TERRA, THE BEST MOTHER
GABE DATING?
Gabriel was sitting in the canteen. His charismatic figure and handsome face made him a highlight.
"Ih .. so handsome is our CEO. I want to be her affair," chirped one of the women looking at Gabe meaningfully.
"Lo crazy! Than being an affair mending to be his wife. Want your whole life to be cheated on?" sergeant is one of them.
"Yes, it's okay. If the guy is as handsome as Mr. Gabriel Dougher Young," the woman interrupted still staring at the face of a handsome man who was daydreaming.
"Eh, Mr. Director's cake is a lot of trouble. Tuh, from earlier he daydreamed," said one of the other women who also noticed the handsome man.
Rosena, who was sitting not far from her boss, ventured closer. Very elegantly the beautiful girl sat in front of her boss.
Gabe realized that there was someone sitting in front of him. The man dislikes it when his solitude is disturbed. Rosena who saw the veiled face in front of her swallowed the coarse salivary. It seemed like the Boss' heart was not being kind at the moment.
Without words, without any sound. Gabriel stood up leaving Rosena and the food he had ordered, untouched. All the female employees held back laughter seeing the CEO's secretary's face red with embarrassment.
"So much pity, it's been cut in the face, uh even dicuekin. Died away again ... mmpprrfff!"
The sarcastic speech sounded in Rosena's ears. The girl clenched her hands tightly. Shame was incredible.he wanted to drown this moment as well. Her tears are pouring. He couldn't stand it. She was wrong, because her Boss didn't ask her to sit down together.
'I've worked together here five months. I can't hide the Boss. It's time for me to give up, ' he said monologue in his heart.
The man who had just left because he was disturbed was now hungry. When he was about to order food, he saw the figure of a girl sitting in a room. If you see the girl working as an archive manager. Seen from the uniform and fashion style of the girl who seemed stiff.
The glasses are a little thick. His face lit up as he opened his box. Gabe's stomach suddenly rang. The girl looked at the man holding her stomach.
The two brown neutrals meet. Looking at each other, diving into each other. Till.
Kriyyuk! Again the sound of Gabe's stomach resuscitated the two. The man smiled shyly and stroked his nape. Because it was so arrogant he left behind innocent food.
"You, hungry sir?" the girl asked, breaking the silence.
"Ah .. uh .. yes, '' Gabriel replied nervously.
"Do you want to?' haggle the girl.
Sandwich complete with cuts of meat, vegetables and cheese. Gabe swallowed his saliva. The smell of burning mozzarella cheese makes the stomach more turbulent. The girl smiled. The man was stunned to see the girl's smile.
"It seems if it is left too long. You can pass out here from hunger," the girl took half a sandwich.
True, mozarela melt is seen when the girl splits her bread in two. Then he gave half of the box to Gabriel.
"Please, sir," he said.
Embarrassedly, the dashing man took it. The girl asked the Boss to sit down.
"It is not good to eat while standing,” he said again.
Gabe sat down next to the girl and ate the sandwich voraciously. Both are quiet when eating, choosing to enjoy food rather than chatting.
"Thank you for the sandwich the next time I buy it instead" Gabe said, standing up.
"Together Master" said the girl.
"Oh yeah, what's your name?" ask Gabe.
"Ah, I am Arsindhu Widya Kusmo," replied the girl. "Master can call me Widya."
"Well, thank you once again, Widya," Gabe said before actually leaving the girl.
"Sama-sama Sir," said the girl shriveled.
I don't feel like the time to come home has arrived. As always. Gabe's back overtime. The man returned with a team of experts for the development of the flying internet. Now it is reaching the African continent. The last continent that could submit a weather research project for flying the internet. African billionaires also want their connections in the air. Although the cost per unit is priced at twenty million euros. However, the issue of environmental observation must be self-financed by enthusiasts. If calculated everything can reach more than one hundred million euros.
"Oh yeah, have the file manager bring the files dated two weeks ago. Looks like we'll have to double-check!" titah Gabe's.
"Okay sir" said Rommy.
If the boss is overtime then the archive section should also be standby in place. Those who must compile and search the requested archive. The head of the archive is on maternity leave. So inevitably Arsindhu Widya Kusmo must be his replacement, because he is the representative of the head of the archive.
The phone rang at Widya's desk. The girl lifted him up. He got the order to search the archives two weeks ago for the flying internet thing.
The girl certainly knew what the model archives meant. The girl rushed to look for him. Three files he brought to the director's room. Rosena who took overtime took the archives that Widya brought.
Widya went back to her room. He will wait for Rosena to bring back the archive for storage after use.
It's been three hours that the girl's been waiting. The awaited archive is not delivered. He was sure, if his boss had finished overtime. It is now 19:30. Maghrib time has passed. He was only afraid if the vehicle to his house was no longer there. Luckily, he told his mother that he was late.
"Where, the archive. Just call me!'
The girl pressed the numbers on a special phone. The sound of the connection was heard, but not lifted. Widya again contacted the secretary's office, Rosena.
Rosena is obsolete with her duties. He went home when his boss finished his meeting. The file is on his desk.
While in front of the lobby, after the departure of Rommy and Rosena with their respective vehicles. Gabe remembered that he missed the wallet. The man decided to return to his room.
Just as he arrived, the phone on Rosena's desk rang. The man nodded. His eyes widened when he saw the three files on the secretary's desk.
"God. This is an important archive!' press annoyed.
"Hello!"
".......!"
"Yes, let me transfer the files later," said Gabe ketus and hung up the phone roughly.
Widya flinched when the phone line suddenly disconnected. Especially hearing the voice of a man who he believes his boss is very angry.
It took ten minutes, Widya waiting for the archive. Now he's really resigned. Public vehicles passing near his residence were no longer present.
"It looks like you have to book a taxi online" he murmured slowly.
The awaited figure came with a dark face. Widya was a little scared.
"Other times, you should come alone to the room if for an hour the archives are not returned!" press Gabe to tell.
Bengong widya. An archive is only in charge of finding even the ones who took and returned the archives that should have been Rommy himself earlier. But because the man asked for help, he gave the file voluntarily. But to take it again is certainly not his duty.
Widya just silently responded to the words of her superior. Gabe took a deep breath. He knows he's wrong. So the man apologized.
"It's okay, sir," Widya said, putting the files back in her room and locking the warehouse. Only the head of the archive and himself can access the warehouse.
"I'll drive you home!"
"Well!"
seriated.
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