A Friend from Malaysia

Interviews

"Yola is fine, Ma. Yola is not accepted yet. Mama don't worry. If accepted this is only to bring Ammar back. Mama wants Ammar, right?"

While calling Yola put the watch on her wrist while her phone was clamped between her ear and shoulder to keep it from falling off.

"No, Ma. Atok said he wasn't in KL either. He is now in Johor. Even if she's here, you have to believe that Yola won't give her a chance to come back" Yola said in response to her mother's nag far across.

After ending the call, Yola made a final touch-up for the flawless makeup on her face. Perfect! With a peach-colored long-sleeved top combined with a black skirt 5 inches above the knee, Yola was confident enough to conduct an interview session today. And the appearance was perfected with colored stiletto shoes in line with the clothes he wore. While his long brown curly hair was left neatly rubbed down his back.

"OKAY. Ready to go!" he said to himself.

Then with his bag, Yola immediately left the hotel where he was staying. By driving a taxi to Atok Yahya's N-one Grocery building.

N-one Grocery is a supermarket-like shopping mall whose branches are spread in every city across Malaysia. A company of this size is Atok Yahya who founded it from scratch. For this one thing, Yola greatly admired the leadership of Atok Yahya.

And the goal this time is to the N-one Grocery building which is right in the middle of Kuala Lumpur. This building is not a skyscraper as is often on television. But the 10-story building is quite spacious, with the N-one Grocery shopping center located on the 1st floor to 3rd floor of the building. While the 4th and 5th floors of the building are used for warehouses. The next floor up to the top is used for all employee and staff activities.

Yola with a sigh came out of the taxi staring at the building. After asking the security, Yola finally knew that the elevator for employees was on the east side of the building. That forced Yola to walk around the building. Even if he knew early he would have told the taxi driver to drop him on the east side.

Yola walked while glancing at her watch. 15 again at exactly 9am. He was invited to interview the building at exactly 9 a.m.

Slightly speeding up his footsteps, suddenly his steps stopped to see a boy about 6 years old was crying in front of the supermarket N-one grocery. His little heart was a little touched to see the child. Ammar, his son must be that big by now. Since Ammar was brought by the Nirwan family to Malaysia, Yola has never seen the child. He never tried to see her either. His heart ached remembering all that Inspiration had done to him. She was very young at the time, plus her bad experiences during pregnancy without her husband's attention and support made her want to keep the child away from her. He did not want to have the son of that man. Plus Yola did not want that the child would make him entangled and could not be separated from Inspiration. So he decided to release Ammar and Ilham. They both are not his.

"Hey, honey. Why are you crying, hmm? Where's your mama?" ask Yola gently.

His eyes wander around him who knows find someone who is looking for his child.

Instead of being silent, the boy tightened his voice.

"Huaaaa ...."

"Hey shut up, baby. Auntie's here! Aunty will take you to the information section" Yola said, trying to calm her down.

The boy was silent but still sobbing while staring at Yola.

"Sir, that aunt is ape?" tanyanya polo's.

Huh huh? I'm called aunt? Kayak mak-mak aja, yola murmur in the heart.

"The aunt is aunty. You understand not aunty? Yes it is the same with aunt," replied Yola.

"But I want to call an aunt" said the boy infuriatingly.

"OK, okay. Whatever. But we need to find your mama soon" Yola said. "Come, come with the aunt!"

"What's your name?" ask Yola.

"David."

Yola led the boy's hand into the supermarket.

Meanwhile from a distance, someone was staring at Yola from inside the car.

Which macem can you care about other slaves, while with your own son you don't care about? the man's mind is in the heart.

"We're in now, sir?" ask the driver in the car.

"Sekejab again." she replied.

Meanwhile, inside the supermarket, Yola immediately searched the N-one grocery announcement section and finally found it with the help of security.

"Sorry, this kid lost his mother. Could you please announce a notice so her mom can pick her up here?" ask Yola.

The female staff who served in the announcement paid no heed. He was busy calling with his phone.

"Sorry, can you please ...."

The woman's staff gave her a code with her palm which meant telling Yola to be quiet because she was busy calling. And what pissed Yola off was that it didn't seem like a very important phone. Yola could hear that the staff in her flirtatious style was calling her boyfriend.

That made Yola impatient and a little angry. Without a second thought he leaned his body and grabbed the tiny micropone into his mouth.

"Good morning Father and Mother visitors N-one Grocery. We have found a boy named David. If you come with David, please come to the customer service department. Thank you." Thank you."

The staff's eyes immediately glanced, seeing Yola who presumptuously took the microphone without her permission.

"You're this ...."

The girl in the information section wanted to snatch the mic away from Yola, but Yola ignored it and made an announcement again.

"Good Morning, ladies and gentleman customer N-one Grocery, we have found a little boy named David. If you are with David, please come to customer service office. Thank you." - Thank you."

"Hey! Siame you??!! The very pace of your hands. You're not an employee here, kenape want to be very presumptuous hold-hold goods here?!!!" the staff shouted angry.

Yola did not respond to the angry screams of the staff. He patiently smiled as he waited for David's parents. Sure enough, not long after a conversation. Middle-aged came in throngs and rushed to hug his son.

"David! You okay with? Kenape took off my mom's hand, honey?"

"Not ape-ape. Ade auntie help David." replied the boy pointing to Yola.

"Thank you, brother. Thank you for helping my son." said the woman.

"Together, Mother. Next time please take care of her son. And you boy, don't get away from your mama anymore" advised Yola.

"Ok, auntie! But you're a bitch when you say different to me?" tanyanya.

"Because of the aunt of the Indonesian people. Not very different. Just a little je," replied Yola adding a little malay accent to her words.

"Indon's? Indian aunt to? My neighbor was also an Indonesian," said the boy.

"We are neighbors" Yola replied smiling. "And also brother."

After the child and mother left. The staff announcement came out of his post.

"So you're ready? Intervening in my work?"

Yola smiled.

"I asked for help earlier. But you're still busy calling. That's why I helped you do your job, and now you still want to be angry, sister Berlina Riski?" yola said coldly after reading the staff's name on her bet name.

"a-ape? Who would want to tell you ...."

"Just make sure you don't see me again" Yola said, patting the staff on the shoulder as she left the area's announcement.

 

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"Yolanda Gunawan! We call once again, Yolanda Gunawan!"

"I! I was here," Yola immediately walked quickly towards the man who was calling out to her.

"Sit down! Meet saye Nadira. I am the Director of Personnel. May also be called the Director of HRD," said the woman was friendly.

They shake hands.

Nadira looks so beautiful. He also looks very young. Maybe he was the same age as Ilham, thought Yola.

"Sister Yolanda Gunawan, you know today at 9 am there is an interview schedule, right?" ask the man next to her.

The man is also about the age of about 30 years is the same as Ilham. But he doesn't seem as friendly as Nadira.

Yola raised her wrist and looked at her watch.

"At 9 o'clock exactly. I arrived on time" he replied.

"If you look at the way of reasoning your time, you must be a person who is principled workers and employees must come and go home on time. So if there is a job like that? Will it be shipped until the next day? When the loan continues, when can the work be completed?" ask the man who turned out to be the deputy director.

Yola who heard the dissatisfied tone of the man about herself, became unhappy about it. He immediately got up from his seat.

Without waiting for an answer from the people who were about to interview her, Yola immediately turned around as she prepared to leave. However ....

"Is this the Bacherol of business administration at Warthon University in the United States? Just because of one alma mater with Donald Trump, then when you don't like to go straight away is it?"

Inspiration, somehow now had stood before him. Yola's heart seemed to want to escape from her body, but fortunately she was soon able to control herself. He had prepared for times like this. Sooner or later he will surely meet Ilham even if Yola does not want to.

"Sorry, you are ...? Yola questioned the position of Inspiration at that place.

"Chairman of N-one Grocery or may also be called President Director, Tengku Ilham Nirwan," he replied firmly.

Yola nodded in understanding. It seems Atok lied to her. In fact, Ilham is not in Johor, but here.

"In order to respond to your question or statement just now, first of all, I explain the interviewer expressed his dissatisfaction with me for not coming early, because he did not come early, which in this case I am not at all late," said Yola looked at the deputy director then looked back at Ilham.

"Then, he felt that if workers came and went home on time meant they could not finish the job. This is really ridiculous. Because what should be seen from a position is his ability not how much overtime I will spend here. So in my opinion, between both parties, the interviewer with the interviewer may choose. And frankly, the attitude of N-one grocery is quite disappointing. Continuing this interview will just be a waste of my time." replied Yola.

Inspiration takes a breath.

"Hearing the answer from sister Yolanda, I may draw the essence of this, that our deputy director was wrong in this article. Saye apologized on her behalf. But, N-one Grocery is a large national-scale company, sister Yolanda does not necessarily judge us from just that one sentence only. So, can we give each other another chance?

Yolanda looked at the man in front of her this was almost in disbelief. The man was being formal to her. Really heartless. But in the end he nodded.

"Well, thank you, Director."

 ***

"Do you think there are three important skills for a career in marketing?" tanya Nadira began her duties as an interviewer.

This time there were 3 people who interviewed him. Nadira, the deputy director named Leon and also Ilham, her own ex-husband.

"First of all, I think communication skills are important. Someone who works in the field of marketing needs to understand the client and be able to present ideas and concepts. Second, the skills work regularly. Third, be proactive and try to anticipate client needs.” replied Yola.

"Ape who differentiates you from the other candidates we interviewed for this position?"

“Something that sets me apart from other candidates is my ability to present things. Previously, I worked as a volunteer coordinator for large nonprofits and often held presentations to groups of more than 100 people. I am very comfortable being in front of or a group of people, no matter the size. With this ability, I am confident that I am worthy of working in this place.”

Yola vividly explained question after question.

The turn of Inspiration asked.

"The stock market is volatile. If you're the trader, what do you do?" tanyakanya.

Yola jerks. Inspiration changed his calling from "sister" to "you". And especially this man brought up the matter of stocks and traders even though Yola did not include that in his CV. Why would he know?

"Trader is on wall street and stock exchanges. It has nothing to do with the position I will sit in later in N-one. Can you continue with the other questions?" tanyanya was not happy.

Now it was Nadira's turn to ask again.

"Marriage status. Ape Sister Yolanda is married?" tanyakanya.

That question made Ilham and Yola look at each other for a moment. The feeling in Ilham's heart raged, whereas Yola felt it was an annoying question.

"I have included in my CV my identity card as an Indonesian citizen. I never got married!" said firmly.

Those words were very piercing in the recesses of the heart of Inspiration.

"alright. Next question from saye," said Leon. "How much salary do you ask for when you are accepted into this line of work?"

"50,000 RM," Yola replied casually.

"Whatt???!!! RM 50,000? Whoa, fantastic! You know salary saye as vice president of saje, only around 25,000 je. With nearly 5 years of experience. And you haven't ape-ape have demanded a lot very much!" the pekiknya don't like.

Yola smiled.

"That's your problem. I asked for so much because I was confident in my abilities as a graduate of Warthon University. But even if the N-one side can not pay that much for my salary, as I said earlier. Each of us as the person being interviewed with the interviewer can choose" Yola said.

Actually he said the salary makes no sense just to have a reason to refuse work here. Yola thought about it. He no longer wanted to be involved with Inspiration.

But unexpectedly, Ilham agreed.

"All right, deal! 50,000 RM if you are accepted here" said Ilham.

"Brach!!!" peekik Leon did not accept.

"I'm still a director at this company."

"All right, Mr. director. But isn't this too ...."

"Later discussed."

Leon can no longer say a word.

"Alright, we're going to the interview session, we can suffice until this time only. Please sister Yolanda wait a few days" said Nadira.

"alright. I'm pampering. Thank you for the interview" Yola said.

Without shaking hands with all three. Yola immediately turned around and walked out of here.

After Yola leaves, Leon will have the secretary call the next suitor. But Ilham forbade.

"Tell the suitor back. Give a sincere apology to everyone. Marketing Director kite has been confirmed," said Ilham flat.

"Anyone?!" peek at Leon while gaping. "A arrogant girl was there?"

He couldn't believe his best friend Ilham had such absurd thoughts.

Ilham sighed. Choose not to answer.

"So he's in, Mommy Ammar really?" nadira's question made Leon even more gaped in disbelief.

"Ape? Ape means Ammar's Mommy?" ask Leon to Nadira.

Nadira smiled meaningfully.

"So this is why you came back from Johor after I shared the profile of each candidate? Yolanda Gunawan, make the workhaholic Inspiration no matter what other matters fly here in just a moment?" his God in Inspiration.

"The bet to Nadira's date is Ilham?" ask Leon curious.

"Betullah. You don't trust your wife?" nadira asked Leon.

Nadira and Leon are both friends of Ilham during school. Both couple husband and wife. Despite coming from graduates of national universities, Ilham invited them to join the company N-one after considering the ability of both in helping him take care of company problems.

"But, you're kate she really hates your pade. How can a die get into an N-one? Ape reason him?" leon was confused.

"It must be Atok who wants him to enter N-one" replied Ilham.

"President director?"

Ilham nodded.

"Make ape? He hates you so much Inspiration. Kenape he's gonna come in here?"

"For Ammarlah. Ape again?"

"But kate you she doesn't want to be with her own child either. How can he take Ammar now?"

"Mase can change a person, maybe Yola too. Maybe he wanted Ammar back" said Ilham.

"Then are you going to give Ammar?" ask Nadira.

"Yes. Just so he came back to me."

"Then .... Sonia's? He won't be happy with this. If he knew this, he wouldn't let what you want happen."

"A long time ago I gave in to the serpent woman. It was time to get away from him. And I believe Atok has put this out, so I can reconcile with Yola. I can't waste this opportunity" said Ilham.