Two Traitors
S2. 30 Ira crying

Pov Farid's

In the days that followed, my closeness with Ira was increasingly intertwined.we often chatted with each other many things, especially Mr. Dali often invited us both to discuss together to discuss breakthroughs in marketing. until I learned that Ira wasn't as thick as I imagined. Ira is a carefree girl who is very connected when spoken to.

Just like that day, Ira and Ira were called to meet with Dali no matter what he was going to talk about, so called us both.

"What's up?" I asked the same Ira when walking to the Assistant Manager room.

"Lack of knowledge.., at least far from work problems," replied Ira.

"Yes too, but the feeling Why are we called so often?" I express my astonishment.

"Yes, maybe, because we are employees who compete from other employees, and maybe also, the company wants to make us as dairy cows," Ira replied who looks joking.

"Mother, realize there is no new project, So We are the first people offered to work on the project."

"Good, good bonus also goes into our salary. But you have to work overtime like a horse" Ira replied with a smile.

"Yes too!" my answer is always to get a bonus from the company, because my performance results are proud. But as I often got priority, making other employees very envious let alone people who know my background, who once betrayed Mr. Arfan, they still continue to insult me even if not directly.

Arriving in front of the Assistant Manager's room, Ira also began to knock on the door while greeting.

"Waalaikumsalam, comein.....!" dali's reply sounded from within.

The two of us stared at each other, then I pushed the door of the room slowly.Dali was sitting staring at me and Ira.

"Sister! Uh, you're calling us?" said Ira who somehow he always said wrong like that, always calling his boss with the name of brother.

Receiving such a greeting, Dali was only seen staring in annoyance at the girl standing beside me. yet she hid it by stumbling a thin smile on her lips.

"True, Please sit down....!" dali answered while stretching out his arms allowing us to sit down.

Before I sat down I and Ira were bearded to pay respects to our superiors, then Ira and Ira sat quietly while looking at the man who folded his hands in front of his face.

"Sorry what's wrong, Brother?, Uh, sir!" Ira was wrong again.

"You may consider me your brother outside the office, but if you have to be a professional in the office, you should call me father just like any employee in general," dali replied as if dismissing my prejudices.

"Sorry sir, I like to forget" said Ira who looks adorned her beautiful lips with a smile. Then he lowered his gaze as if embarrassed to face with his superior.

"I mean invite you here. because there is a project that we have to discuss, Sampdoria biscuit company They want to create a branch factory in Banten area. They want to hear what's the best offer for them, when the construction of the factory is what we handle." Said Dali who did not continue to dispute Ira's call to him.

"Oh so, what should we do?"

"I'm assigning the planning architect and other parts to design the construction. I will assign you both to present it. I'm sure you can handle this project" Dali said.

The tring! The tring! The tring!

"Can I lift it sir?" tanya Ira asked Dali for permission.

"I've said, if in the office it turns off the phone.what else we are in a meeting like now "

"Sorry Brother, this is the mother who calls" Ira said, showing her the phone screen.

"Yes already, pick up....!" answer Dali with Ketus.

Ira got up from her seat, and then she came out of the room, me and Dali just stared at each other, and the assistant manager shook his head as if he was not satisfied with what Ira was doing.

Brother!!!

There was a screaming sound from outside, making me and Dali quickly get up from the seat, then run towards the corridor. We both feel shocked to hear a cry like that. Arriving in the corridor Ira was sitting down, crying and calling her brother. her cellphone fell a little far from where it was, maybe it was thrown.

"What's up....! Why are you screaming?" dali asked by raising his tone of voice, Maybe he felt annoyed at being shocked

Getting a question from his superior, Ira did not answer. He just cried so hard, making other employees scatter to come, maybe they also feel shocked and curious. So that the corridor room became crowded.Seeing increasingly unfavorable conditions, Dali also lifted Ira's body and then took her back into his office. while I saw Ira's phone that fell. I quickly took it. then followed Dali who had gone inside.

But before entering the door of the Assistant Manager room was opened again, making me speechless. "you all go back to work...!" Do exclaims by raising the tone of voice, breaking up employees who are boisterous asking why Ira like that.

Getting orders from superiors who look serious.The employees who are crowding start to leave the place where Ira was screaming hysterically, while wondering each other to the other employees.

"Sorry Sir! I just want to hand over the mobile phone Bu Ira," I said as I reached out the phone I still hold.

"Come in, help me!" Pinta Dali ignored the phone I handed him and then he went back into the room followed by me. who was still filled with questions Why Ira could be like that.

Arriving in the room Seen Ira was still hesitant to cry, while continuing to mourn her brother.was asked why, she could not answer. seen such an incident, he could not answer, I took the water in the Assistant Manager's room with the initiative, then gave it to Ira. "drink first let you calm down!"

"Ira, why are you like a child, wearing a cry?" Said Dali who looked insensitive.

Getting a question from his superior like that, made Ira's eyes look puffy, staring intently at the man who asked. But even so he still brought the drinking bottle closer to his lips.

After a few affirmations, Ira seemed to calm down, only sobs were still heard.

"What's up," asked Dali with a slight softening of the tone of voice.

"Sister Ari Kak....! Brother Ari...! he's gone" Ira replied, then his body drooped limp, leaving us both staring at each other, clueless as to what was really happening.

The tring! trings! trings!

Ira's phone, which I still hold, sounded like it was ringing again, after I noticed that the person calling was called my mother's contact.

"His mother called again sir?"

"Please lift....! And ask what this is really!" Pinta Dali while confirming the position of Ira's body that was still lying, closed his thighs that were open. The beautiful girl was laid on the floor because there was no mattress or mattress like in the office rooms.