
Today Raisya was very happy. Because exactly one month he worked with a design and Architecture consulting company owned by Beny. There was a sigh on his lips as soon as he saw the notification in his phone, that his salvo number was increasing.
The money that goes into his account is nothing compared to the wage money to keep Michel. But Raisya more happy to accept the money his work received with a sincere heart than with big money but accepted with a forced heart.
"Well. why is there a rich naroh ginian on the table?" Rio stared at the box containing the tart cake decorated with an emotion🤗🤪
"Sorry just said that, bang. My salary isn't great, so it's kind of bad for pa-pa, right?" Raisya smiled shyly.
"Oh the story of the first salary yes.ok lah lah not problem as long as neng Raisya who give. My brother was happy and sincere to receive this cake. Especially if neng Raisya gives the same heart to brother.wah surely brother immediately lamar deh to the penghulu." Little Rio while joking.
"Hello. morning all." Ria has now started to join Beny's company. Usually he comes at lunch time, but now early in the morning is absent on.
Ria is the same as Raisya. He works sideways at Beny's company. If yesterday-yesterday still did not get permission from boss Andre if out of his company, with the reason not to get a replacement.
"What's that, brother?" Ria immediately approached the table Rio twin gender difference.
"What's definitely not deck poison." Rio replied while scooping the cake into his mouth.
"For donk!" Ria's eyes seemed to convey to the brain to stimulate her stomach so that she would enjoy the cake that Rio was tasting.
"Sana ah. look at your desk too!" Rio locked the cake box so as not to be captured by his sister Ria.
"Oh yeah?" Ria hurriedly approached her desk to see what Rio was saying.
"Weis.cool belongs to me. Green tea's... But why is his emotions so rich in gini?" Ria saw the emotions that were taped on top of her cake was rather disgusting. ⁇ ️
"He he." Raisya only grinned the horse hearing Ria's protest.
"But I love Raisya! I know my favorite green tea." Ria looks happy to get a green tea-flavored bole cake that became her favorite.
"Either. I'm sorry I was just able to give you that!" Little Raisya did not want to disappoint his seniors.
"I don't like pa-pa!" Ria can't wait to gobble up her favorite cake with a glass of sweet warm tea she took from the coffee shop.
"Bang Beny hasn't come down yet?" Raisya asked Rio.
"He's still a slur. Last night his madam came home. So the ketchup has to be picked up to the airport in the middle of the night." Rio's light on Raisya.
"Ohh. Where does her mother bang Beny live?" Raisya does not yet know the ins and outs of his boss that one month he worked with him. Raisya is open to the type of kepo for personal affairs.
"Again in Amrik. Every day he is here, it has a boutique next door." said Rio.
"Oh... So the boutique next door has her mother bang Beny?" Raisya just found out that the boutique in the next building is owned by Beny's mother.
"He he. soon you will be a victim of him Raisya!" Ria suddenly said so.
"How do you mean?" Raisya who is still new, does not know the family habits of his boss.
"Yes, just wait for her action. I don't have it either." Ria sat down at her desk and immediately opened the computer screen.
Raisya furrowed her brows. Not understanding the meaning of 'victim'
Ah bodo very! As long as it doesn't interfere with my work. Why should I think. MM only...
Raisya muttered to himself. Don't want to bother with everyone else's life. His life was quite time-consuming, let alone having to think about everything else.
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"Mommy?" Raisya furrowed her brows.
"Assalamu'alaikum." Raisya picked up the call from her mother
"Getishalight."
"How are you, mah?" Raisya asked her mother.
"Alhamdulillah."
"What's the mah?" Raisya began to ask.
"Raisya. Can you go home first, right? Mama there's a need."
"What does mah need?" Raisya.
"The money received last month from the bank is not enough to continue building the house. Can you get a loan of about 300 million?"
"What's three hundred million???" Raisya's heart seemed to jump from its place.
"Yes. You can get a loan from the office, right?" Ask Raisya's mother lightly.
"Duh mah moal maybe or office still artist dugi 300 million."((It is impossible for the office to lend up to 300 million)
" Yes, it's up to you. You need money to finish building a house. You have the time Raisya mamah contracted on the plot?"
"Yes, but where to look for a loan. Raisya is also confused that it is so big!" Raisya was confused to look for such a large loan.
"As far as you. Anyway, you know there is. Shame on the neighbors that our house isn't right Raisya." Said Raisya's mother who didn't want to know.
"Yes, but Raisya can't." Raisya's mind became dead end.
"But you don't want to know Raisya, you have a horse!" The phone broke up without excuse.
"Astaghfirullah, where did I get that much money." Raisya's hand supported her head so it tilted.
"Heh. daydreaming. Got the salary already taken again!" Ria surprises Raisya who is confused to think about the amount of money her mother asked for.
"Eh mbak's.. " Raisya again straightened up and normalized her mind so as not to be seen by Ria.
"I'm going out! If you do not have much work I invite you to the workshop so that you all count. But the office is empty so I'm forced to go alone." Ria seems comfortable hanging out with Raisya after knowing him for a month.
"He he yes mbak. I am also happy to be able to walk the same way. But I was told to stay in the office said bang Beny." Scyt Raisya.
"Yes be careful! I'll go first!" Pamit Ria is going to the workshop.
"So be careful too!" Raisya replied.
"Buh." Ria went straight down while carrying her carry-on bag. At first glance Ria looks like a man because her stature is completely flat in front of the back.
Raisya continued his work of entering all the data into the computer and making the results and printing it on the printer machine. Already he bundled a report that he considered was finished.
"Hey.. " Suaa woman sounded from the direction of the stairs.
The figure of a fashionable woman in her 50s poking from the stairs. His face looks young from his age.
"You're the new officer, baby?" The woman observed from top to bottom Raisya's appearance while opening her glasses.
"Yes." Yeah." Answer Raisya