Waiting For Ring On Sweet Finger
Hot coffee

Akhmar is busy with documents that should be reported to superiors immediately. As a manager, he obviously had to check again the financial statements deposited by his subordinates before getting to the top.

The young man loosened the tie, tight. Deliberately leaving the windows wide open for air to enter. "I need coffee like that." The watch in Akhmar's hand showed at one noon thirty-five minutes. A great time to enjoy a cup of coffee. The man was about to stand up, but the knocking on the door stopped his activity. "Yes, come in." Back justifies the tie to keep it looking perfect.

It turns out that the one who entered was Safia who brought weekly financial statements as well as one cup of coffee. The woman moved closer to Akhmar's desk, stood there and said, "I have finished the report, sir." Leaving the report to Akhmar's desk. "Pak Akhmar can check it again to be sure."

Akhmar took the document, piled it on top of other documents. "good. Thanks for the hard work." The man had no intention of turning his head in the slightest or raising his head.

Safia gulps. Akhmar's cold attitude was definitely not the first thing, but it increased his temperature quite a bit. It's chilly. "It's hot coffee for Mr. Akhmar." This time Safia gave her the cup of coffee she bought a few minutes ago. "I don't know what you like. But, usually cappucino is much in demand." With a pounding heart Safia continued the sentence. Not because you're dealing with a loved one, but a known boss sucks. Be extra careful not to make mistakes.

Akhmar raised his head, glancing at Safia. "On what basis do you give me coffee?" Questions that certainly make Safia's heart work twice as fast. Coupled with the serious face of Akhmar who seemed to be introgating Safia. "Did you not eat breakfast today?"

Safia chest up and down. Do not get emotional until you make a mistake. His intentions are quite good. "I'm sorry, sir, I may not have any basis for doing this. Or even a strong reason, but not as a superior and subordinate this is a natural thing."

"studied?" Akhmar immediately brushed off.

Akhmar. Safia waited for the reaction of the man with those two thick eyebrows. Akhmar took a cup of coffee in front of him, looking around for a while. "Your reasons can be right, they can be wrong."

Both of Safia's eyes grew larger.

"Actually, this is common among workers. Wrong, others will misunderstand us." Akhmar looked at Safia again, this time with a different look. Not as usual. "Do you think my words are right or wrong?"

Safia dead fleas. The man had a thousand languages to conquer his opponent. Though Akhmar is a man who does not talk much, but deadly as well.

Akhmar holds a coffee cup. "But, for everything you do today, including the weekly report deadline that comes always on time. I say thank you." The corner of Akhmar's right lip was raised upward, smiling little.

It's a step view. Safia is difficult to breathe. Things that have never even been imagined before.

"For that, I'm glad you're out soon because maybe if we stay here too long, we'll be easy targets for gossipers." Akhmar's eyes glanced at the glass wall. It appears that some female employees are observing both. "I hope you close your ears as soon as you get out of this room. If you can, close your eyes." Akhmar smiled faintly again.