Hijrah the Rebel Girl
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“Please mbak.” Saying politely.

The repressionist went to the court of the head to ask, but in the middle of the road he met with the secretary of Philos.”Excuse me sir.” Her speech. Actually it's just a mode, yes, a mode to ask, using this problem.

“What's up?” Ask Philos a little flat.

“This sir. There is someone who wants to apply for a job, but he uses a veil and covered clothes.” He gave the file of Miss who was in his field.

Filospun accepted it and opened the file. His eyes widened when he saw that the file was Missing, he could see the photo of Miss who was there. Without saying anything to his career, he went to meet Habib. And ignore his career screams..

“Siang Mr..” Sapa Philos when entering Habib's room. Habib's room was at the top of the lift making him have to wait long enough.

“What's Filos?” Habib asked in wonder.

“Nona Misses applying for jobs here sir.” His speech stabilizes his breath so that it does not look greedy for breath.

Brakk..

“Bring him here.” Strictly Habib quickly with a straight stand. Previously he could not control his expression.

“Good sir.”

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“How about my application? Accepted?” Tanya Rindu expectantly, she focused her two tiny hands on the table that was her modest height. Refresionir table.

The repressionir shrugs.” Not taken, but he's on the run. It doesn't seem to be mbak. Because with the appearance of a mother like this will disturb others. We're afraid if it's one of the groups.” He moved his face forward while feeling bad to continue his words.

(Author does not know the writings of refresionir. understandably if wrong yes.).

Miss a little thank you to this reformer, even though he was not accepted, at least he was very polite and thought about the feelings of others.” Yasudah mbak, it's okay. If so please excuse me .” Longing not to say slam because he saw that the woman in front of him was wearing a shirt that was so sexy and tight, he was afraid that in front of him this was another religion, not because he was the judge of others' appearance, but because Islam does not say greetings or answer the greetings of non-Muslims.

The expression that could be said to be beautiful was smiling awkwardly. Replied with a smile also by Miss. miss gripping the strap of her tote bag tightly. Hope extinct. But he was so excited before. He intends to work here and sell his cellphone for his life one not the next, he also intends to find costs near this office so that it is easy to come here.

His feet walked towards the exit with a bowed face, many beads of eyes were staring at him with sinister, fearful and also vigilant gazes. Is his appearance very distracting? But he is quite comfortable, at least he does not need to be said to spread the charm.

“Excuse me miss..” The sound made Miss stop her path. Did he hear wrong? But he turned his body to find out the truth.

That man is Philos. He took a few steps back when he saw Miss using niqob. He held his chest with a bead of eyes that glared at horror.” Terroros.” They're nervous.

Miss waving her hands over the chest.” Nope. I miss. still remember me right?” Tanya Rindu. she remembered this man in front of her, she was a line of men who had asked her to marry a contract.

Filos advances his face like a fool. Some employees approach.” What's up sir? Where's the terrorist?” They helped Philus to stand up.

“You're not a terrorist?” Ask the Miss.

Miss shaking.” Nope. I Miss.” The answer.

“Scuritty... scurity.catch this woman, she's terrorist, she's terrorist..” Shouted the hermit kariawan who was there. They showed worried faces.

Come two scurity who use white clothes ala scurity with running conditions, “Where?” Ask one of them.

“Itu..” They show Miss.

Miss sigh.” I am not *******. I miss, I want to apply for a job.” Reply firmly..

“ Lie.. where there is terroristic ngaku.” Shouted one of the kariawan.

“ Don't touch him.!” Shouted one of the men who had just walked over. He saw the fight earlier. Actually he wanted to wait, but Philos took too long to make him unable to wait...

“Tap—“

“You.. Follow me to my room.” Cut him to look at Miss then leave the crowd. His wide and firm steps made them blink incomprehensibly.

Neither does he understand.” Miss Miss Miss Miss. let's follow me.” Said Philos who neutralized his face. He glanced at the others to disperse. Suddenly the people dispersed.

“But in—“

“No but-but. this is an order of lord Habib.” Cut it into the security. He went to look at Miss to follow her path.

There are 20 floors. They had to take the elevator to get to Habib's room. Silence enveloped those in the elevator. Habib is still in shock while Miss does not know what to say. They are not familiar either, are they?.

“Ehmm.” Philip clenched his hand and placed it on his lips. He glanced at Miss for a moment to make Miss look at him because she knew it was a code so she saw Filos.” You're not under bomb?” Ask the fear of Phil...

Longs chuckle in the heart.” Bottom..” The answer.

The face of Philos pias, he took two steps away from Longing. “Do not mess. “ His words threaten.

Misses chuckling. There was a sewing intention in him. “ Dorrr..”

“Uaaaahh.. gubrakk.”.

The sound of longing laughter echoed in the elevator because Philos who retreated and then fell down because of his own left leg. He never thought how this man was afraid of him.

Filos' face was red. He got up from the floor and patted his hands and clothes.” Wait for a reply from me.” He muttered as he felt challenged and humiliated.

“I wait for master secretary.” Reply Missed pleased. Ahh, even he forgot to be sweet. It is difficult to change his attitude into a sweet and kind attitude.

Can you miss being yourself?

Stand off..

The sound of the elevator opening made Filos quickly leave Miss. Long to shake his head at the childish height of Philos.

“Excuse me sir.” Filos said as he entered the main manager's room. It's written so big over the door there.

“Log in.” The voice inside made Philos open the door. But I miss just following from behind.

“This is Miss Miss Miss Mister.” It's near Habib...

And Miss is still standing at the door. He did not want to look tacky with an unusually luxurious interior in this room. he chose silence with his face down.”Come nearer.” Said Habib because he saw Miss who was silent.

Miss looked up and approached Habib. Actually Habib was quite shocked when he saw Miss closing her body very tightly like this before. But it doesn't matter. “You're Really Missing?” Ask Habib.

Miss nodding. He grasps the strap of his tote bag tightly.” Right sir.”

“If you do miss. then you remember our last meeting when?” with this he is sure if in front of him is indeed Missing. because the clothes are covered and the face is covered with black cloth that makes Habib difficult to see the face of Miss. he needs confidence.

“When you are battered for not being able to fight Willi and the Gangs.” Answer Miss innocence.

Ahhh. It's called an insult response. Can the girl in front of him answer there should be no cannot.” Ehhhmm,,”Habib maxed his voice with a shy face while Philos had held his mouth back so as not to laugh making Habib crackle.” Why would you apply for a job here?” Round conversation.

“Because I need this job.” Answer Longs steady.

“But we don't open a vacancy for you.” Habib Answer. He is still hurt in his longing. He remembers missing a lover.

“If so why did you bring me here.” Ketus misses a little slowly.

“I have a quote to you how?” Habib asked with a mysterious smile.

“What?” Answer Misses quickly. He frowned because he was confused.

“You can work with me for 3 times the salary of other careerists, but there are only two options. Namely one became my personal assistant and the second we married contacts how?"He raised one eyebrow...

Marry the contact again....!

Missing is not over thought. What should he answer?

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