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Playboy vs Playgirl

Tamara—

You know what's worse than meeting an ex-lover? Meet an ex-lover who is holding his new lover, then show it to you. It's worse, right? Very bad even. Not that I haven't moved on, I've done that and I don't care at all about the man's presence anymore, even if he's holding his new girlfriend.

I just don't like the fact that he can get a girlfriend first, I can do the same thing, just don't want to. In fact, if I wanted to reply to her, I wanted to do it elegantly. A Tamara Pricillia can't be outdone by a man who isn't even level to her.

“Ah, what a coincidence that we can meet like this,” he said lightly.

Coincidentally I really want to steal it. This is like meeting a death angel on the road, not good for your survival.

“Oh, hi. Jeremy, right?” my reply. No less light, and gentle of course. Leave all my tombo images first, because I have to teach a lesson to the man who is acting in front of me. “You know, right, if my memory is bad? Didn't know we could meet here. This your girlfriend? How different from the last girl you brought yesterday?” my continue.

The woman who was holding the man's arm looked a little shocked, and immediately released her hand. Okay, this is gonna get more exciting. I really like to create chaos, which is why I don't play around with Tamara Pricillia. Does this guy think he's special just because he's been dating her for two weeks? Just be right.

The man named Jeremy was immediately chasing the woman next to him who had just run away. Is that all? I thought there would be scenes like those ftvs, I was really looking forward to the truth.

“Who, Ra?” ask a man who is suddenly next to me.

That's my best friend, Dean Rajapati. We were shopping for staple food and were at the fruit booth when I met Jeremy, a former lover whom I had decided on a month ago. The reason is, I'm just bored. Jeremy is a boring guy who makes me go out sometimes for some reason. We only dated for two weeks. Come on, if you want to blaspheme or abuse me, I will be very pleased. In life, we will accept such things once or twice, and many times. I'm the last type.

“Jeremy, which a month ago I broke up,” I replied.

Dean just shook his head to hear me say. We are very different friends, actually I have one other friend. I'll tell you later, this time focus on shopping. If you're wondering who all these groceries are for, the answer is for me, for Dean as well.

So, I have one apartment, mine and also in my name. In the South Jakarta area, I bought it after I saved for many years, from the beginning I was still a regular employee to remain an ordinary employee as well. The career path in my company is very tight, you can rise to office if you have good connections and relationships with superiors, there are also other options with being an exemplary employee. But, still, exemplary employees will lose if they do not have connections.

The point is, you need to have a connection first. Okay, back to the apartment. The apartment was mine, and was often made a place to gather by the three of us, more often me and Dean. Anastasia Renjani, the friend I was referring to earlier was the busiest person among the three of us, because she was also a model building a career, and lately it is gaining popularity and starting to flood the bids of many local magazines.

“Ra, what apple is watermelon?” ask Dean. He held an apple and a watermelon in both hands.

“Apel lah, stay directly eat only because.”

Dean clicked his tongue. In fact, without such a question, Dean knew very well what my options were. I will still choose apples so that I do not need to peel and also cut them before eating. It has practically become my middle name, and it applies to everything that happens in my life. I don't like anything that has an above average level of complexity, I have to make sure everything is simple.

“I think you've started to like watermelon, but this looks really good, Ra. Look at it, it's really red-red, you're sure to pick an apple?” ask Dean again to be sure.

I forgot Dean was the opposite of my nature. If I like something very simple, then Dean loves something very much with a high degree of complexity. Guess what his job is? He is the head of the laboratory team at a large company that produces instant food, I don't need to mention which company, right?

Anyway, Dean always forced me to immediately eliminate this lazy nature of motion that I had and soon had a normal life. Was my life not normal all this time? He was always like that, he always gave sweet comments when meeting Anastasia, but always cornered me on various occasions.

If I wasn't their best friend, maybe I'd think they were dating. They're perfect for something like that, it doesn't matter if they're dating behind my back, I'll be happy, as long as they tell me instead of hiding it.

**

There's one thing I really don't like when it comes to the job I'm working on right now. I hate to admit it, but it's an open secret that almost every employee in my department knows about. The manager currently in office. He is handsome, I admit it, and almost all the female employees here also admit it.

Just handsome, what else does he have? Oh, he was my senior in college first, and most importantly, he was the most wanted playboy in this office as well as on campus first. He is handsome, yes what else he needs in addition to being a female player, because he is also very liked by many women as well.

Oh, and this is what matters. I once said that connection is very important, right? If only I had him at this time, maybe I would have held the post of manager. In terms of performance I am better, and I also work longer here on his appeal. Just because he had an om who also worked in this office, and occupied an important position in the company, he became a manager easily.

Imagine how disappointed I was for losing so badly to him, without any meaningful struggle. Yes, I hate injustice like this the most. That's why I hate the man who currently holds the position of manager.

“Ra, Mr. Theo would like to see you,” said Rani.

I breathed a tired breath, I knew this day would come because I had suddenly delayed handing over the report that I should have submitted yesterday. Let's just say it's the part of Tamara that defected all the orders of a manager. I'm ready whenever he wants to fire me, I've even prepared a letter of resignation in my drawer that I'll hand over whenever I want.

“Why? You admit to mistakes again?” ask Rani again.

“More precisely I deliberately made a mistake, I am so sick of Theo-Theo,” I replied fieryly.

In this office, I am the only one who courageously defies all the opinions of the manager at every meeting. Even Mother Goddess who worked here longer than me did not dare to do that. It's like this

The real Tamara, after all those who need me, without me, the marketing of this company is very bad. I'll start to show how arrogant I am, so that Theo also realizes who is dealing with whom.

I got up from my seat and brought some maps on my desk to Theo's esteemed room. I should have also brought a cup of hot coffee to immerse in the face not too—tampan—it.

Yeah, I hate that about him.

This Theo has been about a year of being a manager, and that one year I had to hold back this hatred. If you expect me to suddenly love her as it did in many dramas, then resist that desire.

“Excuse me, sir, this is the report you requested yesterday,”. As smooth as possible, even less delicate with my facial skin.

“Didn't I ask you to prepare this report yesterday?” tanyanya cold.

Theo gave his little grin, what does all that mean? Is he mocking me? “That's why Mr. Hadi likes you so much, you're too brave,” he said.

Is that a compliment? Why does it sound like an insult? I definitely feel that way. Ah, he's trying to convince me of all that goodness. Believe me, it won't work for me who's been very tough and trained for certain situations.

“You can come out, I will check in advance and will contact you if there is a shortage.”

Without saying anything else, I immediately walked out of the room, with a bent face of course. The mood of my heart is never good if it's about Theo. That's lucky, isn't it, that guy like Theo? Handsome and have connections, then in gilai many women. Good-looking men are always lucky.

**

Like Friday’at before, me and five of our members will have dinner together and just exchange stories and complaints for one week. More precisely ‘gosip’. Come on, all office workers must be like that. We release our stress in this way, and now it has become our routine.

“Diapain you yesterday the same Theo, Ra?” ask Rani.

I lifted both my shoulders. Almost everyone knew how this deep sense of hatred was fixed on Theo.

“And yes, I emailed him about the delay in the report I made, but he didn't know anything. Just bring Mr. Hadi to quip me, ‘That's why Mr. Hadi likes you so much, you are too brave.’.” I mimicked his last words before expelling me from his office.

“Bare? Well, it's ambiguous that it's boss one,” Jay chimed in.

Everyone at the table laughed at Jay's short words. Jay is actually one of Theo's friends who is also one of the majors with Theo in Business Administration, inexplicably this Jay could be in our gang. Perhaps Theo was deliberately telling Jay to spy on his subordinates that he could not do directly. Something like that could happen.

“I think you're Theo's best friend,” Siska said. He propped up his chin and stared at Jay intensely, as if this Jay was his last prey tonight.

There's a new fact you should know, Siska's a man. His name was Samuel, but he changed his name voluntarily to Siska. Wanna know why? Long time ago actually, when I met Siska this first time in the office, she was already like this. But, originally he was very good and always connect if it has become a garbage can all my curses about men.

“It looks like tonight will be a long night between Siska and Jay, nih.” Bara. If there is one advantage that Bara has, then he is a handyman warming up the atmosphere. He is quieter tonight than ever.

We started cheering after Siska's long gaze on Jay made the bespectacled man blush. Blushed? Real for? I think Jay's normal. Joking. Jay is normal, Siska who likes to tease men in the office. Theo was also a victim.

Okay, why have I always associated everything with Theo? The effects of getting too much work and also working on reports, made my brain unable to think normally.

“Ra, do you have any intention of doing this Theo?” ask Gita.

So, we now have six people. Me, Jay, Rani, Gita, Bara, and Siska. This is our permanent member who will gather every Friday’at night, the place can vary depending on the number of votes in the group.

“You're seriously kayak gini in front of Jay?” ask me with ticklish.

“I wasn't that complainant that time, Tamara. I'm rightly the same position as Theo, but here I become your gang, must be professional, dong.”

I chuckle with the sentence Jay, Bara will definitely protest with the designation ‘gang rumpi’ by Jay. “Heh, that means what kind of gang? Feels we lambe turah times, ah,” protest Bara.

“Sok most male, ye, Bar. Though every lunch hour, hanging out with Siska mulu,” timpal Gita.

“But it could also be the idea of Gita earlier, tuh. I think lately Theo has not been dapet deh girl, last dated two months ago,” said Jay.

“Pas really, well, when was the last time you dated anyway, Ra? Who the fuck is it, Tom, Jerry, who's it ..”

“Jeremy,” cut me.

“Well, Jeremy. It's so complicated, it has a name. I have a good deal if you can macarin Theo. Kate Spade or Hermes, you name it, I will be happy to buy special for you.”

I looked at Gita closely. I don't like it when it's challenged like this, my competitive soul suddenly thrashed to hear such a bet. This Gita has also been born into a socialite family, he works just to have fun and fill his free time. So, I also did not hesitate to think many times.

“Like, deh, if you're already convinced. You sure don't want to, Ra, when else to get a free branded item. Sure, deh, that salary a month you will also not be enough to buy the brand soan.”

Siska and her lemes mouth are what I sometimes want to stuff with toilet paper. I also know that my salary will not be enough to buy all that, why should it be clear, anyway? I melengos. Actually I just answer ‘iya’ only, and all the curious faces will disappear. Making them wonder is also quite fun.

“Time limit?” my many.

“Take your time, sweetheart. I know it's not that easy for Macarin Mr. Bos.”

“Anyday, that's your blackcard, Git. Don't cry if you lose,” taunted me.

**

**oh hello, long time no greeting here, even though many bgt that has not been in the story but has appeared another title again. No papa time, enjoy this story. For other titles there is no hilal will be continued or not, maybe it will remain in advance, but do not know when, hopefully you are not too waiting.

Happy reading**~~