
I do my routine as usual. After arriving at the office, I refocused on all the work Marsha had prepared. From the schedule that Marsha made, there was no meeting out of the office.
Only, Marsha sent a message that today she will select the applicants who will replace her position.
I light the murotal of the Qur'an while doing my work. His worship dapet, his work kelar. All will be alim, in time 😆 sikonnya ðŸ¤.
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Marsha who looks elegant with a blazer and cream-colored toad pants that will start the interview with candidates who have passed the test from the HRD.
They have been confirmed to enter, only to become aspri or secretary of the President must meet the qualifications.
"okay! My name is Marsha Milanisti. I currently serve as principal secretary in the HS group."
"Here, today I will directly select those of you who are already at this stage. You guys have been made sure to be accepted in this company. It's just that, in order to replace me, I have to be sure that 'he' is capable and worthy of replacing me!"
There is no word from the candidates in this room.
"okay! I have to tell you from the beginning! Anyone who will become a secretary or Aspri sir Dirut, he must be a competent person. Can put yourself. And most importantly, professional!"
Huh! How about Marsha????! Shouted Marsha herself.
"Alright, I'll interview you one by one. Mr. Azam, please call one by one to the room!", Marsha said to Mr. Azam, HRD.
A few minutes passed, but Marsha had yet to get one that fit her criteria. Alby just took it right.
And finally, the final candidate. A man might be the same age as Alby. But from his face, he was more 'fatherly'.
"Please, introduce yourself!", Marsha concluded to the final candidate.
"Include me, Azmi's name. I am thirty years old. My last education S1 Business Management. I'm married and have a seven-year-old daughter."
"okay! Your previous job?"
The man seemed to take a long breath.
"I have worked at PT Busuk, accounting staff. But since my wife got sick, I resigned from the company. Focus on taking care of my wife and child. I sell snacks at home."
Marsha nodded.
"Then? Why work again now? your wife is healed?"
Azmi again took her breath. After that he smiled.
"Alhamdulillah, my wife is no longer in pain. He died three weeks ago."
"You know, who's taking care of your daughter?"
Azmi breathed her breath again.
"Alhamdulillah, my daughter, I put it into ponpes Bu Marsha!"
Marsha is convinced that Azmi is a server with Alby.
"So, now you live alone?"
"Yes ma'am!", replied Azmi.
After that, Marsha extended her hand to Azmi. But Azmi shook her head, just looking at Marsha's outstretched hand.
Azmi placed both her hands on her chest.
"Sorry Mrs Marsha, I....!"
Marsha lowered her hand. He was not angry, he smiled.
"I understand Mr Azmi! I am the one apologizing!"
Azmi nodded as well.
"Welcome to join the HS Group. And starting tomorrow, you are officially part of the HS group. Before I resign, I will guide you until I can let go to take my place."
Azmi's eyes glazed over. His smile expanded, after which he bowed in gratitude before Marsha.
Marsha who had just seen the scene for the first time became moved.
"Sorry Mom, just now, my gratitude has been accepted to work at this company."
"Yes, what's wrong Mr. Azmi."
Azmi nodded thinly.
"Tomorrow morning, meet me in the room. You can ask the receptionist tomorrow."
"Okay, Miss Marsha, then I resign. Once again thank you!", Azmi slightly bent her body.
After Azmi died, Marsha was still sitting on the bench of the room.
I hope I didn't choose Aspri for Alby! Inner Marsha.