring the cup, you spill it" Fei said cynically.
Puspa continued to flick his hand while blowing it. The coffee was still very hot because Fei poured boiling water into the coffee.
"Miss, this is just a cup of coffee. Not even hot when I pour water, not like this. Or later, Mr. Chen will think differently of me!" cetus Fei's.
"You deliberately approached Sir. I didn't expect, if you were ******!" fei cried inwardly.
Puspa said nothing because he felt that there was no point in answering Fei. Puspa felt that this Fei did not like him. "What's with this Sister Fei, huh? At first he welcomed me well. But now …,"
"Hey, can't you stand up? Such small wounds should not be spoiled. It won't be useful, or you'll be fired from here. Stand up!" jolt Fei.
It just so happened that Chen came in. Seeing Puspa squabbling on the floor like that upset Chen. Roughly, Chen pulled Puspa's arm and snapped at him. "Are you crazy?"
"Heh, it turns out that***** this is just your toy. Just like the cheap lady who always comes to her!" with a cynical smile, Fei guessed that Chen was just playing Puspa.
"Are you crazy to be on the floor like that, huh?" chen is upset.
"I bought you expensive clothes, gave you light work, but you can still be bullied like this?"
A few minutes ago, there was one of the employees who saw Fei scolding Puspa. Then, complain to Chen who just came out of his meeting.
"Fei, I'm asking you to keep an eye on Puspa instead of overseeing because he's a new employee. I asked you to keep an eye on him because he's my guy, okay?" firmly Chen.
"Miss says, she doesn't need me, sir. Even he had just been indignant indistinctly when I was about to help him and spill the coffee I brought," Fei started to stand up.
Chen asked the receptionist to call the female doctor into her room right then and there. Then, ask Fei to clean the cup and the coffee stain that was on the floor.
"Listen to me, if it opens up because Assistant Dishi is in America and your parents are my father's, I won't hesitate to kick you out of my sight" Chen snapped.
"Go and never bother my woman again, understand!" he firmly snapped a little so that Fei would not dare to treat Puspa badly anymore.
"Understand, sir," replied Puspa lowering his head.
"Get out!" expel Chen.
Puspa did not understand what Chen and Fei were saying. But he knew and could guess from the look on Chen's face that was scolding Fei for the reason of the hot coffee that made his hands blister.
"Master Chen looks so emotional. Is Master angry that my hand blistered because of Fei? Is he the same as I was thinking?" puspa murmured in the heart.
"Astaghfirullah. Puspa, why do you think that far, anyway? Where might Mr. Chen be as you think. He can't possibly like you this simple one" he added, waking himself from a dream in his room.
"But, Mister. This meeting has been scheduled for two months. How could you ti-"
"Will you or me? If you are unable to become my personal assistant, you can resign from this company. To be honest I regret also sending Assistant Dishi overseas," Chen explained casually.
"No, I'll handle everything, sir. Excuse me, I resigned first."
Fei left the room. Puspa was still grimacing in pain. His hands are blistered. "If you want to cry, cry. There is no one else here," tell Chen to glance towards Puspa.
"I'm not whiny, but it's too hot and it starts to sting. It seems that today I cannot continue my work, Sir," puspa lamented with a sad look on his face.
"As far as you. Just trouble! I'm lazy to wait for you, you better sit there and wait for the doctor to come" Chen said back to his desk.
Shortly after, the doctor Chen had asked for had arrived. Immediately told him to check the state of Puspa's hand. During several examinations, Chen's gaze did not turn away from Puspa. Really looks worried about the 21-year-old hadith that has started to look funny.
"What did the doctor say?" tanyakanya.
" .... "
"Hey, why shut up? Don't you speak English? Didn't the doctor say everything in the language you know, did he?"
"Puspa! Whoo!"
Chen's clashing made Puspa a little upset. He got up from the sofa and stood by the door. Wanted to say that Fei had spoken harshly to her. However, he did not want to make Fei and himself troubled in the future.
"Puspa!"
"You are this ... What was? Didn't I not touch you either? Why do you keep avoiding?" chen asked, starting to get emotional.
"Puspa!"
After a few snaps, Puspa finally made a sound as well. "Master, can't you lend me a little money to go back to Jogja? I promise to pay off that debt later" he asked.
Hengs!
Silence enveloped the atmosphere of the work space was very President Director. Making Puspa even more certain that Chen really did not want to help him.
"I'll take you home!" exclaiming Chen pulled Puspa's arm.
"To Jogja?" that question Puspa blurted out with a smile.
Chen's gaze was so sharp, making Puspa's heart pound so fast. The taste that had never been natural made him uncomfortable.
"To the Mansion" Chen replied.
"No!" reject Puspa. "I'd like to go back to Chicago, sir. Please help me, saha beg-" even Puspa to unite his two hands pleading with Chen.
Fed up with Puspa's request, without Puspa's permission, Chen cradled Puspa and took him out of his study. They headed for the private elevator, then Chen according to Puspa there because Puspa continued to thrash.
Plaque!
A hard slap landed on Chen's cheek leaving a red mark, the aesthetic signature of Puspa.