Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapter 3 - A Paper Sheet
Sifa blinked her eyes as she felt something stinging her nose.
“Fa, are you aware?” exclaims Lia while breathing out slowly.
Yes, Sifa had completely fainted at the sight of two handsome men appearing before her. Uh, not because it's ding. But because Sifa was surprised if what he hit with the bell and tied it up was the boss of the company owner who had contracted the services where he worked.
Sifa also sat her body slowly while holding her throbbing head.
“Ssttthhh ..” Sifa grimaced as she felt her head as if it were pierced by a needle.
“You don't papa Fa?” ask Lia worried.
“No papa kak, Just dizzy aja.”
Yes yes it is dizzy, Sifa incisions directly to the floor until a strong thumping sound, because his head was hit by the floor.
Duh, that's a real pain for sure.
“He's conscious?”
Lia and Sifa compactly turned their head towards the source of the sound.
“Truly two?” ask Lia.
Lia simply nodded her head as she swallowed her rough saliva. Earlier Lia had explained how Sifa could work alone to clean the room of Mr. Boss, it was because Lia who suddenly had a stomachache and had to immediately remove the poison from his body.
Abash did not dispute the incident, but Abash asked about the paper on the table. Of course Lia doesn't know, because it wasn't her who cleaned Abash's room.
“Su-already Sir.” Lia answered nervously.
Sifa sat down while bowing her head. Although he felt his head throb, Sifa would still hold him in honor of the boss.
“You all right?” ask Abash.
“I-Yes sir, I'm fine.” Sifa replied while lowering her face not daring to look towards Abash.
“Eng, that's sir. I'm sorry, I didn't know the father before, so I thought-“
“I thief?”
Sifa looked up and looked at Abash's face. Sifa nodded her head slowly and lowered her face again.
“Did you never see my face?”
Sifa shook her head again.
“I just work here, and I always get night shifts. As far as I am concerned, the boss of this company is not the father.”
“Then?”
Sifa looked at Abash's face, then she pointed at the large photo in the room. Photo of Mama Kesya and Papa Arka. Yes, Abash deliberately put up a photo of his parents to be an encouragement for him.
Abash nodded his head in understanding if all this was a misunderstanding. Abash salutes the courage of Sifa, who fought against the thief.
Uh, Abash indirectly admitted dong if he was a thief. Paswooh !!!
“Oh yes, you are the one with my desk?”
Sifa nodded her head again still by lowering her face.
“What are you moving the paper on the table?”
Sifa frowned. “Paper?”
“Ya, paper. The paper is very important to me.”
“I don't see any paper on dad's desk.”
“You mean?”
“At the time I cleaned my dad's desk, I didn't see any paper there. My father's desk found in a clean and neat state.”
“You sure?”
“Iya sir.”
“You sure you didn't see a piece of paper on my desk?”
“I am sure sir.” said Sifa by venturing to look at Abash's face.
Abash let out a heavy sigh, he squeaked his forehead which felt a little pain.
Sifa tried to recall the incident from the beginning he entered the room Abash, until he ended up unconscious.
As if mengingta something, Sifa got up from her seat which made Abash and Lia surprised. Abash and Lia also notice Sifa who is rummaging through the trash can.
“What is this you mean?” sifa asked while tidying up the paper that had been tangled because she had squeezed it into a ball.
“Iya, the. Where did you get it?”
“I got it on the floor. I think this is garbage.”
“Yes already, you can resume your work.” Tell Abash and take the paper from Sifa's hand.
Sifa and Lia continued their work. While Abash was already sitting on the bench of his greatness, there was work that he had to do thanks to Sifa who had squeezed the important paper. Abash had to copy it again, it was impossible for Abash to give the smelly, dirty, crumpled paper to a client.
“You all right Sifa? Does your head hurt?” abash asked suddenly who saw Sifa holding her head.
“Iya sir, I'm fine. Only this my head feels lumpy.”
“Benjol?”
“Iya sir.”
“Kalo is sick, you can go home.”
“No sir, no pain. Just a little pain.”
“Yes already, you just go home if it hurts.”
“Aduh sir, I'm not sick. My head is just a bump and a little bit of pain. So calm, I am not papa. You don't have to worry.”
“Pede really you? I'm not worried about you. I'm worried about my company whose name could be damaged because it has hired sick people.”
“Loh sir, I'm not sick. Really deh. Look, I am still strong. Don't fire me yeah.”
Abash felt his head slightly dizzy hearing Sifa's voice chirp. The other Abash asked, the other he answered. Huh, oh, what a waste of time taking care of people like that.
Abash is again focused on his work. Fifteen minutes later, Abash turned to Sifa. This time because the girl said goodbye to him along with his friend.
“Pak, we excuse you first yes.”
“Hmm,”
Sifa and Lia came out of Abash's room.
“Sorry, brother, because I'm a big brother so late to go home.”
“No papa, but brother is worried about you. You really don't papa come home at night riding a bike?”
“God willing not papa kak.”
“You brother interracial?”
“Do not make a brother, the direction of me is the same brother is different, anyways if brother interracial me, how my bike? Tomorrow I have to go to campus early in the morning.”
“Hmm, whatever you do.”
After changing their clothes, Sifa and Lia came out of the special cleaning service room.
“You sure you don't want an older brother?” tawar Lia's.
“Yakin brother.”
“ya already so, you are careful yes on the road.”
“Iya brother, sister also.”
“Kakak first ya Sifa.”
Sifa waved her hand to Lia, she started riding her bike after putting her bag in the basket in front of her bike handlebars. Sifa also began to pedal his bicycle from the IT office perkarangan where his place to scavenge sustenance this month and a few months later.
*
Abash had just finished his job, and Abash took his car keys and the ponel and walked out of his room.
The security guard immediately bent his body when he saw that Abash had come out.
“Nih, to buy coffee is the same snack, just make the stomach odd when it rains gini.” Abash gave one hundred thousand to one of the guards.
“Thank You Mr. Boss.”Answer the four guards compactly.
Abash started driving his car at a slow pace splitting the heavy rain. Abash frowned when he saw a woman he knew was taking shelter under a closed shop.
“That's right?”
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