
Next day.
A bright start to the week, as bright as Raksa's heart today. Without the burden of piling up work, she came to the office in a dark blue suit that was her choice today.
"Good morning, sir?" some staff greeted him.
"At first," said Raksa who was not used to being addressed so politely.
Though in the past yes, if you want to live yes just use 'Hey. The sa? what news! still alive lo? how never to look?' yeah, it's like doang. Even more cool according to Raksa than now which even feels clumsy.
Raksa took the elevator to his new room.
"Eh, Farid hasn't come yet, has he?" Raksa also pushed other numbers. He was the one who wanted to go to his own room, so went up again to the room that used to be a place for overtime.
Once there, Farid was not there.
"Tumben really this clock is not yet nongol? where are the people?" muttered Raksa.
"But, Mr Raksa again not the old division what giman, neh?" asked Febrian, who was sitting on the deck of Farid's desk.
"Don't call 'Sir', I don't feel good about it. Just plain again, Yan!" said Raksa.
"Farid where? the desk is still clean?" continued.
"Sick him! kemaren overtime until malem. Maybe satan's tightness here, so tomorrow it's straight to wail. He said he's going to the hospital today, check it out!" febrian word that began to organize sheet by worksheet.
"Tumben he's going overtime?"
"Yes your mountainous work is being handled by Farid all now. Actually, we are the most lacking energy, just imagine so many people to take care of a thousand employees! ajib is really, the definition of a paid slave!" febrian.
"I'm back in my room! thank you, huh?" said Raksa who then came out of the palace and went to his room.
Again bosen ride the elevator, Raksa prank up the emergency stairs.
"What's the sound, huh?" Raksa was curious because there were strange sounds there. I think there's someone else fighting lambe.
Curious Raksa also went up.
"No demons early in the morning, ah!" he murmured with careful steps.
He climbed one rung of stairs after another, the sound of flattering telor was even more astonished.
"Udah is not really! which employees do no-no in this office? this early anyway?!" said Raksa who was more clear what he was afraid of.
"Later in the afternoon we meet at an ordinary restaurant" said a man with a voice that was hoarsely wet.
"Hengh?!" before the woman spoke, Raksa horrified the man who was being silenced.
After a while, the steps of Raksa stopped.
Raksa squirmed at Tania who was being kissed by someone. With the blouse pulled the rope. Tania wears a strappy blouse, which later becomes a ribbon knot. Well, that rope got loose.
"Tania?" call lirih.
Tania's eyes were rounded as she squirmed Raksa who stood on one of the steps. Tania immediately released her lip link with the man she was with.
"Vice? um, this..." Tania was nervous, she was caught now.
The man turned around and looked at Raksa with his sharp gaze.
"Sir Galang?" lirih Raksa did not believe it.
The person who was alone with Tania was the one who had a higher position above Raksa.
Mr. Galang also tried to normalize the water of his face, "Emh, this is not like a--"
Raksa just shook his head to see the condition of Tania that was already disheveled.
"Looks like we need to talk! to my room now!" said Mr. Galang to Raksa.
Mr. Galang also opened the emergency door and went to his room, while Raksa was still staring at Tania in disbelief. She did not expect a Tania to do such a shameful thing.
"I think you need to improve your appearance, Tan?!" said Raksa.
Raksa just smiled, "Lo should know that Galang sir already has a family, Tan! oh, my..." Raksa left Tania alone.
Raksa walked to follow where Mr. Galang asked him to talk. He smiled at some of the people he met.
Geck!
Geck!
The rakas knock on the door.
"Lake in!" said Mr. Galang from inside.
"Excuse me," Raksa opened the door handle.
"We are sitting there" said Mr. Galang pointing to a sofa.
The Mercury according to her, she sat comfortably on one of the long sofas. While Mr. Galang sat on one of the single soffa facing his interlocutor.
"Oh yeah, I hear you're the new head of the operations division? is that really so?" ask Mr. Galang.
But instead of answering, Raksa took a tissue and gave it to Mr. Galang, "Sorry there is a lipstick stain on your lips!"
Mr. Galang also accepted it wrongly, "Hahahaha, this is just--" he said hanging.
He rubbed his lips with a white tissue that now turned red. He crushed the old tissue and put it on the table.
"You know I'm the director of operations? which means I have a higher power than you," said Mr. Galang with an intimidating look.
"Of course you have that," Raksa casually.
"And of course you know what you have to do!" said Mr. Galang.
"You want me to shut up?"
"That's kind of thing! because otherwise, you'll get into big trouble!" mr. Galang with his pedal.
"It's actually none of my business, you want to hook up with anyone, but Tania's-"
"What?"
"Tania is my friend. And I don't want anything bad to happen to her!" Raksa who fortunately did not slip if Tania was the scene Farid.
"Bad things won't happen if you forget what you saw. And work well, because you know. You are in this position also because Tania asked me to lift you up when the position of division head was vacant. So, keep your attitude from now on!" said mr. Galang.
'Tania? why Tania?' batin Raksa who was surprised by the words thrown from Mr. Galang.
"You can come out now!" ask Mr. Galang.
Raksa stood up and slightly bowed his body, "I'll excuse you!"
And when Raksa touched the door handle, Mr. Galang spoke again.
"Shut up, if you want your position to be safe! remember, it's not easy to stay afloat, let alone in this company!" said Mr. Galang.
Chequek!
Raksa pulled the door handle and walked out of the director's room.
"Gosh, my fad ended up like a gini.." muttered Raksa who took the elevator to go down, back to the division.
And it turns out that Tania came straight to him when Raksa just returned, "Sir..."
"We'll talk later, Tania! Sorry..." The Raksa closed the door.
While Tania with a pale face just stood looking at the door of the room Raksa closed rather tight.
Brakk!
"Ck, why runyam gini anyway?!" tania Gumam.