
The time was still at 07;35 minutes as Natasya set foot in a company lobby while holding a map. Today she will apply for a job at the recommendation of Emely, her new friend.
Again he made sure the company logo was printed large on the right side of the building entrance.
Yeah, correct. This is the name of the company that Emely last night called.
Natasha herself is not sure. But from last night Emely continued to urge, asking him to apply for a job at the Atmadja group.
Working hours have not yet begun, Natasya also chose to sit in the waiting chair while the receptionist stood behind his desk.
When Natasya decided to work, Anastasya naturally objected. The mother hoped that her daughter would only help her work at the flower shop. Accompany him as well as be his interlocutor. However, the desire of the princess was not able to prevent it.
When Tasya asked for Permission while cupping both hands as if to beg, Anastasya could not say 'No'. The mother also allows, but still makes special rules that must be obeyed by the princess.
A dozen minutes passed, all employees seemed to be lined up neatly. In her seat, Tasya stood up, looking around and wanting to know what was going on.
A group of well-bodied men entered the main door of the building. Apparently the company officials came and got a welcome from all employees. After the company officials passed, apparently the employees still stood in place. The national anthem is playing. Fulfill the whole room. All employees touch hands to the chest, while the lips move to follow the song.
Tasya is hypnotized. Looking around, not only the employees, but some people in the building also did the same. Spontaneous, he followed. Stand up straight, put the palm of the ladder on the chest and sing the national anthem.
The girl's lips covered a knotty smile. Although not born in his homeland, but all this time he always learned about the country of birth to his parents from the internet and history books given by his late father.
Even many anthems are also memorized Natasha, and now when she really lives in the country, the things she has learned first seem to be very beneficial for her work as well.
The workers began to struggle with their own routines. Tasya quickly approached the reception desk, to speed up the job registration process.
Engraved smile from the woman with the take name Lestari placed in the front clothes of the receptionist. He also asked Tasya to provide work registration files on the personnel section. The girl followed the directions, provided attachments and personal data to the HRD and just waited for further confirmation.
Natasha breathed a sigh of relief. At least the job application file has been successfully collected. Whether he receives it or not, he cannot do much.
"Again there are still interviews also some more stages that must be passed." Natasha muttered so she was about to walk out the main door of the Atmadja group building. After this, we will go to the flower shop. Meeting her mother also helped her sell.
Whether because it is too cool to daydream or not to pay attention to the road, Natasya accidentally collided with a man who was apparently also surprised and did not have time to avoid.
The girl bowed half her body. He also had time to peek from the corner of the eye if someone who is shy, wearing a formal suit and has a large high posture.
"Sorry, Sir. I was not intentional."
The man was still silent, and set his heartbeat in shock.
In my heart, Natasya hopes that the man is not one of the company's leaders Atmadja group. If yes, then Natasya can make sure if he will not pass the test.
"It's okay. Already, don't bend like that?."
The man's words made Natasya start to hold her head slowly even though she was afraid. When the girl dared to look at someone who was the victim, apparently the man was also doing the same thing.
Who-is-she?.
Not the figure of a young man, but the figure of a mature man who is now standing not far from Natasya. The girl's forehead frowned, finding the man who did not seem to blink when he saw her face.
"Master, forgive me. Maybe I was too careless, to not pay attention to the road and hit you."
The man was still silent, staring at him.
"Master," called the man beside her who might be the subordinate of the man who was still staring at Natasha without a blink.
"Sir."
This time the man began to blink and as if he had just woken up from a daydream.
"It's okay. Maybe I'm the one who's not watching the road either." The man smiling faintly looked at Natasya, before finally continuing on again the journey.
Natasya too, he again continued his steps in accordance with his plan to visit his mother's flower shop.
Meanwhile, a man who had just knocked Natasya, walked into the Atmadja group building with his mind fixed on the girl he had just met.
Who he is, why his face is almost similar to...
The man breathed deeply. I don't know why, even if just saying his name, he's powerless.
Tbc.