My Last Kiss's

Chapter 40 ~ Job Vacancies

I sat in my room with my legs crossed, my body leaned against the chair, my index finger propped up my cheek. To be honest, I still remember and imagine the events that have happened to me a few days ago. With a little anxiety if later other bad events follow.

"Excuse me ma'am" said Dila as secretary standing in front of me.

"Eh, you. Yeah, what's up?" I was surprised by his presence.

"This is some file I need to sign the buk." Dila put the file on my desk and opened the page to be signed.

I immediately signed the file after reading it, then handed it to Dila.

"Oh, are you okay?" asked Dila who was still standing in front of me.

"Yes. I'm fine." I smiled at him.

"Alright buk. Excuse me first." Dila also came out of my room.

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A while later, Siska as my personal assistant entered my room.

"Excuse me buk. These are files related to the project of making a tourist place that a few days ago has been discussed with the landowner, and they agree ma'am." Siska put the file in front of me.

I checked it too.

"alright. Please immediately make an announcement that the company needs workers to make this project. Create the exact qualifications that the company needs. Then stick it on the notice board."

"Good ma'am." Siska will be out soon.

I took a deep breath and then exhaled it.

I turned on the computer and noticed the design of the tourist attractions that became our company's big project.

Where a tourist spot will be built in a remote area. With great expectations, the place will be a pleasant place in that place and can give an advantage to the area as well.

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It was getting dark, the office was getting quiet. I cleaned up my desk and went home soon.

As I walked on the porch of the office, a man stopped my steps.

"Excuse me mbak. Ma'am works here, huh?" asked the man wearing his jeans jacket with a kencil backpack on his back.

I watched her from the sneakres she wore, the long jeans to her short hair like a new member of the military.

"Yes, there's something I can help you with." I lied to him intentionally.

"Well, I know ya mbak. My name is Taat, mbak. What's his name?" he asked while rubbing his palms and screeching.

"My name is Cintia" I said lying.

"Oh, yeah. Greetings to Cintia." He extended his hand.

With hesitation, I shook his hand.

"Oh yes, about tomorrow this office is open at what time? I want to apply for a job, just late. The office is closing."

"Why is it late?" my many.

"Ah, there was a little problem. So it's too late."

"Tomorrow to come by at eight with more formal attire. If you're dressed like this, can I make sure you're dead."

"Oh yes, waduh. Thankfully I was late. Otherwise I would have died. Betewe, thank you for the input. Lucky to meet Cintia."

"Hey, cintia's mbal!" he screamed until he made me stop.

I turned around, looking towards him.

"Be careful on the road. See you tomorrow." he cried while waving.

I nodded and left.

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( Obedience)

The man named Taat was still standing in front of the office. Look inside the office. Then he sat on the front porch floor.

A security officer approached him and talked to the man.

A while later the man left waving to the security with a big smile.

He walked up to his bike in the parking lot and instead of turning it on, he pushed the bike out of the office environment.

"Wow, it's night again. Where to live. Going back home far away. Where the motor strikes the clock this way. How yes," he said while walking pushing his bike.

He paused for a moment and grabbed something from his pocket. He took out his wallet and opened it.

"Geez. This is my life. Two thousand dollars left. Two thousand got what?" ask yourself while holding the two thousand banknotes.

He walked back to find a place to rest.

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I suddenly remembered that my phone was missing at my desk. I turned my car back to the office.

Unfortunately upon arrival, I immediately entered my room and found my phone and left the office.

I drove my car fast.

BRAKKKKKK!!!

"Oh no!" I turned off the car and got out of the car because it hit something.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I helped that guy get up and his bike.

"Oh, it hurts a little." The man checked his elbow which was scuffed slightly.

"Oh sorry yes. I was not intentional."

The man looked at me.

"Loh, is it Cintia?" said it.

Ah, I just remembered and recognized the man's face.

"Well?" my many.

"Wooh, I ask for a very big maat nih Taat."

"Yes, not pa pa."

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