Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 114 - Overtime
Amel and Sifa also walked towards the cafeteria, they would fill their stomachs with food that was there, because when out of the office, Sifa had not put a little food into her stomach.
"You're going back to the office again?" ask Amel.
"Yes, there is work to be done" said Sifa by putting a hodgepodge in her mouth.
"I'll take you to the office" said Amel.
"Eh, no need. There I even have to take care of you," said Sifa unhappily.
"No papa. I'll wait for you too, until you get home from work" said Amel with a smile, which made Sifa choke on her food.
Uhuk .... Uhuk ... Uhuk ...
Amle swiftly gave drinking water to his friend to relieve his cough.
"You're not papa, are you?" amel said with worry.
"Hmm, yeah. I'm not papa," Sifa replied after feeling a slight relief in her throat, although the spicy and hot taste was still felt in her throat.
"Alright, it's been decided that I'll take you to the office and wait for you to get home from work. I will also take you home" said the Princess with a smile.
"Tap-but----,"
"Gts ... There is no but, my decision is round, should not be disturbed," said Amel with a serious face, then he laughed.
"Hmm, how good are you, as well," Sifa replied resignedly.
After she finished eating, Amel drove Sifa back to the office, where the girl was doing her internship.
"Thank you, Mel" said Sifa and got out of the car.
"Yes, you're welcome."
Sifa waved her hand as Amel's car began to leave her.
"Hmm, how can I avoid Amel later? Can't I tell you where my new home is?" lirih Sifa and walked into the office.
"Sifa," call Bimo.
Sifa turned to the source of the voice. "Bimo Mas?"
"You just arrived?" asked Bimo who was already standing near Sifa.
"Where are you going?" ask Sifa.
"Oh, want a photocopy of this file," said Bimo while pointing at a sheet of paper in his hand.
"Oh, yes. If so Sifa entered first yes," said Sifa and rushed into the elevator that had just opened.
"Yes, be careful Sifa," said Bimo by staring at the departure of the girl who attracted him.
The clock has shown at five in the afternoon, the time for all employees to go home each.
"Sifa," called Didi who had just arrived at the room where Sifa was.
"Yes, Sir?" answer Sifa and stand up straight.
"You prepare all your equipment now, then come to Mr. Abash's room" Didi said, leaving the room.
"Well, Sifa. Looks like you will be made a permanent employee if you continue to be close to the boss," kekeh Uli, Sifa's roommate.
"Sister Uli can do it," said Sifa with a faint smile.
Sifa also cleaned up all her work equipment and put her phone in a bag. He walked away from his cubicle and did not forget to smile at all the seniors in the room.
"I swear, I don't like it very much with him," said one woman slowly.
Didi who saw Sifa's presence immediately opened the door of the boss' room and let the girl enter first before herself.
"Boss, Sifa is here" Didi told Arash.
"Hmm, yeah. Give the file to him" Abash said without turning to Sifa and Didi.
Didi also allowed sifa to sit in a chair opposite Abash, more precisely at the man's desk. Didi also opened the laptop and displayed a black screen that was filled with coodings.
"Can you connect this connection to me?" ask Didi.
"As it was then, sir?" ask Sifa.
"Yes, later I will send the file if akita is connected."
"Well," said Sifa and began to play the girl's finger on the keybord.
Didi also walked to his own desk near the boss's desk, they focused on their work without a word coming out of their mouths. Only a typing sound was heard on the keybord that filled the room.
In the company parking lot, Amel had been waiting for Sifa's presence out of his office, but the girl had not been seen the trunk of his nose. A lot of employees came out of the building.
"Where is she?" lirih Amel quietly and kept glancing towards his watch.
"Did I just call you back?" said the girl and grabbed her expensive phone.
Amel has decided, from now on he will no longer cover who he really is. She would show everyone, if she was a daughter of a man named Robert. Entrepreneurs who have long cooperated with Moza company.
Elsewhere, Abash turned to Sifa who was focused on staring at the laptop screen in front of him. Didi had also turned to Sifa, because from then on the girl's phone kept ringing, while the master did not notice.
"Sifa" called Abash, but the girl ignored him.
Abash knocks on the table to get Sifa's attention, and the experiment is successful.
"Yes?" sifa said, looking at Abash's face.
"Your phone reads, can you turn it off first? Or you can lift it outside. His voice was very noisy and disturbed my concentration" Abash said with a sharp and refocused focus on his computer.
"I'm sorry, sir," Sifa regretted and hurried to reach for her phone that was in the nature of the bag, where her bag she had placed on the floor.
Sifa wanted to shift the red button when her phone rang again, but when she saw the name ID listed there, she stopped her intention.
"Emm, excuse me, sir," Sifa's great-grandson and rushed out of Abash's room.
Abash sees Sifa from the corner of his eye, and the man refocuses on his computer.
Outside Abash's room, Sifa swiped the green button and answered a call from Amel.
"Assalamualaikum, Mel, I'm so sorry. I can't go home with you. Sorry, I just tell you now, because the boss told me to overtime with him," said Sifa quickly and honestly.
"Moskalamic. Overtime?" ask Amel. "With which boss? Mr Abash?" guess Amel.
"Yes, when I wanted to go home, I was told to help him design his work. Sorry yes," said Sifa regretfully.
"Hmm, no papa. Want me to wait?" tawar Amel's.
"Eh?"