
"Ting.." Alya's phone notification reads.
"Hey is beautiful. I'm waiting for you in the parking lot". The contents of the notification from Ben.
"You go home first Ben, today I'm melting ". Send
"What's... You're very diligent, Training employees are overtime". Ejek Ben's.
"The boss gives additional work ". Alya answered with a sad emot.
"Ha-ha-ha pretty spirit, if only our work were the same I would have helped you, dear I in the financial definition ". Answer Ben.
"Thank you Ben... I'm tired but this job is still a lot ". Again Alya sent a sad emot.
"Finish it tomorrow then, don't force yourself to be beautiful ". Notif Ben
"How is it possible. I was asked to finish this report before 11pm ". Alya replied, not forgetting her crying emotions.
"Then how... I want to help you but I don't understand your job at all". Ben
"Help me in prayer". Alya answered with resignation
"So sure... Yes spirit". Reply Ben, do not forget the two emot love as an encouragement.
"Well..." Alyas.
Without wasting any more time Alya immediately worked on the report that is still a lot of it, I don't know what else asked for a revision, revisions, setau Alya the report was valid but somehow he asked for a revision.
3 Hours passed, the time has shown at 08:30 pm, famine of course hit Alya...
"This time is the canteen still open?". Inner Alya.
Alya glanced here and there, it was quiet, the atmosphere of the office was also very creepy with a dim light .
Alya wanted to go out for a while to buy some food... And... Oh it turns out that it's raining outside along with it..
"krruuukkkk..." Alya's stomach also rang.
"That's really hungry..." Alya turned on her cell phone flashlight to the cafeteria, hoping there were still employees there..
It turned out that the canteen was empty, but fortunately there were some bread on the counter and mineral water, maybe leftover bread this afternoon that had not been cleared by the canteen people.
"Thank God..." Inner Alya.
Alya rushed away from there feeling a little uneasy and scared...
"Pyaaarrrr....." Alya reflex shuts her mouth when she hears something like a ceramic slam.
"What'sthat?". Inner Alya, vaguely Alya saw the room of the young master was still lit, that meant he had not returned home.
Alya initially wanted to ignore the sound he thought maybe it was a flower vase that fell because of a cat or what Alya did not care, he thought, after all there was no notification that tonight Indra would be overtime so Alya thought there was no one in Indra's room.
"Braakkkk...." Again Alya was surprised to hear the voice of someone who was like being persecuted.
"Geez what that sound is". Alya in the heart of fear but the voice of her little heart is more dominant that is curious.
With a tiptoe Alya approached the room of Mr. Indra...
"Deg..." Alya dumbfounded.
With the door slightly open, Alya watched Junsen beat someone with his brutality.
"Ap.what happened..." Alya was scared to death
What happened in the Indra room was...
there are even reports of entry if some of their building porters are forced to bring their own supplies every day and the salary is also not commensurate, with their work.
Well. one of Indra's other businesses is property.Building an elite house with a billion price that is intended for the sultan, and his business has now spread throughout Indonesia, not only that Indra also has its own housing area that is ready for habitation for the middle class who can also be for installments..
"You think dirty rats like you can get away with it!!". Junsen Jerky.
While Indra was watching them while leaning on his desk with his hands folded on his chest, his eyes were sharply looking at his two bottom which had been Cheating.
"Our lord, we promise to return the funds as soon as possible". Say one of them.
"In what way huh!!!".
"We'll try sir". Answer
"Sad... It's best that a dirty rat like you rot in a holding cell!!".
Junsen was unceasingly beating at them, blood had also started to drip under the floor, even Junsen's protruding hands had been scuffed.
"Don't master.my son and wife still need life if I'm in prison how will they live". They pleaded with the police so that this would not come to the police.
"Oh you still remember the child and the wife apparently, then why would you give your wife's child your stolen money huh!!!". Junsen Jerky.
"I did just that for my son's heart surgery sir... Hiksss ji.if not I will lose my only child".
Junsen stopped hitting also kicking the sprawled person down there after listening to the speaker
"What do you mean?".
"My son is now in heart surgery at the master's hospital, his heart has a problem and must be replaced, I don't have enough money to finance his treatment, he said, so I darkened the direction and fled the company money". Evidently.
Junsen and Indra were silent for a while, he then turned to the man next to him who had been silent without a twist when he was beaten.
"Then what about you!!". Junsen asked the friend next to him.
"Hmm. it.that's the money I used to pay my parents' debts in the village master". Evidently.
Indra got up and saw those who had been spattered with blood..
"Foolish man, what with stealing can solve things huh!! You can borrow it, right?". Indra.
"Nobody can lend us as much money as we need, sir, we have nothing to guarantee ".
"Ji.if sir pleases, we will
devote yourself to working for the master without being paid if the master sets us free". They pleaded with very.
"Ha-ha-ha is a pretty good offer but what about your children and wives who still need life, aren't you doing everything for them including self-harm?". Ask Indra.
"Yes sir..." They spoke with sadness.
"I'll forgive you but..." Indra walked while holding hands in front of them.
They both waited very much for what Indra would say next.
"You are no longer working with me and I don't want to know every month you have to pay at least 20% of the money you have taken.. ". Indra.
"But from where can we get another job, sir..."
"It's none of my business!!!... I've been good enough with the reason you said not to drag you two into a holding cell, do you think I'd be foolish to hire another person who's ruined my trust huh!". Bentak Indra's.
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