MARRIED TO THE PERFECT MASTER

INTERVIEW AND EARLY WORK

**Today is Almira's first interview. He seems very nervous. Sometimes he squeezes his fingers. Anggono looked at his nervous daughter.

"Calm down, kid. You won't get a job if you look amateurish like that" he said excitedly.

Almira let out a long breath. It was his chest that was beating faster. This is his weakness from before. Quick panic. His father said he looked like an amateur.

"Calm yourself. Master the situation," continued Anggono gave instructions for the princess to calm down.

Gradually Almira could neutralize his anxiety.

"Take this," Anggono said while handing over the pen.

"If you panic. Hold him, whatever you want. It belongs to your mother." Almira picked up a dark blue pen.

"Thank you Dad. Mira left first," he said, then kissed his father's back.

"Go up and be careful. Don't forget to pray!" his yell.

"Yes Well. Assalamu'alaikum!"

"wa'alaikum salam ...."

 

Almira came thirty minutes before the interview. His heart was a little bit pounding. But he remembered what his father said. Almira took a slow breath and said basmallah.

As soon as he was told to enter the room, his gaze was amazed when he saw a woman in her forties wearing a flower-pattern hijab. Dress in a gray suit and a long black skirt in line with the shirt in the suit.

"Who am I talking to?" his tanyanya is full of authority.

"I'm Almira. Almira Primastuti."

"Allah Almira ... Please sit down,"

Almira sat down in front of the round and beautiful-faced woman.

"I've seen your documents here, that you just graduated from accounting management?"

"I-iya .. right Mom."

"That means you're not experienced. Are you ready to work under pressure?"

"Ready Ma'am."

The woman was silent for a moment. He carefully read the file in his hand.

"good. For the time being, we will give you training for the next two months. If you are competent. You we accept," he said, then took a scrapbook and wrote something.

"Take this to the training department. You can read the instructions after coming out of my room" he continued.

Almira stood up and received the paper carefully. "Good, Mom. Thank you." Thank you."

The woman let Almira out of her room. Almira read the paper in her hand.

'The 'Traning two month. Dept. Personnel to Dept. The Work Trainer."

Almira searched for clues as to where the place mentioned by the woman had been. Almira found an arrow to the left with the words "Dept below. The training".

Almira walked as directed. Then find it again to the right. Only then did he find the room awaited by a skinny man with glasses.

Above the door of the room read Dept. Trainings. It was heard by Almira a loud voice. Almira's a little whim. But the man sitting before him saw the paper he was holding sticking out in front of the man by accident.

The man took the paper. A little surprised Almira was stunned from her daydream.

" name?" ask the man flat.

"Almira Primastuti."

"My Fuck!" emphatically.

the door is wide open. Seen by Almira so much busyness. There are men and women who are struggling with computers.

"Accounting section!" shouted the skinny man at his partner who was sitting in the middle of the room.

The man sitting in the middle of reading a report stared intently at Almira. By just moving his head. The skinny man next to Almira told Almira to sit in an empty chair by the window.

Almira sat down while the skinny man who drove her to the table of the sitting man. The bespectacled man took a stack of files from a locker not far from the sitting man. They both seem to be talking.

The bespectacled man came to Almira with a stack of files and handed them over.

"Do this!" his orders.

Almira received the files. After a while, he began to focus on his work.

It wasn't until ten minutes that Almira completed the arrangement of the files. Move the numbers to the computer. Although sometimes he cringes.

"Aah!" lamented Almira.

"What's up?!" ask the man who is sitting not far from her.

"It's Sir. All the numbers here seem to be parked up" Almira replied.

"Where?" tanyakanya. Almira directly coded the file.

"It's Sir. I know if this is parked up because the initial income amount does not balance with this, this and this," explained Almira while pointing at some suspicious points.

"G ... You're so meticulous. From yesterday no one managed to find this. We really suspect this. But our team couldn't find this awkwardness" the man explained.

"Oh yeah. I'm Hadi Aryono" said the man introducing himself. "You can call me Mr. Hadi."

"I'm Almira Primastuti. You can call me Mira."

"Good Mira. Now what do you need to uncover this peculiarity?" ask Hadi.

"I'd like to structural the whole key over the last three years, sir!"" almira replied firmly. "Give me three to four hours to figure it all out."

Hadi looked at the clock on the wall that showed it at 10:15. Means Almira's going through lunch.

"You sure?" ask Hadi doubtfully.

"Remain sir," Almira replied firmly.

"good. Now you open the file on the company's financial system computer. There are his years. You make your own strutural and must be finished before lunch" Hadi ordered.

Almira gawking. "Did the previous accountant not give a structural report every year, sir?"

Hadi smiled wryly. "I just knew there had to be a report."

"I've only been working two years. Maybe before, yes" he continued.

Almira checks the company's files. A little long breath. Almira scratched her un-itchy head.

"Why?" ask Hadi again.

"I found the last structural in 2011. This means that for nine years the company did not know the financial details in a structured manner" said Almira disappointed.

"Can you finish up before lunch?" ask Hadi again.

"I try Sir. Maybe a little late" replied Almira.

"good. Do it now" Hadi ordered.

Hadi left Almira who was focused on his work.

"If you need something, just say it!" shout Hadi.

"May I have the ledger, sir?!"

Hadi scratched his head. "I'll have the accounting staff look for him. Wait." Wait."

Almira is almost done with her work. The book he asked for has not yet come.

"Sir. Which book?!" his yell.

"Aargh!!" that was Hadi's answer.

Almira grunts.

"You have lunch first!" shout Hadi.

Almira stood up from her seat. He turned off the computer. Then he went to the cafeteria in the office basement.

When he was eating his food. He saw a stranger in his sight.

'It's a pot eh Panji right?' ask in the heart.

The banner came with a beautiful woman dressed in sexy. The woman held the hands of the handsome man spoiled. Almira goosebumps seeing the woman's style wiggle.

'Did she deliberately stimulate Panji by rubbing her breasts?' tanyanya tickled in the heart.

Panji spread the view. His gaze was focused on the girl who was looking at him ninyir. The pennant frowned. He looked at the girl in his hand.

"What the hell!" his grunts softly then took off the hand of the girl who was clinging to him.

The girl thaws.

"Honey. We'll eat at a five-star restaurant instead" he asked, "I have a stomachache when I eat here."

"Who loves you?" ask Panji a little angry.

The girl stuttered. "I mean ...."

"Remember. You're not my nothing!" yell out Panji slowly. "So don't expect to be overdone."

The girl just bowed but she still followed where Panji was. That handsome guy is uncomfortable. Actually he wanted to go to the sweet girl who was eating his lunch. But he did it because Monica was with him.

"It looks like Mira got a job here. Let me ask Mr. Sandy later in the department where he works" he said in his heart.

Alma was busy asking in her heart. "Disclaim him here? Does he work too?". " Who is the same girl?"