Borrow the Uterus - Third Wife
Who's on the phone
In the silence of the workspace in his boutique. The round glasses woman took off her glasses, her gray iris made her look beautiful, but she just took off her glasses.
It was undeniable that the woman covered her beautiful eyes with a slightly thick frame of glasses.
“What I have to do now, the shadow to get a billion capital is gone,” murmured Alya himself. His finger began to open his laptop, and turn it on.
The woman linked her fingers together, and made a pedestal of profit support her chin. In her silence, the woman thought hard about finding the best way out for her hundred employees.
Alya opened the file names of employees who work in his convention, one by one named, his heart was so sore when mentioning the name of the employee. However, employees who work in convection include employees who have worked for a long time.
“Hopefully there is a way out for all of them...,” murmured sadly Alya in her solitude.
Ditt's.........Ditt's........Dertts
0812xxxxxxx calling
Alya slightly glanced towards the phone that was on her desk.
“Who else is calling,” Alya is reluctant to pick up her phone, let alone a number she does not know.
Ditt's.......Ditt's.........Dertts
0812xxxxxxx calling
“Ehh....phone again ...,” back to glance, at the handponenya.
Ditt's.........Ditt's......Dertts
“It looks like this is the phone, it seems important,” murmured Alya.
“Halo.....,” saya Alya.
“Where are you? Why come home don't tell me!!” the voice of a man who seemed to know who was on his phone.
Alya slightly kept her phone away from her ears.
“Halo......halo.......you still listen?” the man's voice was clear.
“Bapak want to talk to who?” it was strange for Alya, because she did not know the voice of the phone.
“Oh....about-out to pick up another man, instantly cocky!!” answer the man.
“Jeez I think you're wrong, want to talk to who exactly!” Alya wants to disconnect her phone.
“Ya talk to you, do want to talk to ghosts.”
“Jeez, this is the right person, this father wants to talk to whom. Don't be a nyolot dong!” pissed it.
“Yes same you, which I brought to the hospital this morning!!”
Alya back keeps her phone away from her ear “Oooh crazy person who phone anyway,” muttered Alya, just know who the phone is.
“I heard what you said, Alya.”
Alya re-attached his phone to the ear “ continue to do what my phone father, if you want to ask about work affairs can directly ask the financial manager,” replied ketus Alya.
From the phone call heard long breath Erick, “sama who you were home with, why not say goodbye to me if you want to go home, why was I called when in the lobby, you even went straight!” cecar Erick's.
“Much questions, can't what, just one question?”
“Jawab Alya, don't go round and round.”
“I permission to go home has been reported to the HRD division in accordance with the provisions of the company, I want to go home with whom it is my business is not the business of Mr. CEO. I want to call you, it is also my business, besides it is outside the company area!!” annoyed with the man who contacted him.
“But you're my responsibility, you should have said you wanted to go home. Let me take you home, besides you are injured because of me.”
“Stop Mr. CEO don't get all the attention to me, it's not necessary. I don't need the attention of a man who has insulted me. Thank you Mr. CEO, good afternoon!!” Alya immediately turned off the phone from her CEO.
“Alya.......Alyas.....Alya,” Erick still call the name of the woman who the man was ugly, even though the phone has been cut.
“Basan employees are not polite with superiors, it is still a good thing I want to be responsible. It uses everything on matiin his phone!!” murmured Erick annoyed.
After Alya left the company, Erick returned to the finance room, and asked for Alya's mobile number to Fitri.
“Ngapain wear sok-sok nanya. Abis insult....sook attention!!” muttered Alya, while throwing a new cellphone from Erick on his desk.
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“Bu Alya, this is lunch,” said Lili put rice wrap on the plate and put on the work table, not forgetting a glass of warm water.
“Still Lili, you bought rice padang?”
“Buy kok Bu, this I bring also.”
“Ya already sitting together, let us eat the same here,” pinta Alya.
“Iya Bu.”
“Bu, how has there been a final decision for Sanbe company project?”
“Lili....seems like I did not try the capital of one billion Li,” suddenly Alya so not eager to continue eating.
“Sorry Mom, again eat so chat work problem,” Lili looks bad.
“Gak pa-pa Lili,” Alya trying to chew her lunch.
“Butik today how is the sale?”
“Lumayan crowded for two days, especially for maternity clothes mother design last week, make 100 pcs.
“Thank God then, it looks like we will try selling it through social media, we sell live specifically pregnant women's clothes and children's clothes. Later I also want the design of pajama clothes for children.”
“Good idea Mom, because if you only rely on buyers who come to the boutique must be a bit long to increase sales.”
“Later to create the concept, you are the same other employees make a team for digital marketingnya.”
“Good Ma'am, ready to go."
Alya and Lili again enjoyed their lunch with rice padang. Actually lunch with rice padang it tastes good but that does not make it good is the mind. Alya tried to spend her lunch even though she ate it for a bite, and took a long time not as usual.
An hour later......
“Alya....this is the masseuse has arrived,” Bram went into the workspace with middle-aged mother.
Alya and Lili who were discussing, paused for a moment.
“You continued this first here yes Li,” point Alya to some files that are being discussed.
The woman moved from her chair to the long sofa in her room.
“Please Mom here,” point Alya to the sofa to her masseuse mother.
“Iya mbak,” replied the Mother to the sofa place appointed Alya.
Alya immediately revealed the fur trousers up to the top of the thigh, so that the incandescent mother can be executed.
“Mas Bram, sit here....,” pinta Alya, to sit next to him...Alya is actually afraid that in the massage, it is not strong.
Bram landed his butt sitting next to Alya. The mother immediately held Alya's sprained leg.
“Bu....pijitnya do not fad...ya,” pinta Alya, has not started to start pale face.
Derr........Derr........Ditt's......
0812xxxxxxx calling
“Bu Alya, the phone sounds,” said Lili, saw Alya's phone on the table ringing.
“Bring here, Lili,” pinta Alya. Lili hands Alya's phone.
Without seeing who's calling.....Alya immediately received her phone call.
“Halo.....,” greet Alya.
“God....yes Allah......mas Bram......sick....aaakkhhh,” ringis Alya in pain, when the mother began to hold her leg dislocated.
Alya's handphone just slipped off on the sofa, because of the reflex holding Bram's arm.
“Ahhkkhh.....mas Bram, I am not strong......sick........pelan-gelan aja,” de-sahan alya pain clearly heard on his phone connection.
“It's been slow.....Alya,” persuaded Bram, reassuring if the mother massaged her legs slowly.
“Aaakkkkhh........!” de-sah is in pain Alya.
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The man who heard the conversation started to get inflamed, Alya's de-sahan voice made both her neutrals smoldering, her jaw hardened, her heart seemed to be burning due to the de-suffering sound and the voice of the man named Bram.
BRAK!!!
Not sure what the devil was, Erick slammed his own phone on the floor. Until the assistant jumped in shock.
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