Fika Diary

Episodes 10. ATMOSPHERE AT WORK

Since work, my schedule changed drastically from the one that used to wake up after the morning prayers to sleep again or relax in the morning because of the 8 hour lecture, now have to wake up before dawn, he said, for sunnah prayers. Then after the shubuh read the quran, because if to help the mother in the kitchen he forbade it on the grounds he could do it himself.

At 06.00 I was ready to leave because the entry at 07.00 by riding a motorcycle I was driving at medium speed because the distance of the company with my house was not too far. I got it anyway

SIM C so dare to ride a motorcycle on the highway. My job is to compile a daily expense report with my teammate Rony, Erwin, Rena and chaired by Mbak Wati we five collaborate to compile an income report done by Rony, Rony, rena and Erwin data collection and

road letter.

Towards the end of each week, on Friday our work will accumulate and require overtime until 5 pm but on Monday-Thursday we go home normal at 16:00 with a workload of 8 hours per day

get a holiday on Saturday Sunday. And if we go home beyond 16:00 then it counts overtime. And the most thrilling is the end of the month meeting with the other board of directors. Incidentally from our team who participated in the meeting was Mbak Wati, me and Rony.

It's like this early in the first month since I worked for this company. I was asked by Mbak Wati and Rony to take part in the accountability meeting. I nervously tried to hold

laptop to the meeting room accompanied by Mbak Wati and Rony. They told me not to be nervous and more confident in delivering the report later.

“Indeed who will we face later Mbak Wati?” manya curious.

“He is the President Director of the company Pak Untung, along with the director of Pak Jaya and Mr. Manager who is young and handsome Pak Andra, he is quite difficult to control, you know!” whispered Mbak Wati.

“Mbak Wati exaggerates, Fik! You still have to focus on what you have written and you report it the key to success!” Rony.

The three of us entering the meeting room there have sat several division boards and financial divisions, marketing divisions, other divisions. And on the left of Pak Untung and Pak Jaya whose age is no longer young

sat a man who was quite handsome and charismatic who read the director of personnel next to him sat a woman who was also beautiful and graceful, to the right of Pak Untung and Pak Jaya there is also an empty seat, which there reads Director of finance where the person has not come.

Sambal waiting for the arrival of all meeting members gathered I took the time to ask Mbak Wati about the personal of the important people of this company.

“If the one on his left is Pak Untung who is Mbak?”

“That's Mr. Hamdan, our Personnel Director, and next to him

the secretary of Pak Untung Mbak Mery”

“Lha that who just came it?”

“That's Finance Director Mr. Vero, who is still a young but famous playboy because he is still the nephew of Mr. President Director Pak Untung" Mak Wati explained I just nodded a nod.

The meeting began after all had been present, and we were in part to submit a report while the one who explained was Mr. Administrative Manager Pak Andra, while we were only in charge of submitting physical evidence

our report, thankfully, did not speak.

When it was Mr. Andra's turn to explain the atmosphere became tense, especially for me, Erwin and also Mbak Wati because the slightest mistake would appear in the eyes of the company's top officials. Fortunately, there were no mistakes

the vice-director looks pleased with the results of the report we have compiled, he said in his previous remarks in the month-end meeting there were only minor mistakes, both typos (mistypes) and inconsistencies between expenses, and balances. But this time everything went smoothly and properly, so we are from the administrative team chaired by Mr. Wati.

After the monthly report meeting, we had a team breathing with relief and eating food at a roadside food stall. Me, Erwin, Rena and Rony and mbak Wati choose each other's favorite menu, there is rawon rice

erwin likes mixed rice and meat soto. In the midst of busy talking about the results of the meeting, Mbak Wati got a phone call telling her that her son was sick so she apologized for not being able to eat together.

“Sorry, yes I can not come to eat this time because my son is sick, but next time I will try to treat you”

“Not to think, Mbak important his son Mbak Wati quickly recovered” Rony pray for his son Mbak Wati.

“Yes, may your child recover soon!” say me, Erwin and Rena together. And when our menu arrived, someone came to our seats.

“Can I join you?”

“Bby... can ..please pack! But the place is so perfunctory like this understand roadside stalls” Rony chimed because we did not immediately answer.

“True I didn't bother you guys?”

“Samely no Pak” Erwin follow said. But still can not drive away the awkward atmosphere because the four of us so not free to talk let alone joke since the presence of Mr. Andra. Mr. Andra ordered rawon rice.

“ Didn't expect that Mr. Andra also likes the traditional menu” guman Rena.

“Ah I am the same as you, so you do not hesitate! Let's eat!”

Although Mr. Andra tried not to keep distance from us his subordinates but we still seemed to be respectful and maintain boundaries. Shortly after finishing eating Rony and Rena parting with the reason there is a need to go to the house of Rena's brother who is moving house, because they are dating so yes one other go definitely come.

“So the two of them are related?” Mr. Andra opened the conversation offending Rena and Rony.

“Yes that. Sir. Mr Andra can you tell?” Erwin

“Yes such news will quickly spread, Win” Mr Andra sighed, “Lha your own, Win? Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Alhamdulillah already Sir,”

“Who? She?”Mr. Andra asked while pointing at me who was not making a sound.

“Yes would like sir! But I already have a girlfriend of my village neighbor”

“Wah... yah well not far-” Erwin just grinned. “Lha you're new boy yeah!  what's your name?” Mr. Andra spoke while staring at me.

“I Fika, pak” “Fika, Pak baru” me and Erwin answer simultaneously. Mr. Andra smiled at me very sweetly. Even if it's me who is GR an I must think that Mr. Andra has a crush on me.

“Where is your house, Fika?” Mr. Andra tried to go stale.

“I live on Slak street no 5 Bangil, Pak”

“Wah, complete address... when can I stop there?”

“Ehhm... Ehhm..“ Erwin pretended his throat was dry, indicating the response to Mr. Andra's speech to the point.

“Can I when to play to Slak street no 5?” Mr. Andra tried to repeat his words.

“Come answer, Fik!” Guman Erwin Karen I still haven't answered because I just thought it was a joke.

“Iya please, Sir!” My answer was finally because I didn't know what to answer.

“Oh yes this out you guys have what show? Or go straight home?”

“If I go straight home, Pak” replied Erwin.

“If Fika also goes straight home? Can I drop off?” again Mr. Andra showed his attitude openly without a shadow of aling aling.

“Sorry yes sir out I went straight to college because I have a lecture schedule this afternoon”

“So you're still in college?” Mr. Andra asked with astonishment and awe, his attitude visible when I accidentally met his eyes. Erwin felt if his presence began to feel disturbing until finally he was home. It's just me and Mr. Andra. Before they left one by one Mr. Andra had told him that he paid for all our food.