My Talak, Mas
SS 2.18

The atmosphere of the office began to be quiet because of the lunch break. Almost all of the employees had left the office in search of lunch. Kinan was still behind his desk after the presentation. His body still felt stiff and limp. But, Kinan was satisfied, everyone admired his ability.

"Kinan?" call Bagas in a firm voice.

"Yes sir?' answer Kinan slowly. Kinan was a little surprised. His body had just been rested on the back of his work chair. His eyes were a little fusillently staring at Bagas who was already right in front of his desk.

"Are you relaxed?" said Bagas slowly while tracking the waist.

"Ekhemc ... Isn't it time to rest, sir? Kinan is tired sir. It was so nervous since morning," said Kinan innocently. His heart is still beating hard.

"Your presentation was great. You are fit to lead the meeting. I can count on you after this. But I was confused," said Bagas slowly while scratching his head that did not itch.

"What's wrong, sir?" asked Kinan quietly while upholding his seat staring fixedly at Bagas.

"So gini. I told Festi to replace me. Why are you even presenting. And one more thing? Where did you get your presentation from today?" ask Bagas quietly with a face that is still confused.

"Mr Festi? This morning Kinan came. Mbak Festi immediately said that Pak Bagas was not feeling well and Kinan should replace. Fortunately, yesterday Mr Bagas gave the module to Kinan right? Kinan accidentally made his power point. It looks more ready. Kinan had only learned half an hour from the file that was on Father's desk. Kinan felt that he was not perfect, but if he had already succeeded. Kinan is happy for this," Kinan said slowly explaining.

"You were told by Festi? Want your phone number, Kinan? I don't seem to have one yet?" ask Bagas slowly while scrolling all contacts on his phone.

"Aren't you in Kinan's CV, sir?" said Kinan innocently.

Bagas stopped his activity and turned off his phone, then stared fixedly at Kinan.

"Now I ask you, Kinan. Why I need to search for your CV. After all, it is the business of the HRD, not me. Now you are my secretary. I deserve to know anything about you, and vice versa" Bagas said. Both of Bgas' eyes glared and seemed to be upset by Kinan's response that didn't suit his heart.

"Yes Sir. Kinan mentioned," Kinan said quickly before his boss was indignant.

"It is not necessary. Let's go have lunch. It just so happened that at two o'clock there was a meeting at the restaurant to talk about the new product to be launched" Bagas said in a firm voice.

"Yes Sir. Same Kinan, sir?" ask Kinan slowly. Honestly this afternoon Kinan could not concentrate well. He was really tired because he was nervous since morning.The energy really drained since morning.

"Yes dong. You must come! You are my secretary! Who will take care of me, who?" firmly Bagas was getting annoyed. Her secretaries sometimes upset her and her emotions.

Kinan just looked down.

KLURUK KLURUK

Bagas looked at Kinan, that stomach voice so audible in a quiet situation like this.

"That's your stomach voice, Kinan? Embarrassing," said Bagas in a cold voice.

Kinan made no sound and kept his head down. Shameful, it felt like his bad disgrace was wide open.

"Sorry Sir. That was Knan's stomach. Kinan was hungry, since the morning had not eaten, because he had to prepare a sudden presentation earlier," said Kinan slowly and slightly stuttered.

Kinan's tears had already gathered in his eye pelup. He can at least be snapped. There was a feeling of pain and tightness in his chest.

"Yes already. We go now, so you can eat the food there," said Bagas firmly.

Kinan shook his head slowly and still in a downcast position.

"Kinan wants to eat in the pantry, sir. Kinan brought the provisions earlier. Kinan permit to eat for a while," said Kinan slowly. Then he stood up and carried his bag towards the pantry without seeing the big boss who had seen Kinan with a strange look. Kinan did not look at Bagas at all. His head was still bowed deeply and held back his tears that would just come out of his eye fertilizers if he blinked for a moment.

Kinan just left without caring about Bagas.

Czech ...

Kinan immediately sat down at one of the tables and placed his bag of supplies on the table. His hands immediately folded on the table and put his head on his two folded hands.

Her tears have spilled. Kinan felt tight. He was really tired. Just two days of work alone is no longer at home in this company.

"Mr? Ma'am?" call an OB who has been in a pantry with Kinan since. It had been ten minutes from the start of getting into the pantry, Kinan did not raise his face. The OB was panicking, if something happened to one of the employees. The OB did not dare to touch Kinan, only calling a few times.

"Why?" asked Kinan with his face still attached to his two hands. Kinan tried to hold back his sobs and covered his trembling body so as not to be seen crying. But, the sound of snot tugging that would melt down from his sense of smell could not be fooled that Kinan was crying.

"Mr? You're crying, aren't you?" ask the OB confusedly. OB was a little curious about Kinan, because he had never seen the woman who had become this employee.

"Have gone don't bother me, ' said Kinan firmly and loudly.

Hearing Kinan's reply, the OB immediately stepped away from the pantry. He continued to clean the bathroom located at the end of the pantry.

Not long Kinan lifted his face and wiped away the remaining tears on his face and threw away the liquid that urgently wanted to get out of his sense of smell with the dry tissue on the pantry table.

Fighting is a powerful way that makes Kinan a little relieved by his feelings. Kinan tried to take a deep breath and exhale slowly so that his nose was no longer blocked by fluid that made it a little difficult to breathe.

His stomach started to sting, he was so hungry. Kinan stood towards the dish rack to pick up the dishes, and a spoon and glass to eat and drink.

The bag is open. There is a pack of vegetable lontong and there is a pack of nasi ujut.

"A lot," said Kinan lirih. The food looks good since the morning he ate. However, because it was busy and there was no time, the food was already cold and looked tasteless again.

The OB who had tried to talk Kinan passed over to Kinan and looked at Kinan in admiration. However, Kinan did not care. He only cared about his hungry stomach.