More Than Marriage

Unilateral Discharging

Allen looked at the white envelope in front of him. Both of his hands clenched until his sharp fingernails felt stuck in the palm of his hand. The books on his nails have turned red. He felt unfairly treated. Wanting to get angry and yell, but it will only make him shy and waste free energy.

“I'm sorry, Allen. Really I have no intention of firing you,” said the man sitting in front of him. Hold both hands on the desk. A fat man with a head that is rarely overgrown with hair, he is the Manager at the company where Allen works.

“Pak, please stop apologizing to me. If indeed you do not intend to fire me, why do you still do?”

“I'm forced, Allen. Sorry.”

“Pak, don't say sorry continue. Do you have to explain why I got fired? What is my fault? I am a good worker, diligent, and have never asked permission for the past year. Even in my pain I still work. Trying to fulfill my obligations as a good employee and never harm the company.” His fist grew stronger followed by anger that could not be channeled. “It has been fifteen minutes I sat here and I cannot answer a single question. What was my fault until I was fired? Please answer, Mr.”

“I really don't know the reason. I can only say sorry for this unilateral dismissal.”

Allen crept the end of his shirt with trembling hands. Don't know why I got fired? Doesn't that sound absurd, her inner self.

Allen longed to say that sentence, but he didn't feel like he was being rude to his manager. “Can you stop saying sorry? Justjust please. It doesn't fix anything.” Allen turned his face. Immediately wiped the wet corner of his eyes. He did not want his Boss to see how weak he was.

“I also don't know the exact reason, Allen. I was just running orders from the new boss. You know ‘kan if our company has been acquired?” asked his Boss and Allen nodded. The news of the company having switched owners was spread a week ago, but none of the employees knew the face of the President. “I heard that the President himself asked you to be dismissed. Maybe he doesn't like your performance or ..”

“What's wrong with my performance, sir?” sergeant Allen, “I've been working really well. Even my own father knows my performance. I thought you called me because you wanted to raise me, not get fired.” Allen bit his lower lip.

Nah! She should not cry despite the gnarled face she had been dancing around in her brain. Today she was supposed to buy medicine for her grandmother. Who would have thought he was so unlucky. Fired without knowing why. While getting another job in the near future is also not as easy as turning the palm of the hand.

“Look it, Allen. If there will be a job vacancy in this office, then I will contact you directly. For now I can't help you much.” Pulling drawer. Take the second white envelope and thrust it at Allen. “I'm really sorry, Allen. Anyone knows your performance is amazing, but again I am just executing orders from superiors. I dare not argue.”

Allen's body trembled slightly. Luckily, he still controls his feelings. He covered his face with both palms. Still confused why he suddenly had to be fired and forced to accept severance money. The reason for his dismissal is still gray. Allen Grabbed the envelope with trembling hands. “Alright, Sir. I've understood. Sorry that I have been bothering you so much. After saying goodbye to friends and tidying things up, I will go.” Rise from his seat.

“Allen. Today the new president is coming. Wait a minute, who knows you can ask him directly about the reason for your dismissal. Because really, no one among us knows why. All of a sudden we got your dismissal order.”

Allen firmly gripped the envelope filled with money. Did not accept the truth with this one-sided dismissal, but there was nothing he could do but accept it airily. And of course he will wait any length of time until his new President comes. He should know the reason behind his dismissal. “Good, Sir. If you can know what time the person is coming?”

Looking at the watch that was coiled around his wrist. “About another hour if there are no obstacles. Just wait in your room or wherever you want.”

Allen nodded. "I'm sorry, Mr.” Closing the door with sadness.

As soon as the door closed Allen was aghast to find his friends who were already standing in front of the door. Showing a diverse expression.

“Why?”

“Cock your face sad?”

“Ditegur, well?”

“That's what envelope?”

A row of questions immediately approached him as soon as Allen turned around, they did not even give pause for Allen to answer.

“Do not say ...”

“Ok, stop! Stop searching. All your questions only have one answer,” said Allen made his friends frown. “I was fired,” he continued.

“Whataaa?! Fired?!” yell at them at the same time. Allen nodded.

“Are you kidding me?” alisa asked with round eyes. Though already wearing thick glasses, had time to widen the eyelids.

“Ssttt ... don't be noisy here.” Put a finger on her lips. “Mending us to pantry deh,” invite Allen, “Nis, if the new Boss comes to call us, well?”

“You mean the new President?” ask Nisa, her teammate. Allen nodded. “Sip.” Thumbs up.

Pantry.

“So why? How can you be fired? What does the baldy want, anyway?” He gave me a glass of warm tea he had just made.

“Not one of our Manager.” Sipping tea. Pause for a moment to control his emotions that almost exploded. Alisa who was sitting in front of him was already impatient to hear the continuation of Allen's story. “I was fired for no apparent reason. He himself did not know the exact reason. He said the new President suddenly issued a letter of termination for me.”

“What?! You kidding? Our new boss is familiar with employees in small companies like this. I heard he just came from abroad. And our company is just a branch company. You sure?”

Allen slicked his shoulders. “I don't think the Manager lied, Al.”

“Again if viewed from the performance you should not be included in the list of dangerous until it must be fired.”

Allen smiled faintly. He knew Alisa's intention about the list of dangerous, namely employees who often ask permission even lazy in work.

“It should be so, but how else. My dismissal order was from a direct superior. Mr. Manager and others where dare to argue.” Allen looked to be massaging his temple. “I want to clean up first, well, all of you wait for the new Boss who swore ... I want to swear it with harsh words.”

“Today's your grandmother's medicine schedule, huh?"

Allen nodded weakly. "There's severance money. I think it's enough to buy medicine and living expenses for a month."

"If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask for my help. Today go back to my hostel. Later think of making new work.”

“Thank you, Alisa.” Allen smiled as he gently rubbed his best friend's arm. He gulped down Alisa's warm tea and rushed to his desk to tidy up the items

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