Muhasabah Love

Assertively

“Tonight we're overtime a minute. Collect ideas to develop the design of some products that have sold in the market. As Pak Sakti said at a meeting last time, we need to refresh the old idea without changing the whole main idea before.” David gave his team direction. The man who had just returned to the room, came here and brought shocking news.

Since when do office people overtime even though work piles up? David's men were astonished so rarely.

“How many hours, Sir?” One of the members asked with a hand raised.

David shakes. He himself was not sure because Sakti asked for the job to be handed over tomorrow afternoon. Considerable enough is the condition of the men who are tired, but forced to think. Will it be able to?

“Cannot be confirmed. Looks like it must be finished because Pak Sakti asked tomorrow there are already things reported. The sooner ideas and deals are gathered, the less it will be until night. But the opposite can happen if we work slowly.”

“Astaghfirullah.” Three out of seven compact people are privileged. It was very interesting to protest, but it was clear that the remarks would be turned back by the superiors because they had been bound by a contract.

All the members of the designer knew that the answers from both Sakti and Angkasa would be the same. Two influential men in the company will definitely say like this, “Send a letter of resignation only if you are not able to work here.” When you remember that, no one protests anymore. Everyone needs money and work.

Seeing the unwilling expression of her friends, Myria was alarmed. In fact, he wants to go home quickly because there is an appointment with Friska and will take Andreas for a walk around the city tonight. If it is like this, what should be done?

Inevitably, Myria tried to get permission. One hand raised for David to notice. “Pak David, can I not come?”

All the faces of his friends immediately glared. Even the two normally calm men turned their heads compactly at Myria's request.

The aura around David's body was suddenly gloomy. All who saw it to the point of gulping down their hard-earned saliva. “Call for your own signature on Pak Sakti if you do not join overtime!” said the man firmly.

“My, don't worry, deh.” One friend sitting next to him immediately whispered while shaking his head. Seeing David alone is creepy enough, especially directly facing Sakti. He was worried, maybe Myria would be kicked straight out of the company by the director.

“But .. I have an appointment with important person.” Myria. There is no desire at all to describe the matters of his personal life. If it had been done, his friends would have been shocked.

“What's important, anyway, My? Uda, lah, just take it from the ribet. Not just a thing, yeah. You here only get how many months have you dared permission?”

His friend's words were not wrong. If not Myria and just an ordinary person who needs work, the possibility of his friend's opinion is accepted and undo the promise with others. However, Myria's perception was different. The woman does not work to raise money.

No more chatter. Everyone was serious and stuck to their sketches on a computer screen. Myria did the same, but her mind wandered.

“I permission first, deh. If not, just call Andreas or Friska,” Inner Myria talk. He quickly focused on not being left behind with other friends.

The director's room became a place to talk Sakti and Angkasa. The two men were busy exchanging opinions about the planned expansion of the market.

“Call marketing manager tomorrow. We heard the idea of all his team.”

“Oke.” Sakti approves, then stretches the body that begins to ache. “The employees have already come home. Only the ones in the office overtime. Want to coffee, Ka? I want to buy them.”

Space nodded. “Sunday lo.”

Without further ado, Sakti opens an online delivery application. He checks how many people are overtime, then orders.

Just finished closing the phone, the door to the room was knocked. Sakti invites her in and she is shocked to see who is coming.

Not only Sakti, Angkasa who has been in his best friend's room has shared the same expression. The woman who since morning made him bad mood, appeared suddenly without being called. The level of Angkasa regret rose again, but it was enough to subside.

Since the owner of the room is Sakti, the man speaks. “What's up, Myria?”

Pretty difficult situation. Sakti was worried that this time her mind was not the same as Angkasa because the one standing in front of her right now was Myria. Different things if it is another worker, there is certainly no bargaining because the decision is always in the form of rejection.

“Pak Sakti ..” Myria repeated the call because she felt ignored. Instead of answering, his High School class friend was actually silent so that it makes confused.

“Oh, briefly.” In order to buy time because they are both confused, Sakti sipped water that is always available at the workbench. The man cleared his throat after finishing one glass, then glanced at Angkasa. Hoping to get orders from his best friend, there was no response at all. Space pretends not to know and just focus on the laptop screen.

“Why are you permission? Is there a problem with your health?”

It makes sense if Sakti asks that. However, Myria could not possibly lie. “No, really, sir. I'm healthy. It's just .. tonight there's a family event.”

“What is the way to leave work? What is the first step in starting a marriage? Application for example?” There was no lightning or rain, Space said. Unfortunately, the authenticity of the man was enough to make Myria and Sakti jerk together.

“Ka—”

“Just give him permission if the event is that important.” Space cuts off the words of Sakti. The focus that had been on the laptop, now deliberately looked at Myria with a cynical smile. After that, he went through Myria just like that.

The attitude of Space makes Sakti want to curse. How foolish his best friend is if he is jealous of not being able to pretend. Instead of asking Myria clearly to calm down, but continued to assume for herself.

A heavy breath came out of his lips. Sakti scooped a face with one hand after the departure of Angkasa. Remaining himself and Myria in the room, the man could no longer delay.

“Sit for a moment, Myria.”

Despite the hesitation, Myria sat at the end of the sofa.

“Actually I don't care if you miss overtime for this.” Sakti started talking like a friend. “But, because I don't want to impress you with other employees, sorry, I don't give permission. You also see Kasa's attitude. From the morning the mood was angry, and I was the target.”

Myria did not dare to stare. He only looked for a moment, then set his gaze somewhere else. “Good, Sir. Doesn't matter. I'll be coming overtime.”

“Yes. Thank you very much if you understand what I mean.”

Myria nodded once, then was about to stand up. “Then I return to the room, Sir.”

“Wait, Myria.”

The body that almost left the sofa landed back. Myria looked at Sakti in passing.

“Sorry if I kepo. But this afternoon I'm eating same mergokin lo men. If you can tell, who is he?”

Myria pursed her lips. “What Kasa also see what you see?”

Sakti nodded in response. “He's just jealous but doesn't want to tell me. So, yeah, that's it. Lo see for yourself his attitude just now.”

The breathing force was done by Myria. He took it slow to break up tired. Answered questions this morning about the cold attitude of Space. Apparently, her ex-husband saw the figure of Andrew.

“His name is Andreas, he ...”

“Excuse me! Coffee, Mr.” The voice of the food deliveryman came so that it cut off the conversation Myria and Sakti.