The atmosphere of the afternoon was so lugged. The employee said no one dared to take a word without being asked. "Mouth-mouth" locked the meeting. Both fingers are busy typing on their respective keyboards.
Throughout their leadership, the hatching has been unceasingly rough. I'm taking some late employees. He had the cleaning service mop the floor so he wouldn't have to feel it. He held many more strikes.
It's no surprise that the bustling atmosphere began, and the work, as usual, is tangled with tension among each employee.
"According to the information I can, Mrs. Sandra flies to Canada's master. She got a two-strata scholarship," said Dion, the man who asked Bera to investigate the presence of his wife.
"Is she okay?" Ask Bara The two hands were riding on the table. We are preparing to hear the next hearing.
"Madam is fine, but ...." Dion looks doubtful.
"Why? You know, I do not like to tear. Quickly say! " Said Bara immediately.
"Madame looked familiar with a man's master, she ..."
"You want me to take a break from working, Dion? Quickly say! "
"Sorry, the man is Soni. They shop all day and get into the same apartment. The new son returns after ten nights. "
Brak! The coral kicked off the table in front of him. His mind races as he learns the identity of the man who is with his wife, his wife's former race.
"Insects! So the concept is already brave now!"
Bara is angry. He knows if Soni has a heart for Sandra.
"What is Arsoni to Canada?" Ask Bara without removing the annoying racial tinge on his face.
"Take care of the opening of the new office, Mada Corp. Mr."
"How long is Arsoni there?"
"The plan is only two weeks of the master, but it might be more. Give Mrs. Sandra. "
Damn!"
Brak!
The Bara kicked the table in front of him. His dry bone flashes are unconcerned with them. It feels more like a nucleus. The Bara must not let it be. They will be close. The Bara does not want his shadow to happen.
"Quickly for the Mada family dragged home Arsoni!" Dion can only nod to his duty. This time, the master is mastered by emotions. It would be a problem if Dion denied the man's rule. After his death in Bara. His mind was so tired today.
"San, why should Arsoni? Should I be your uncle?"
Bara is sitting in his great seat. Put your head on the back of the chair. His gaze is lifted above the gust. He was thinking of his fate if Soni married Sandra. What a shame for his family later.
Soni is his nephew, the child of his sister. Their age is not much different from the pregnant brothers' at the same age. Brisia: His sister is 19 years old.
Tok Tok Tok
Knocking on the door and awakening the coal will be his job in the office. Professionals are prosecuted as leaders. His personal affairs should be eliminated.
Indri is the Bara secretary. The East Asian-style woman came in a handful of folders in front of his chest.
"Sorry, the last ten minutes will take place. The leader of Bimasakti Corp. has arrived. He waits in the meeting room," Indri said.
The coral stretched his eyes for a moment. Then he nodded and rose to follow Indri. Meeting at this time is crucial given the companies' long-standing collaboration. Bara did not want to disappoint all parties.
"We're sorry to wait for Mr. Bima's long time."
The cold breath man was created by Bara. The client is this time given enough details if you want something. Then the brief basis is enough to parse a tension that must be a moment that will happen.
"Not long, Mr. Bara, I just got to the moment, as well as the section of the female father was welcomed and served well." Bima closed his eyes and glanced at Indri, who was scattered next to the Bara.
He is almost half a century old, but Bima still likes to leave the young leaves. So also with the garage, which Glorious Indri does not like. while the gown seemed ordinary.
Uncomfortable flags begin to settle in his heart. After this, the Bara must rebuild the sense of Indri's appearance as tempting.
"Ah, then let's start his business discharge," said the next coal. He did not want to discuss the Indri issue. That's fine, but he looks like a woman's night.
***
Sandra appears to be in poor health on the American continent. She's been nauseated and irritated by his behavior three times now. Fortunately, verification on campus was running smoothly.
"Son, why are you? The last two bites of the bread are in and you are fed. What the hell happened?" Sandra invites his son.
One morning, there was no food incoming. Sandra tried to swallow the bread. But, what he got tight came out.
Ting.
The intercom sounds round. Slowly, Sandra stepped towards the door to see who had visited. From the direction of the camera, it looks like Soni is towering. In his hand, cakes from one of the famous restaurants.
"What's coming back, Soni?" Sandra's sowled. This time, he was completely misunderstood. His sense is a bit like coral, so it concentrates it.
"I came to visit you. You do not answer a message and lift my voice call. I am worried about San," said Soni without hesitation.
"Are you going to the doctor?" Soni looks anxious.
The timing of Sandra's appearance was so messed up. He couldn't let this happen in his heart. Sandra just shook her head. She was too weak to see the doctor.
"You've eaten?" asked Soni back. Again, Sandra shook her head. Make Soni more and more nervous.
"Then eat first, just after we go to the doctor. "We're friends."
Sandra did not answer. She just looked at the wrap of food that took Surbar's scent. Sandra's stomach wants the food.
"Let's eat first. You should eat your baby too. "
No longer denying the words of Soni, Sandra began to devour the food in front of him. One biological and two biologicals escaped just over his mouth. However, the third bite... The flavor came back again. Instantly, Sandra moves fast into the sink.
"Hoek ... hoek... hoek!"
She spilled all the food she was holding. While wiping his mouth with a tissue, Sandra was catching.
"This is also your son; try nausea and vomiting if this child cannot eat anyway." shouted garment.
***
After dinner, there was a strange sense of denial in his stomach. The Bara suddenly occupied his mouth. There's a chance of something exploding inside there. The instinct took him to the bathroom.
"Hoek ...!"
The food he had just held was pushed back outside. The Bara felt his stomach turbulent, up and up, and spelled out what he had been consuming earlier.
"Why is it that it's so small? I'm not drunk, right? Can it vomit this way? ... disgusting. "
Underwritten is born. He remembered not eating any of them. But his name is also Bara, in fact, no matter how he creates a problem. With a slight loss of octave sound, he called for the waiter's head.
"The assertive, what foods have you just got!"
"Why can I vomit after swallowing it?"
The asset was afraid to answer. Moreolahewhemihe did not dare raise his head to look at his master.
"Sorry, the cycles are always as usual," she said, vibrating.
"Maybe Master is morning sick—,"
Erni, the son of a poor man, said. When I realized she said something, his mouth was straight.
Furthermore, the asil aside has settled into his stomach with ease.
"What do you mean?"
Asil's gaze had been fixed on Erni.
"Sorry, the nut of the salacious," said the Asil's waiter, who passed first.
"That's because I found the test-"
"Hus!"
Bara is rotating his eyes.
"Quickly say no-tear."
Erni fears that she can no longer hide this. His humor is so original. But the release of the Asil was very painful, he said.
"What do you mean? You want to be fired?"
Erni feet. She kneeled in front of the coal with a tape of the scene.
"I'm sorry, I'm talking out."
"Please... Do not freak me out," he begged, begging.
Erni's words are notified by Bara. She chose to twist his feet and away. The dizziness suddenly attacked. want to break soon. Let's go to the doctor only.
"Sandra I feel ill. "Do you look after me?" he asked, touching Sandra's cheek and smiling in the 4R frame.
***