Love Port.
7. Gibahin boss's pleasure

Zahira let out a long breath, visible from her face she was very exhausted. Sweat drenched the forehead and top of his lips. Apparently, even though he was in an AC room, he still felt sultry. His activities as a servant are so draining, but Zahira remains enthusiastic in carrying out the work.

To reduce his fatigue, Zahira sat down for a moment and leaned back while closing her eyes. He felt a hand poking him. She opened her eyes wide, it turned out that she was Azizah, the woman who served as an assistant chef at the restaurant. Zahira frowned looking at the expression of Azizah's eyes as if showing something through the twinkling of her eyes.

"What do you mean?"zahira whispered, but Azizah only replied with a silent lip gesture. But the beautiful woman with the lashes understood what the azizah was saying. Immediately zahira and azizah bowed their heads. Apparently their boss has arrived.

"Good day sir." said Azizah to the boss. While Zahira did not dare to raise his head, for fear of looking at the boss, remembering his mistake the other day.

Apparently Hasan did not answer the greeting of his employees, he just walked upright and straight gaze regardless of the humans around him. Suddenly it felt cold, with the presence of the flat-faced boss, there was no expression.

"They're serem amet yak!" whispered zahira while giggling, "hushst you're right" Azizah chuckled, which further added to the excitement in gibbbing her boss.

"Don't talk about me in the back, or tomorrow, you won't be able to wander around in this place anymore!" hasan said. It turned out that Hasan heard what they were talking about, because his steps were not too far away from the two of them.

The faces of the two beautiful women became pias, fear painted on their faces.

Busyeet, tajem is very hearing. Eat what people are. Of course the speech was only able to be spoken in the heart by zahira.

The tension gradually subsided, a tall and slightly raised tanpan man with a bewok in his jaw, already invisible to the sight of two girls who had been silent since he looked down, because of the intimidation speech from the boss.

"Here you go, let's work again. It will be sprayed, and we can't wander around here anymore." said Azizah imitating the words of Hasan. Instantly their laughter broke out in his making.

While in another place, where Hasan's room is located he is still paying attention to the behavior of the two women, who returned cheerful when there was no him. The room that hasan has indeed had black glass from the outside.

So that people who are inside can see out without knowing the person who is outside.

He smiled faintly at the two women who were cheerful even though they were at work, no matter what he was thinking.

And it was time to go home. Zahira was in the usual place waiting for the vehicle to pass.

"Za I came home first huh" said Azizah who was riding a bicycle berbonggan with Wadiah his comrade-in-arms. "Yes be careful" Zahira said as she waved her hand. Before long his phone rang it turned out Naufal was wolfing down.

"Hello"

" ...."

Zahira kept silent on hearing what Naufal said on the phone. Instantly her forehead wrinkled and her smile faded. Apparently, the mature man broke his promise to pick him up, because there was a sudden obstacle that he could not leave.

'it looks like a car that was yesterday' muram zahira. His face was stunned after the glass was opened by the rider, it turned out that it was the wall-faced boss. Instantly his face lowered. Fear of dealing with sibos.

The boss opened the front door next to the driver. It seemed that the man wanted to give Zahira a ride.

"My father took me home" asked Zahira.

The boss just nodded his head without wanting to answer the question from Zahira.

'The answer is cake, it is very difficult to open the mouth, I was facing the real wall if this is it' Zahira's inner face that displays irritation. Without thinking for a long time he landed his butt into the soft seat that had been the boss's ride.

The door closed and the car was running. On the way no one dared to open their voice. Silent, Zahira was confused to fear mispronunciation, ahirnya he chose silence so that his position remains safe. The sound of a heavy sound spread his daydream.

"No need to tense up, I don't bite, unless you ask to bite yourself" he said grinning.

'Crazy, you can joke on the face of this wall. Why did I get goosebumps huh, hearing it' Zahira's inner being that she suddenly held her nape.

"uh, no sir, I'm kidding" she replied.

"If I'm serious, why?" he said with a smile.

'Wah crazy this is the boss, do not know just want to bite people, ' thought zahira.

He shuddered in horror at the thought of his boss a nibbler.

"Why begong ?" ask Hasan who occasionally his gaze is fixed on the mimic changes of zahira's face.

"Ah no sir, I was telling you again to bite people, pluk!." zahira immediately patted his mouth that felt wrongly said.

His face grew pias, and felt uneasy at having imagined his boss a no-no.

Seeing the sometimes silly behavior of Zahira made Hasan smile, and suddenly Hasan wanted to prank the person beside him.

***