MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

PROLOGUES

----- In the office-------

Narita was busy calling each branch of his office to give directions on the financial statements that needed to be revised. Although Narita only worked in his office for a month, but he was so quick to absorb the knowledge taught by his superiors (Assistant Manager and Manager) in reviewing the financial statements of his branches.

“Hallo Good afternoon, I am Narita from Head Office, can I speak to Finance and Accounting Division?”

A moment later “Bu, I'm with Narita, sorry with whom am I talking?”

“Bu Prima, after I reviewed and researched the financial statements submitted, there are some that I need to confirm bu” Then Narita began to explain in detail the problems in the financial statements, asking for confirmation, and, and listen to the argument from the branch.

It is quite tiring to work in the Narita section, because to be able to produce a financial statement version of Reconciliation, Narita must check one-on-one financial statements from each branch. If something does not fit, then he must confirm back to the branches. Given its subsidiaries totaling 45 branches spread throughout Indonesia, the time to call each branch is at least 30 minutes, imagine how many days it took for him to call the branches that had problems with his financial statements.

“Na,,, it's half hour 1 nie, aren't you ishoma?” sriti asked as he patted Narita on the shoulder, leaving Narita stunned.

“Ehh Mbak,,,”

“Bikin shocked aja”

“Hayuklah,,” Narita looked to mbak Sriti and then stood up. Seen by him, the cement in the front and back cubicles were all empty, maybe they had been out for lunch.

“OK I took the wallet first yes..” said mbak Sriti.

Then Sister Sriti turned into a room.

Narita works in the Finance Division. On the 2nd floor where he works, occupied by the departments of one Division, which consists of several parts. Narita in the Controlling section while Mbak Sriti in the tax section. Indeed, for the cement in the tax section, they are placed in one room by themselves, while for other parts, they are fused in one room, cubicle shape but still open space concept.

Each employee desk is equipped with a pc and telephone. Next to the room mbak Sriti is the room of the Director of Finance, and right in front of the Director's room there is a desk secretary Director. Access to enter the workspace concept of open space is to use a finger, so that not just anyone can enter the room.

A moment later Sriti out of her room “Yuk Na,,”

“Mbak, we eat what nie?” ask Narita

“Narita want to be in the canteen or outside the office?” Sriti asked back to Sriti, pressing the elevator button and waiting in front of the elevator door.

“Serius nie wants to join me?”

“Oke” Sriti replied as she embraced Narita's arm and stepped together into the elevator after the elevator door opened.

They both stepped out of the fence behind his office. The company where Narita works consists of 4 buildings that are not too high, which is actually a group of companies. Inside the office complex there is a canteen that sells various food menus. While on the outside of the fence on the right and back are also lined with houses that are transformed into a place to eat. Although the consumer is an office person, but the price is very friendly in the pocket. The sroto seller is located not far from the rear gate.

“Bu, sroto sokaraja use rice 1 same warm orange yes..” shouted Narita.

“I say bu” yell mbak Sriti too.

“Na, how does it feel to work?” ask mbak Sriti.

“Alhamdullillah mbak, very challenging and fun,, yes even if the first week I feel very tired,,used to be a fall team at home suddenly work all day without any nap” replied Narita while cleaning spoon and fork with tissue.

“I noticed also the wealth of you and your bosses busy all” comments Sriti.

“Heheeheheh ahh mbak Sriti instead of knowing more huh? Kan mbak Sriti longer working” Narita while receiving sroto from the mother of the seller.

“Thank you mother,,,” Narita said to the mother of the seller, after the full meal was served on her desk.

“Your part is newly formed Na, so you are recruited, and more wow it in one section It only contains 3 people with 3 different positions, Mr. Vick Manager, and more, Ms. Rara Assistant Manager, and you are her staff” Sriti while taking peanut sauce and pouring soy sauce from the bottle.

“Owh is so,,, Alhamdullillah, even so, I'm flattered mbak, they are my bosses but we in one team work shoulder to shoulder helping each other”

“Bu Rara painstakingly helped me learn how to review, check, and research financial statements, while Mr. Vick patiently taught me to operate his application”

“Udah so to mbak, then we overtime until 9 pm, Mr. Vick same Bu Rara nganterin I went home kos lho mbak” Narita elaborates at length while occasionally tasting the taste of crotonya sauce.

“Gratitude deh Na,, hope you feel at home ya” closed Sriti.

They finally enjoyed the srotonya.

Narita Prameswari comes from one of the small towns in Central Java. He went to Jakarta alone. This 23-year-old girl is a smart girl, independent, carefree, sociable, sociable, loving, mature, agile. His father who is an elementary school teacher and his mother is only a housewife, never broke his spirit to be able to succeed in a career in the capital. Capitalizing on his S1 diploma from one of the leading State Universities in Central Java, he came alone to Jakarta to complain about his fate. Before getting a job, he lived in a boarding house with his village, but once they both got a job in a remote location, Narita finally decided to move costs.

The days of Narita who is a fresh graduate working office, he felt quite heavy, but Narita lived it with joy.