WHEN LOVE IS TESTED
New employees part 3

"Anjani, I'm sorry to call you because it's not for work" the director said after I sat down before him.

"Yes, what's wrong, sir? can I help you?" I tried to calm myself down, honestly for the first time I entered this room, so cold and stiff.

"Anjani, you know Anwarkan? ob's new in our office" the director asked me fixedly.

"Why sir??" I asked the director.

"Anwar is the third child of the company's musician, I got a message from the owner of this company, so that it can persuade Anwar to go home, without having to be forced, he said, or leave the trauma of having to be dragged to go home" explained the director.

"Yes sir, then why did you call me?" I was surprised by the director who arrived calling me.

"Anjani, Anwar actually has a psychological disorder, which I myself do not understand, and maybe only his family and god only know, because all this time Anwar was impressed in hiding, that's why not many people know him." explained the director.

"What does this have to do with my father calling me??" I'm really not a person who likes to talk bad. I don't want to know more about anyone's life problems, including Anwar the subsidiary's owner.

"I saw, these few days, that you were the one who said you could get close to Anwar the most, and faced all his weirdness patiently, he said, I hope you can help me persuade Anwar to go home" the director explained

"Emh .. That's it sir" I'm still weighing the director's request

"Well, how's Jani? you can help me, right?but remember the jagan until Anwar is traumatized, or feeling overwhelmed." The director keeps warning even though I haven't responded to his request.

I sighed, my work was already booked, now in addition to having to seduce the hair drizzle so that it can go home, without having to be forced, haduh load of mind deh.

"Yes sir, later I will try to persuade Anwar, "ah, the same mouth is always out of sync why the hell??

I hope Anwar is not as difficult as I imagined.

***

During the day, the break hour had arrived, all the employees scattered out of the office, just to fill their ammunition.

While I prefer to perform the first prayer dzuhur, in the mushala office, the goal is that I become more calm and peaceful in living my activities.

After I finished praying, I walked to the pantry, I then opened my lunch, which I had packed while at the boarding house, just the actual fruit, when I wanted to feed my food, which I had packed, anwar sat down before me.

"Bu Anjani, this is for Jani's mom," he suddenly gave me a piece of paper, he ducked in shame, then shook his head, stomping his foot, stomping his foot, looks like a five-year-old who gave the first painting to his mother, looks embarrassed and does not PD.

But if the one who did it at the age of Anwar, the fall is not funny yes, even so strange in my eyes while holding back the wonder I try to calm down so that he does not take offense.

"What'sthis?? this for me???" ask me while turning back the folded paper.

"Yes, it's open" Anwar replied still embarrassed.

I opened the paper slowly, I was a little traumatized by the paper with the letter A. gkgkgk

"What'sthis??? poetry??" I was a little surprised to see the handwriting of Anwar which is equivalent to the writing of TK children who are just starting to learn to write.

"Mom is not Jani's mom" Anwar pursed his lips.

Haah, what other ordeal is this??? my heart is monologuing

"Ooooohhhh song, yes thank you" I said as I folded the paper and kept it on the edge of the tuperware, there was no intention for me to read Anwar's work.

"Bbb bu Jani want to hear the song??" anwar

Males actually also heard Anwar sing, but for the sake of appreciating the work of this hair drizzle, yes.

"Emang Anwar can sing?? okay, try singing" ko I'm a rich teacher kind of who's snacking on his students huh???? haha ...

Suddenly Anwar went up to the table stretching into his two hands, and began to roll his butt to the left and to the right.

I immediately rounded my eyes, not believing Anwar would be that determined, I covered my face with the lid of my lunch jar, which I had not had time to eat.

"Kaliiiiiiaaaannnnn allaaaaaa listen to my singing, which I will sing to bu Anjaniiiii" Anwar said as he shouted, showing his hands to another employee sitting down enjoying his lunch, Anwar spoke while closing his two eyes.

The expressions of people vary greatly, some close their mouths, some immediately laugh out loud, some also close their ears while shaking their heads, not a few people who take the phone to just record a video of this free clown spectacle, they say "service to create content on youtube" they all look at me with a strange view.

Finally in order to avoid people's eyes, I decided to hide under the table, while covering my ears so shamefully. I am not sane Anwaaaarrr.

"bbbbuuuunnggaaaaaa iiinniiiiii "

"adallaaaahhh bungaaa which I missuuukkkaannn"

"aaaakkkuuuu looked at muuu in the vizacityauuuhhaaan"

"aaaakkkuuuu admiring muuuu sekiaannn laammaaaa"

"ooooooohhhooooo I like aaaa paadaaamuuuu"

"akkuuuuu love youuuuu"

"ooooohhhoooooooo"

"Anjaniiiiiiiiiikuuuuu"

Anwar managed to sing the song with a distinctive shrill voice at each end of the song.

"Viewers are all looking forward to my appearance on the awesome show!!!!!" anwar continued while flicking his index finger forward.

O Allah, my face has been flushed over the boiled crab, I am ashamed as shame, I do not want to rise from under the table, so shameful. Although there are not too many employees that I know here, because I am still a new employee, but thanks to the mini concert Anwar, I became known to many employees, so many employees, everyone sneered at me and Anwar while holding their stomachs as they held back a laugh.

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