GIO Company, a retail company with sixty-five outlets spread across several cities. My status as administrative staff requires me to dwell on reports, reports, and reports. Every day piles of files lined up neatly in front of a desk that was never empty. I have worked in this office for almost seven years. Director, Prof. Drs. Giejanto, SM. MH., office owner was very kind to me. Exemplary figure who is wise, firm, authoritative, good personality.

It's still clear in my memory booth, about the incident of fainting in the hospital at that time. Without thinking I immediately nodded in agreement, accepting the offer to work at his company. Not only that, Mr. Gie even gave me an additional salary bonus every month. Mr. Gie, is one of the largest shareholders as well as the “president director” of the company where I work now.

A wealthy widower, his wife died 12 years ago and until now he has no interest in remarrying. Asked after the investigation, Mr. Gie has an only one child. Unfortunately, although I have worked in this office for a long time, I have never met him in person. According to rumors circulating, his only son is studying abroad.

Today is Monday. Busy, busy, busy day. I finish my work as quickly as possible, so that I can go home on time. Oh my, my stomach growling. I decided to find some food before going home. Unsteady strides, down a path through traffic jams, to fast food a few blocks from the office. Daily menu, such as fast food or if not in a shop near a rented house. At least when I go on day off, I cook alone at home, sometimes Tyas comes to my house to cook together.

Home sweet home, the most lazy when traveling alone. For monthly shopping I always invite Tyas to accompany me. Tyas, she is my high school friend, she is humorous, and cute, likes to talk without semicolons. Tyas is the only friend I have, she is always by my side in joy, and sorrow.

Tyas, a petite girl with a height of approximately 146 centimeters, weight 70 kilograms, brown skin, shoulder-length curly hair. "Mrengil" or small cute Javanese people say. Hehehe.. it reminds me of high school, boyfriends at school were the most persistent in bullying Tyas. "Mbul Gembul" her nickname is also short, and fat, Tyas often cries because of their outrageous ridicule, and jokes. In the end, I will always give a reply to people who say bad things to him

Arriving at the cashier, I queued in line. Luckily it wasn't so crowded today, only two people were standing in front of me. Patiently waiting while humming softly, releasing boredom. I immediately ordered food when it was my turn in line.

"May I have the package of three, eats here!" I said emphasizing every word.

After getting the food, a piece of chicken thigh, rice, and milo ice. I rushed to find an empty seat, my eyes searching through the already filled seats. Finally, I found an empty seat in the row to the right by the window. With hurried steps, I didn't realize that in front of me there was someone standing while making a phone call.

As a result, my drinking water clearly spilled staining his white shirt. Ouch! It's bad, he must be angry. My face was immediately worried, cold sweat as big as corn came out of the pores of the skin on my temples.

"JEZZ! WHERE ARE YOUR EYES!”

Shouted the man loudly. I flinched at the sound of his thunderous screams.

“Look at my clothes, very dirty! See if you walk."

He snapped in a high tone, his face red with anger. He glared at me like he was going to rip my eyeballs out. My heart almost broke when I heard his thunderous screams.

“Sorry, sorry, accidentally. Sorry, I'm very sorry," I apologized with my face lowered deeply, full of regret.

"Sorry, sorry. Just sorry... no need!"

He snapped in anger, flicking his fingertip against my forehead. Immediately, my emotions overflowed. I shouted back at him.

“Hey, I already apologized, why are you flicking my forehead. It's not polite, getting angry in front of a lot of people. Shame, you know. Just clothes, how much do you want! Ten, I'll buy it now." Raised head, challenged, ignited the fire of enmity. I was so annoyed, I stamped on the tip of his foot hard, while sticking out a mocking tongue.

"You... how dare you."

He grumbled, angry, but didn't immediately reply. For a moment his gaze checked his watch. The man hurried away from me, his stout footsteps seemed to be limping. I cursed in my heart annoyed.

I set my tray down on the table, sat down, and ate it, grumbling. Glancing furiously at the people around who had been listening to my fight. There are those who turn their attention back to their food, there are some people who are still whispering softly whispering, not a few who laugh.

It really embarrassed me in front of so many people. I immediately pushed the feeling away, pretending it never happened or just pretending to be unlucky. It was a really annoying day, a million tired feelings after work grew tired after meeting that man.

I opened the door wide, then closed, and locked it. Turn on the light and go to the bathroom. Feeling refreshed after showering, I dry my wet hair with a small towel. My eyes saw the briefcase lying on the bedside table. Thinking back on the incident at fastfood earlier, I was so angry that I punched my innocent teddy bear.