Denisa Rosaline

Monday Full of Drama

Monday is the beginning of the resumption of all routines, whether it is work or school. For some people, Monday is an annoying day, living it often feels heavy and full of burden. It feels so lazy to face Monday. Because it is still lulled in the holiday season after releasing the fatigue and able to please the heart. So that when Monday arrived, they seemed forced to re-enter the busy phase. Many people complain about why there should be a Monday? Without them thinking that if there is no Monday, then there will still be Tuesday that will replace his role as the start of a week. That's how people are, only complaining.

But for some, Monday is initially the rupiah coffers. For those who think so, the spirit of Monday is certainly passionate. Weekend holidays seem to make their batteries full again, like a child who just started school on his first day. Beloved right? Well that's the enthusiasm of people who embrace this, including the beautiful girl named Rosaline Denisa Tiocandra. For Aline, Monday is Monday (ey)day. Tssaaaaah's chat....

This morning, as usual, Aline was ready with her work suit. Polishing the thin-thin make-up makes it brighter and brighter. Wearing five centimeter heels makes it even more so. Sitting on a terrace chair complete with slingbags, and mukena bags waiting for the ojek gap. Today he is minus his lunch bag because he is fasting Monday-Thursday. Yes, Aline routinely performs circumcision fasting after he followed a lecture to get to know Islam more closely. It turned out that fasting circumcision was of many benefits and it was felt by Aline himself.

It had been almost twenty minutes Aline waited, but the babang ojek had not yet picked up. The last time he called said that his motorcycle tyre hit a nail and leaked. He said it would not be long because he was already in the workshop not far from the pickup point, he said.

Lately, crime has become more and more. Shu'udzon. But when in Batam first, events like this are often experienced by his friends who go to school on a motorcycle. He said there was a person who deliberately set a nail on the edge of the road to trap the impurity. Especially the motive if it is not related to the rupiah. Economic hardship sometimes makes people not think twice to commit small frauds but sometimes it can be fatal for its victims, as he is now. It's almost too late. If he does not leave soon, he will be really late to the office.

Ending the drama of pacing back and forth in front of the terrace like an iron waiting for a gaping ojek, Aline strengthened his resolve to ride the busway. He walked quickly to the busway stop which was not too far from his contract. At least the busway can be a mainstay alternative in crucial times like this because it has its own lane. But the risk of crashing is definitely waiting. Fortunately it was still early in the morning, and Monday anyway, so everyone was still wearing a freshly washed and ironed work suit, scented and tidy. So the risk of the smell of sweat attached to the shirt can be ignored. See, there's still good luck when we're grateful? That kind of mindset should be fostered by the younger generation today.

Aline ran from the busway stop to her office. Heels five sentinya already he jinjing. It's easier to run with chicken feet like this. Earlier he was grateful because the risk of the smell of sweat other passengers who stick can be ignored, now he prayed that his sweat today does not smell. Actually Aline is not the type of man whose sweat stinks. Plus routinely using deodorants after bathing of course the smell of sweat can be minimized. But if running around, excessive sweating actually makes bad bacteria more active, such as information he got on deodorant product ads. Just pray so that he is not late and does not smell.

Just got to his desk exactly one minute before eight A. C. time, Rendy handed him two stacks of documents to study, one from his boss and one from Mr. Erlangga, said. Suddenly Aline rubbed his face rough. No longer care about the thin make-up that was polished this morning so collapsed. Bodo time.

Aline immediately put on her minus glasses from the desk drawer as soon as Rendi left her desk for the elevator. Said his eye doctor first, although the minus is not much, should always be used glasses. Do not force without glasses because the eyes will be easily tired and minus can increase faster. Moreover, he chose glasses with an anti-light layer of blue outside the inside that is able to guarantee his eyes are more awake when faced with a long time with a computer.

Part of it he lived by working on the first pile, his work and Ce Shayna who was given some of it. Oia, Ce Shayna this morning went with Mr. Rendi because of a request from the EO organizer of the Silver HUT A.C regarding something that could not be delayed. Be he himself enjoying the pile of files.

Aline turned on the music from her computer to accompany the solitude in the room. Aline wasn't really alone in there. There are several divisions under the Director of Finance that hang on the same floor, only their room is deeper into the room. While the Finance Director's room is on the left, far enough from the elevator so that it is not touched by the hustle and bustle of other residents on this floor who often cross the elevator.

His work that morning was running safely freeway like the toll road that had just been completed, where the road is still new and flat, there are no holes that are sometimes able to take the life of the wearer.

Finish with the first stack, proceed to the second stack. It turns out that the contents vary, maybe these files will be discussed later when handover with mbak Dira.

Aline paused her work ahead of the afternoon break. There was only one more file he had read but did not understand. Tiredness eats away at him. He needs to go to a quiet place to refresh his energy. Where else if not to the rooftop, his favorite place.

Just as his feet stepped on the waiting room that was the divider of his room with another room, two women dragged him towards the pantry. If only he had not known these two women, he would have been rewarded with raw bogem. Misye and Dwi, two co-workers whom he knows well, often share a pantry when he needs caffeine at work. They are also the two who often help him prepare the data reports that will be recorded by Aline. So quite familiar too even though you can not say close friends.

Misye is a droplet of Ros 'Silet' who is trapped in the body of Bella Swan, beautiful with a huge curiosity and curiosity. While Dwi has a typical Javanese face but is very much more, well, the combination of Soimah and Syahrini is.

They both sat Aline on the pantry bench. The pantry was empty this afternoon, as if it had already booked them both.

Aline sat quietly. Better wait for these two women to take him there.

"Ekh-hem," Misye cleared her throat. "Lin, sori nih yes we bring you here. The reason we both can't stand this nanyain." This is Misye's voice. From the sentence that accompanied his apology was already dear, right, if he was the office child version of 'Sister Ros' really doyan ngeghibah.

Dwi nodded yes with a crested look ala Syahrenongnya.

"Ask, Missy, Ms. Dwi. I answered, but don't cut it if I talk to you later." Aline felt she had to make this deal first with the manise duo before she answered whatever it was that would be asked later, learning from past experience, let the edges do not end up misguided especially until misunderstood.

"Okay, deal!" Dwi and Misye answered simultaneously. Aline waited for them to open their voices again.

"Lo again in a relationship is it the same Mr Erlangga? Yesterday morning, we both saw the same way. First Dwi see lo in the park again jogging with the big boss continues a bit unfortunate little I accidentally saw lo out the boutique together with Mr. Erlangga, still wearing sports clothes. Has it been bought by you, huh? What is beneeeer?" Starting with the question, end with a discordant question. Duh, feel playing the segment 'myth or fact' in the event ghibah brought the same brother Ros really me. Pwii ....

But, this should be clarified so that no other Ivanka Aunt or Aura-like came to her office later. Although famous bigos, but these two women do not seem to like to spread false news aka slander, proven by those who seek the truth first directly from the object.

Aline chose to be honest because she thought being honest was always the best option. "Look yes, Missye and Mbak Dwi. What you saw yesterday was actually me and Mr. Erlangga." Aline raised her hand to stop Misye who was about to open her mouth. "I said I can't cut it. Continue huh?" The two women agreed. "I'm the same Mr. Erlangga there is no relationship like that in the presuppositions. Our relationship is purely work. Jogging because there is work. Then the one at the boutique, Mr. Erlangga just pick up his order shirt, kyanya to be used for the A.C HUT event later. I'm just cool because all the way home so stop for a while. Okay?" Fortunately, while delivering Aline, Mr. Eagle reminded him of work, so he did not lie.

"Ooh." Both of them were ooh ria with slightly disappointed faces, perhaps saddened by the loss of news sources.

"It's only for a temporary change, Ma'am, during my maternity leave," replied Aline kalem.

After a little chat with the duo, Aline rushed to the musholla located on the 4th floor to perform the Dzuhur prayer. After that he will understand the remaining documents before handover the same mbak Dira, after the break later.

Hope it goes well later.

But hope is only hope. Man can plan, but God determines. Handover event with mbak Dira colored drama contraction. Inexperienced Aline becomes panicked not dumbstruck to see Mbak Dira endure the pain that seems very. Is it going to give birth now or what? He has no knowledge of it at all. Fortunately, Mr. Erlangga was in his room, so he had a friend. They both took Dira to a nearby hospital. Thankfully it turns out that Dira only experienced false contractions, commonly experienced by pregnant women to get used to, said doctor Gama. It is likely to give birth in the next one to two weeks, but still should not work too hard. That's what the handsome doctor said. Reminds him of his oldest brother, bang Cris. Ahh, how is that brother? Last communicated when he said happy birthday last week.

"Reverse yuk, Lin!" Mr. Erlangga opened his voice shortly after his husband mbak Dira thanked us both and glanced into the PONEK room where his wife was lying down. Looks like Mas Dito should start being a standby husband from now on.

"Good, sir."

"Where was the receipt? Done already?" asked as we walked down the hallway connecting the PONEK, ER and police rooms.

"It's only halfway through, sir. Dira's mother has not consented because of enduring the pain," explained Aline. Erlangga nodded. His fault was also looking for a replacement for Dira in the last moments. If not for Dira who asked Aline, maybe now he will just contact HRD asking for a change. Dira is a secretary with good ability and competence, in terms of appearance, skill and communication there is no problem, making Eagle feel at home just working with his secretary. But with this girl who was walking behind him, the Eagle hesitated a little would fit, every time there was a battle of veins. How will it be aligned in the work? thought.

"Have you eaten?" asked the Eagle once Aline put up the seatbelt. Quite surprised also because this girl chose to sit in front without having to be asked, but usually she will choose to sit behind despite being told to sit in front.

"It's unethical that the secretary is driven by the boss" he replied as if he understood what the Eagle was thinking. Actually it's not that, it's still working hours, yes he's sitting in the back while his boss drives. Can increase the length of the list of haters in the office later.

"We eat first. I had lunch today."

Aline agreed. Pity also his boss if he says if he is fasting, surely later will not be eating because of condolence even though this is almost home.

The eagle ate in silence, finally knowing that his new secretary was fasting. It is worth rejecting this even though it has been forced until he was upset himself earlier.

"Slow down a few times, sir, eat it. I am not an elementary school child anymore who is easily tempted by delicious food in front of the eyes continue to whine for breaking his mother. Just relax. My faith is strong enough." Aline continued to reply with a message with mbak Dira who turned out to be on the way home with her husband.

It turned out that his words just now were quite powerful to make his boss eat well.

After eating, the Eagle said he would take him home because he already wanted hours to go home from work. Starting today, Aline participated in office hours, at 8-16. He will tell Abah and Mommy later. Request a dispensation at the restaurant. Again he had to sacrifice working hours at the restaurant. Although he believes Abah and Mommy will be understood, but still it is not tasty, feel utilizing kinship.

This time, Aline chose to sit on the back bench, making the Eagle inflamed again.

"Huh, move ahead! Who told you to sit in the back? It was so sweet, by the way, it's not ethical."

"That's it, still in business hours. Now I want to be taken home." Aline does not want to lose, insistent want to sit on the back bench.

That is, their first dispute after officially becoming CEO and secretary.

War mouth inescapable won by Eagle, because he did not so drive Aline to his contract but directly behind the office. One weakness Aline just found out.

Along the way, Aline scowled and remained busy replying to Dira, ignoring the Eagle who was driving. "If this is the case, it remains the driver's name. Feelings of being an online taxi driver who again brings passengers who are busy with his HP," thought Elang resigned.

Arriving at the office, Aline stepped down after half-heartedly thanking her. He tidied up the files as quickly as he could. Then rushed to leave the office with hundreds of other employees who inhabit Atmaja Tower. Aline walked towards the busway stop and hopefully the rest of the day can go without any more drama. Really tired it feels if Monday alone has been decorated with drama. How's tomorrow?

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