
A man was seen walking while hugging his briefcase containing many important documents. Today is the third day he goes around moving there moving here to send a job application letter. However, one does not exist because every company he came to did not open new job openings. But, the man was unyielding before blood dripped from the corner of his temple.
Sweat drenched his body in the midst of the hot sun. The bag that he had previously embraced was used as a tool to fan his face. Vehicles passed in front of his eyes.
Bruckk
Not far from the place, it appears a woman dropped a lot of paper and scattered on the sidewalk. At first he did not care, however, when he saw the figure of the woman who looked troubled, making his helping soul instantly appear. He slowly got up from his seat on the wooden chair and slowly walked up to the woman.
"Can you help me, ma'am?" ask the man named Fairel. Once in PHK, he had to struggle to find a new job to meet the needs of his life living in the city of Jakarta is very crowded and a lot of competition. He must adapt to all the times.
The woman turned her head for a while, however, refocused on her papers that were shaped like posters. "Please help all this, Mas." ask the woman.
"OK." replied Fairel. His hand was immediately outstretched picking up posters scattered on the sidewalk, there were even some floating in the middle of the road. At first Fairel did not realize that it was a job poster. When the last page Fairel just realized. He stopped while looking at the writing on the poster.
"Sir, this-" Fairel's words were cut off as the woman nodded her head.
"Yes, Mas. It was a job posting from a few days ago."
"A few days ago? What's still going on, Mommy?" fairel asked as if interested in hearing that. He again glanced at the name of the company listed on his poster.
"I've never heard or seen the name of this company before" Fairel continued.
"The company was only inaugurated one month ago, Mas. More precisely moved headquarters from abroad." explained the woman who had finished collecting her posters.
"Can I still apply to work there?" ask Fairel. Because as he heard earlier that his vacancy was opened a few days ago. So, he thought that someone had occupied the desired position or the vacancy was closed.
"Will you apply for a job there?" the woman looked at Fairel's appearance from top to bottom.
Being stared at like that made Fairel a little uneasy. "I happen to be looking for a new job."
"How long have you been working and in what department?" investigate further.
"I have been working for 2 years as a marketing manager" said Fairel revealed data on his previous work history. "It! If you don't believe." Fairel immediately took out the document from her bag and gave it to the woman.
"Good as well as people. I'm sure Miss Boss must be immediately interested and immediately make it as his assistant and personal secretary hahaha.gue can be spit-spet marriage deh same Mas Bara."
"What name? My name is Adela Anindya. Just call Adel." the woman who claimed her name was Adel extended her hand to Fairel.
"My name is Fairel, Ma'am." the man replied to Adel's hand and released him.
"Fairel?"
"My full name is Fairel Atharizz" Fairel said enthusiastically because what he had in mind right now was quick to work.
"Owh." Adel just boooh.
"Please come to this company tomorrow afternoon at about half-time 2. Don't forget to bring the files."
"Well, Miss Adel."
"Then I say good."
"Be careful, Ma'am."
Secretly Fairel cheered the fore as he saw Adel's departure from before him. His smile no longer receded, but continued to rise making people around him look confused because the man was smiling himself with his footsteps like a happy little child.
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It has been a few days since Dena opened a new job vacancy in her company. There are also many candidates who apply for work. However, until now he still did not get a new employee who srek and fit in his heart. This is the fourth day where many candidates have arrived. Dena as the owner of the company was clearly involved in choosing employees.
"Educational history?" asked Dena interrogating a new prospective employee sitting in front of her right now.
"SD in 1st Jakarta, Junior High School in 2nd Bandung, SMA in-"
"Why, Buk?" ask the woman.
"More concise!" decree Dena.
"I graduated from S1 in Surabaya."
"Work experience?"
"Being a baby sister with 5 children at once" replied the woman innocently.
"WHAT THE HELL!?? Baby sisters? I'm looking for an office employee, not an employee to change baby diapers. Which is real!!" sumpul Dena in heart.
Really, Dena was eager to shout at that moment in front of the new prospective employee. Remember that! Still a candidate! Has not passed the selection.
"You! What S1 major are you?" dena asked, suppressing her patience.
"Obstetrics" he answered again immediately made Dena push her chair back and turn her back to the new employee candidate.
"Why, Mom? I'm accepted huh?" ask the woman with a high level of confidence.
"Total fear! Please get out of my room." Dena replied without wanting to see the woman's face.
"Yahhhh, I have come all the way here. Not welcome time, Buk? Later my mother was angry that her son was not accepted office work."
Suddenly Dena immediately turned around while putting on an annoyed face. "Belvin. Tell your mother, if you tell the child to apply for work in accordance with his field, not origin join kayak gini!!"
"Ishhh, Ibuk is very fierce." The new employee candidate who was rejected was immediately upset. He got up from his seat and left with his legs snapped to Dena who saw him could only shake his head.
"Oh Allah, Adel!! Why do you play open the door for girls. Make blood high." Dena stroked his chest slowly.
Not long ago the crooked prick came with a smile on his lips. Dena who saw him immediately put on her cynical face.
"Eh uh! Why is Miss Boss pouting? No vitamins are the same as ayank?" ledek Adel leisurely walked towards Dena and stood right behind her chair.
"Del." call Dena.
"Yes, Miss Boss?" asked Adel who was then slowly twitching his boss's shoulders.
"Gue blush, Del. It turns out tired of selecting new employees themselves."
"Sama, I'm tired too, Miss Boss. Running around without an address and destination while pinning down posters on tree trunks."
"Lo is very good to be unemployed again" said Adel immediately pulled his hand from both shoulders Dena. He turned the chair around to face him. Need to be underlined, their calls are fickle. Sometimes wear me-you and sometimes lo-gue. It depends yes.
"What a heh! Is unemployment good what?!" todong Adel felt anxious with the words of Dena. He wanted to pull the woman's mouth and tie her with a raffia hammer.
"It's not good." Dena answered.
"If you want to be the penganguran ready to eat stone and wood. Are you ready to eat stone and wood trus dicocol sambal tomato?"
"Not to laugh, Del. I'm serious about it. Are there any new employees who want to apply for a job? If there is no closing it is a vacancy. And lo! Don't have to resign from here. Is that a requirement we've made from the beginning?"
"That's right! Kok that's it. There's still one guy. Eh uh! Speaking of guys, yesterday I met him on the side of the road or not."
"Hemmmm.." Dena's expression instantly turned flat. He crossed both his arms on his chest.
"That's right! Seriously, Na! He'll come, maybe. Nah! Do you want to be sent straight in here?"
"No need. Bring a list of her work history here."
"Okeee. Look out! He's a handsome..."
"Gue said Bara ya!" threatening Dena made Adel immediately run out of his room.
"What's so good about making Adel klepek-klepek?" muttered Dena while playing the expensive pen in her right hand.