Monster Labile

Perfectionists

This afternoon I got a call from the top party to hold a briefing at the foundation office. I was wondering with Fatim ma'am, what does the briefing mean?

Ms. Fatim answered such a meeting and probably also talked about my salary. Kind of makes me nervous for example being asked various kinds of questions while I can't answer them uhhh can be serious.

Around 2am I came to the office.

I knocked on the door and said hello.

"em anu - "

"oh Hafidz. please come in, then sit in the room there ya." said Mrs Saudah.

I understood and went straight to the room in question. There was one man who was waiting too. If not wrong he is a sports teacher at Junior High School.

Not long ago I sat down, the briefing will begin because the Tri sir has arrived. Foundation Chair. His arrival was followed by an entourage of other women mothers and teachers. All seats were filled and the briefing began.

First of all, the introduction of each person must then proceed about the history of this place. Mr. Tri explained at length, the stories about him, the teachers who have survived and about Teacher Jaro who for him is his murshid teacher. I quite enjoyed his story because I could get quite a lot of information from his point of view until it did not feel like the time almost entered the Ashar Adhan.

Blurred? duhh but not polite. It is better if almost iqomat only I have to take the best action, if sunnah prayer is not what I miss as long as do not pray mandatory congregation. Some people are cool with his cell phone because it is possible for them to tell a boring pack Tri story. Regarding clothing, a teacher was reprimanded for his clothing being so tight that his body shape was visible.

Coinciding with his gratitude the briefing was almost completed by signing the contract. I see my basic salary is apparently only 1 jt. I was a little disappointed, different from what I heard. But it's a lot stranger why am I fighting about it? am I working here to make money??

A little while waiting for the others then Ma Saudah let me go home first. I am happy because I still have time to pray together.

Take this contract paper first to the school for storage and then go again to the mosque. As long as it is good to work and worship that is the most important thing.

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Every day so feels busy and busy working. It was the first time I could feel it. When compared to the work that used to be, now much better. I learned a lot of things. Learn to use lawn machines, learn by looking at the adult point of view, learn to manage time and various kinds of lessons I get.

"so quickly you delivered the report" Mila praised me

I also received every advice given by the teachers.

What record!

The highest achievement I have ever done.

In the afternoon if I had time, I would have gone to the hangar for the adhan as usual. The dawn is like that too. Exhausted indeed, but how ever again, only I am reliable and always me.

A speck of arrogance began to show itself, turning the mind back. Assume that only I can.

Let's see now who's lowly. Religion has been strengthened. The job I got. Has everything. If I wanted something I could get it right away.

Here's the result..

I'm still me. I fought alone. I have my own purpose. And always me. Maybe they can beat me.

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Hahaha..

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I can't admit to any of that. Everything belongs to God. Because I have learned the science of Tasawwuf and my mind is still sane, the science that has been remembered must be used.

Being annoyed with people who have hurt me still exists. His name is also a heart wound will not be easy to heal.

Forget about them.

It is not my business to repay their actions.