About A Taste

About A Taste
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Wardah is now ready for her work suit. The clothes he used to wear for interviews, but unfortunately failed. Now he's wearing it back, save bro! Can't be wasteful. Although he actually did not know the uniform procedures or clothes used in this company.



"Damn! It's perfect to be the boss!" Chirps Caca.


"No need to do that" Wardah said.


"Yes-yes, let's go! I've been waiting with my baby only," said Caca who has now breezed out of the room.


In a hurry, Wardah took his bag and followed Caca. The living room is empty, which means Caca's girlfriend and friends are gone. Arriving at the lobby, Caca pulls Wardah's hand to follow her. Wardah's wrong guess. They were in the middle of a car with two men.


"Let's save fuel, we ride them" Chirps Caca. As if to know where the man next to him thought.


"You go out with them often?" Ask Wardah by sending a chat to Caca. Behold it! Maybe because it was awkward, he chose to chat through chat.


"Yes, quite often. If Hito again ngajak Pak Adit or coincidentally his apartment, must be breakfast in me," replied Caca.


"Why not just talk normally? It feels like again nguntitin aja if chatingan gini! While next to the kita," he added.


"Compose me!" Answer Wardah.


"What are you guys doing anyway? Busy on your own!" Gerrutu Hito's.


"Hehehe, no father Yaank...." Answer Caca.


Their chatter got here. Now it just sounds floundering hotheaded for Caca and their jokes. The world belongs to them, others don't know where! Auu ah! It's dark!


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Okay fine! After a ten-minute drive, they finally arrived at the office. Wardah was amazed to see the building that is now towering.


It says there's a name "WordTV". One of the international television stations in Indonesia.


"Let's go in! I'll take you to the HRD room," Caca said, crap Wardah's imagination.


They both live here. Where did the two men go. Suddenly there is no more. Wardah followed Caca who had already waltzed in. Looks like some people there are looking towards Wardah and Caca. It feels like its own anger.


"Why are we seeing that?" whispered Wardah.


"I'm used to being bullied. You also know for yourself the reason" replied Caca.


Thankfully, we were in the elevator. Sharp eye contact no longer exposed Wardah. Haha.


It's in the elevator button, if they're on the 15th floor.


In a quiet, quiet, tense room. Here comes Wardah now. Middle waiting for the head of HRD who said still out for a while. Alone here, just like a test of guts.


Cklek!


"Look! You're a special guest, Mr. Aditya, right?" Ask a woman who suddenly enters.


Wardah who became his interlocutor was silent. Adityas? Isn't that the name of his friend Hito?


"Here's the sweet boy, I'll show you your part later" said the woman as she walked to her seat.


Wardah followed the woman and sat down in front of her. He looks like he opened his computer. Seriously for a while, then face Wardah completely.


"Your name is Wardah Asyifa Alifia? Graduates of economics, once in the world of radio broadcasting while still in school," said the mother.


"Room ma'am" answered Wardah.


"Can I test to read the news or VO?" Ask the mother again.


"okay! Try to vo this news manuscript," said the mother, who does not know his name at all.


Wardah took the paper and began preparing her diaphragmatic voice. He is not sure whether he still controls it or not. He studied here for a few days.


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...SLUG: MOBILITY IS STILL HIGH...


...TITLE: EXIT TOLL SIDOARJO CLOSED DURING PPKM EMERGENCY...


...PROGRAM :INTERNET JOURNAL...


...REPORTER :RIZA RAHMA...


...LOCATION:SIDOARJO...


...TGL:13 JULY 2021...


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... (**PKG***)...


...THIS IS THE CLOSURE PROCESS AT THE EXIT DOOR TOLL SIDOARJO/ WHICH IS THE ENTRANCE TO THE CITY OF SIDOARJO FROM THE DIRECTION OF SURABAYA/OR FROM OUTSIDE THE CITY//HERE THE POLICE RANKS OF THE SIDOARJO POLRESTA UNIT AND THE RANKS OF PJR OFFICERS DIRLANTAS POLDA JATIM CONDUCTED THE CLOSURE OF THE SIDOARJO TOLL EXIT AND THESE CONDITIONS/MADE CONGESTION ALONG TWO KILO METERS/ /...


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...VEHICLES FROM THE DIRECTION OF SURABAYA TO THE CITY OF SIDOARJO THROUGH TOLL/COULD HAVE TO ROTATE ACROSS EXIS TOLLANGGULANGIN// ...


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...THIS CLOSURE WAS CARRIED OUT FOLLOWING/THE RESULTS OF AN EVALUATION CONDUCTED BY THE POLICE/WHO SHOWED SIDOARJO REGENCY IS STILL BLACK/BECAUSE OF THE HIGH MOBILITY OF CITIZENS/IN EMERGENCY PPKM/COURSE THAT TOOK PLACE SINCE JULY 3//...


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...THE PLAN/ATTACHMENT AT THE EXIT TOLL DOOR WILL BE DONE DURING PPKM LAST/AND THE PROXIMITY LASTS FOR 24 HOURS/OR DAYLIGHT//...


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...WWC1... AKBP DWI SUMRAHADI/PJR IN JATIM...


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...THE CLOSURE PROCESS IS NOT ONLY DONE AT THE EXIT TOLL DOOR/ ALSO DONE AT THE BORDER OF SURABAYA SIDOARJO/ AND THE BORDER OF SIDOARJO PASURUAN/AS WELL AS SEVERAL POINTS ON THE ROAD LEADING TO THE CITY OF SIDOARJO//...


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...FROM SIDOARJO EAST JAVA/RIZA RAHMA/REPORT//...


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Calmly, Wardah read it. The time is really noticed. Until the woman in front of him shone.


"My name is Raya Indriyani. Just call me Mother Raya. Even I forgot to introduce myself" said the woman who turned out to be named Raya. Wardah smiled kindly welcoming his hand.


"You are my host, right? Starting tomorrow!" Said Bu Raya.


"Mom, don't put it in front of the screen... I beg you, I'm still not ready if it's straight like that" Pinta Wardah frantically.


Of course he doesn't want to. He still has stage fright.


"Hahaha, strange you are, given the vacancy so the artist does not want to. Yes already, for the next month you I put you in the news division. Mas Angga will accompany you later. Let me deliver," said Bu Raya.


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