Office Hour
What Day Is This?

At 2 am, the party is still not finished, there are still many who come.

The more the night the guests get weird. Like just one member of the House of Representatives came and photos together, he finished a visit abroad just got off the plane to come. Then we got a wedding gift from him, silk sheets that still have a price tag, $5,000 prices, either forgot to take or indeed want to show off.

The President and Mr. Vice of our beloved country have come first at 10. Then there was one of the American senators who came when I again casually sucked the same shisha the Arab Prince was into. And a property entrepreneur from Dubai in the lounge, be a Senator join us chatting about... KPOPP.

Yes, K-pop.

I used to be a fan of Brown Eyed Girls, and now they're breaking up. Meilinda also oftenonton drakor.

The Arab prince again told me that he had dated one of the SNSD members.

There were some girls of my fans who came but they did not come closer, just standing in the corner of the room with a sad look at me like a curious ghost.

I can't let them, I usually see them. But I'm asking to be escorted by the bodyguard.

Selena and Cecilia, my bodyguard.

Hehe

"Pak Dimas is still strong?" selena asked as she followed me walking back to the Hall after driving one of the fans home in an online taxi.

"Okay," I said.

"Oh."

Then he shut up.

I know what he meant by asking that. Selena will fight again with Mas Bram, Andrew's problem like. And now Selena is desperately seducing Bram to get better. It could be that he's been planning a hotel bed-trapping scene tonight. Free mumpung.

"Then I can-"

"Can't!” I cut it right away. “The trick is finished, the committee first went home later!" my word.

He was paid handsomely to be a committee, almost for 1 unit of Jimmy Choo's most expensive bag, so he had to be loyal dong same event. It's good to run away first to be friendly with Mas Bram in the upper hotel room.

Hmh!

I've only ever kissed Meilinda.

He just scowled while snorting. Then accompany me everywhere while carrying an ice cream cup to overcome his frustration.

But at dawn he suddenly ran away.

Yoweslah

By morning, the guests were finished.

"Gee... It's amazing that you stay here as the main character. Meli has been closed since 22. You're still here at 7 in the morning." Look Mr. Sebastian as fresh as Sarif if the payday runs out.

I don't mind it, stick with my mobile legends and coffee.

He sat down next to me, and I stopped my onlen gaming activity because it just managed to push rank.

"Why avoid?" tanyakanya.

Why is it on target the question.

"What are you afraid of?" ask again.

I let out a breath.

What am I afraid of?

"Take what is your right" he said.

"Yes sir.." I replied.

Then we noticed the workers clearing the Hall.

"When do you want to call me sir?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, Om" I replied.

He's clucking.

I like to tease the genderuwo.

Yes, I avoided. So I busied myself with the activity of the receptionist.

You must feel I'm a strange guy, because usually the first night is the most anticipated time for men.

To me. it's sacred.

And can not be bothered with important guests who come. I need a controlled and calm atmosphere when that happens.

So I want to finish business here first.

yes, while diving, drinking water.

While married, all work.

"Indeed want to be called using what name, early in the morning already requires a call of love," hissiku while igniting a cigarette.

Mr. Sebastian just glanced at me.

"Sana sleeping. Your brain is overloaded." he grunted while leaving me.

"Mas Yan.." call me at last.

He looks.

"Thank you for everything. Especially the restaurant." I said.

He did not reply, only raised his chin, then left elegantly.

*****

I sighed as I reached the door of the hotel room.

Then pray.

As per the motto of gardeners, Wismilak and Bismillah.

Make sleep, loh.

Hope friendly but conditions have dropped.

Ngarep.

Well, but the various possibilities are always there anyway...

I then attach the card to the access code.

Then open the room.

Meilinda was at the end of the room, again manicure while watching the celebrity gossip.

"Hi, iyaaang! We showed up on a celebrity show! In every chanel there is."

Bodo...

I'm straight on his lap,

Then fall asleep successfully.

*****

What time is it?

I blinked my eyes withstanding the glare.

It's still noon, huh? How many minutes did I fall asleep?

I yawn and squirm.

Trying to sit down.

Hm...

Why am I not wearing clothes?

Then scratch my head. And look to the right and left.

Eh?

This where the hell is it?

The hotel layout is not like this!

Continues to...

That cabinet built up like I've ever seen?!

Continues to...

This is a familiar kayak bed?!

Keep it...

Isn't that Meilinda's dresser?

Lah!!

How am I in Meilinda's room?!

Wasn't I at the Garnet Hotel?!

What time is it?

Hape where's hapeeeee?!

Tuesday at 12 noon?!?

I'm marrying Sunday! Why is it Tuesday now???

My hole is broken!!

Then my hape rang. Just surprised me! But because of him the sound of it I knew my hape was not broken. I'm lebay!

Incoming call from Mr. Stephen.

I lifted.

"Bro.." said.

"Hoo'oh?" My voice is hoarse, life is still 50%.

"Meeting GMS 4 dogs! Why not the guest star!! I did a lot of work until when should I wait for you?! Then why is Meli here but the lonya is not there? Strange that I just this time wriggling there is a new bride directly into work..."

Gilak...

I slept 2 days?!

“Eeeh, meeting GMS what’an bro? How am I invited?”

(GMS means General Meeting of Shareholders. Usually a special closed meeting between Shareholders and Officials, accompanied by many notaries partners. It discusses the organizational structure, change of office, share distribution, and where to take this business. That's.)

“Position of the President of Njir!! Where can you not come!!” he sounded annoyed.

Mabok nih people, why do you know I'm the President try? Dreams never, do not get to deh.. ribet his business!

*****

"Espresso, bitter, bouquet, no wind repel ga? If there is a mix-up to the espresso," hisisku to the cafe in the lobby of the office.

Dizziness nutmeg aing euyh...

“There wasp oil Mr. Dim,” said Mbak Cafe.

“May all enterin!”

“Pake masako no?”

“Lo want to kill me?”

Cafe whispers while laughing.

I raised my hoodie to cover my forehead and lay my head on the table, waiting for the Directors to come.

I got a permit today, I'm afraid to go to the office. I called Meilinda asking about the Presdirs, and the answer was enough to make me more hympt. As soon as I wake up, after taking a lightning shower, I immediately slide into the office ushered in darmawangsa house security pack riding his motorbike. I also called Selena she said Andrew had taken over the morning briefing.

My feelings are not good.

Andrew did his part as my replacement well, but why am I the other way around? teledor and leave a bad impression for management... The meeting will be postponed next week because I am not present.

The cafe manager put a plate of pesto in front of me.

I glanced at.

"Gue doesn't seem like this penny, bro," I said.

"Service from me, the new bride looks like she's dizzy again!" sahut Pak Manager Cafe while mesem-mesem.

I immediately sparkled.

"Dot! Tengkyu bro." not bad today dapet fortune indo*mie chilli ijo high level, aka spaghetti pesto... “Bro, no rice?”

The rice pesen dong.

Towards the second mouthful, there was a barong nongol face in front of my desk, sitting while mesem-mesem.

"By the way, I don't have to cry, I'm eating Italian noodles" I said. Actually, his arrival messed up the taste of Italian pesto so it feels godog noodles.

"Giniiii looohh Mr. Dimaaaasss...." Cecil leaned his body while lowering his voice. Then he took a deep breath. Fashion talk cepet but a lot, It starts!

"It looks like today Ma Seleb again fought with Mas Andrew. Both faces are actually cloudy, maybe even a second longer there can be a storm if you are not a mediator. Morning briefing time both until the satirical throw-throw. We already know the relationship between the two ex, but the other children do not. The problem of their feud was very obvious Paaaak, mbak Meli want to be a few minutes until not brave. I think anyway, like you know, this is just my prediction siih, the time of your wedding, Mas Andrew to talk to Mr. Bram, continue to run out of it Mbak Seleb dicuekin with Mr. Bram until now. Because when Mbak Seleb fled from his duty early that day, he received a call from Mr. Bram. In the upper room. Chances are they finish the course until morning, because at the neck of Mbak Selena red-red. Get even more upset about Andrew. Mas Andrew's end this morning to Granet Property all of a sudden, he said. Does he want to move jobs? Does anyone know?"

At the end of the sentence, I had already spent four mouthfuls of pesto.

"The most Andrew wants to combalin Ayu for a distraction.”.

“Who Ayu?” ask barong.

“Udahlah Rong, That's their problem, I can't know-you meddle in the playful love argument." I said.

"Iiyaaaa I understand, at least you are present. Who else can be judged by Seleb other than you?"

"There's Meli who's a fellow woman."

"Mbak Meli until now has not been able to reach Mbak Seleb. I can't either. He's a complicated mind. Sort of still keep that image. Well, when dealing with yourself, he usually immediately spills all his emotions and frustrations..."

Yeah anyway.

But Roro Jonggrangnya did not ask me to interfere, so I might have to wait until he himself came to me.

And again Bram has warned me not to get too close to Selena. One warning from Mas Bram is enough for me.

"What lunch do you want? Select it on the menu. Bokin lo bertar again, we mo miting.." I sip bitter coffee.

Mitang miting mitang miting, which has my brain to-piting!

Bueh... Really bitter!!

But my view is bright...

Sip lah, spirit level increased by 100%.

About 10 minutes later, Lionel came carrying a thick bantex.

Bantex was dragged in front of me and then he kissed Cecilia.

I clucked while opening the bantex. Data of employees.

Mostly I know.

I know everything in Garnet Bank headquarters, but for the other 250 branches I don't know. In solo only there are about 10 branches, which were hit by the case yesterday which was in the Solo headquarters.

Not yet the Branch maid.

Not yet abroad.

How many employees we have...

Hm.700 permanent employees, and 2,500 Outsourching employees.

So I focused on the same KPI report from the branch, the same one at Jakarta headquarters.

Then Mr. David came and patted me on the back. “Laopo Koweeee? Even the cankruk neng Andhok marai rusuh! Jiiaaan jian!” (Gapain you? Even hanging out in a stall makes a mess).

He came with Pak Haryono.

"Ciiiih! Iueee's savior... " Mister Haryono grabbed me from behind. "Seneeng is the same new department lo, bro... I can't afford to start now, things are turning around!! Ohhoo!!" yells.

I regret...

Regret not satisfied with the idea of Pak Haryono using the findings, first.

"Turn to be the CEO of Garnet Bank lu, actually diiket use rante!!" suhut Pak Haryoono again. Tomorrow I braid your long hair sir, if you sleep again in Mushola.

"How can I be fired without being killed?" my many.

"Yo you're round." Answer Mr. David. "But jiwane ogak insurance does not replace yo," (Yes you are round, but life insurance is not replaced ya).

I'm clucking.

"We can set the chronology of the accident as long as I am not the CEO again if you are Innalillahi," said Mr. Danu with a cynical smile like a vampire.

"The mace of this manners," I snorted. "Lw..."

Everybody's watching.

"How many hundred million life insurance against me?!"

"Wblk... Nawaetu kok round." said Pak Haryono.

Not long after Stephen and Meilinda came.

Meilinda immediately claimed my lap.

Not because the bench was full, but because it was his favorite place.

I kissed his jaw.

He giggles.

"You are. "he pinched my cheek.

"Sori," hissed.

I'm really sorry, because of stress so can't sleep, so can sleep even kebablasan until almost two days.

"Who took me to your room?" whispered

"Sister."

I'm goosebumps.

Idihs...

I don't wonder what the process is, just not strong.