MY LOVE ENDS WITH YOU

(NARITA POV) LIVES A MEMORY

It's been a week since Davis and I spent our weekend at the amusement park. But from then on, he disappeared as if swallowed by the earth. No more messages sent, no more calls from him, and no more surprises when he suddenly picked me up. I felt something was missing from my life.

I ventured out and lowered my prestige to start texting him. Yes, that's how I am, not in my dictionary to send a message first to a man if nothing really matters.

Me: Morning. You're doing all right?

I clicked send, but there was no response. Mobile phones at that time could not show the notification sent or not, have been read or not. Yes already, I did not wait for his reply because of the busyness that took my time and attention, finally forgotten.

In the afternoon before I leave the office, I reopen my message. There's no reply. Honestly I was worried and disappointed, why after we laughed happily spending time together, he suddenly disappeared without news. What is it?

Ah, come on, just tell me. Then I quickly finished my desk, put all my personal equipment in my briefcase and got out of my seat to go home. 

“Hai daydreaming!” the screams and claps of Sriti's hands on my shoulders shocked me.

“Astaghfirullah mbak, ngagetin aja!” I spontaneously heard her screams. 

“Dreamy what's sie?” 

“Ahhh ok”

“Street with ya!”

“Hayuk!”

“Surely no one picked up today?” sriti asked, teasing me by rolling her eyes. I smiled wryly as I shook my head.

We both walked along the sidewalk in the same direction even though different destinations, Ms. Sriti to the train station while I returned to the boarding house.

Days change days, weeks change weeks, months change, it does not feel like a year has I worked in this company. I've never heard of Davis. Several times I followed Silvi's tour, but never met Davis or his entourage. At first I was still curious, stalking her social media at that time facebook and Friendster, but she never posted anything either. I stalked her blog, but the results were the same, NIHIL. I have no contact with Bagas and Aldi.

Yes already. I finally gave up. I chose to focus on my career. I had also slightly forgotten my desire to get married at the age of 25, because even at the age of 24, no man approached me. For me, no soul mate does not mean my future stag. A soul mate can be stag, but not with my career. I am still young, there are many opportunities to move forward.

On my part, a lot has changed. There's no more good-natured manager of mine, Mr. Vick. He resigned because he had a startup that had grown rapidly so he wanted to focus on developing his business. Then Mr. Vick was replaced by someone, which Ms. Rara herself was not suitable partner with my new boss. He asked to move parts. I stay there myself because before Mr. Vick and Ms. Rara move parts, I have inherited knowledge and important jobs on my part.

Losing them both as partners and my boss, had a significant impact on my work booster mood. My new boss is more impressed bossy and only his guts rule. Even at a manager-level meeting moment, the Finance Director offered the manager an opportunity to promote his subordinates, my new boss did not propose me. How do I know that gossip? Of course from Rara. He got the story from his manager. Ms. Rara was quite disappointed with how my new boss treated me, because according to Ms. Rara even though I only worked for a year, but I have the ability, the loyalty to work is high to my job, I deserve to rise in office.

Seeing the injustice that befell me, made most of the officials who saw me feel concerned. The tax manager once offered me a position considering he had a discussion about taxes with me and I provided good solutions. According to him I have potential, the field of tax that in fact is not my daily job but I can remember and master it well. I also did not waste the opportunity to accept his offer. But when the tax manager asked my manager directly, he turned him down on the grounds that I was the only one in his staff who had the job in my field.

The finance manager, too, asked me to get into his part. I am glad to accept this offer. But again my manager refused to let me go.

“Gue wonder the same boss loe it! If he keeps loe because loe work is good, why not promote loe rise to office?” namel bu Rara at the time when he invited me and mbak Sriti lunch at one of the malls near my office. 

“Yes yes Ma'am Ra, I'm also the same boss he is. I don't appreciate Narita's hard work. Rodi work but well-being is not considered!” added mbak Sriti who is no less emotional.

“Loe still likes overtime right Na?” ask Rara by looking at me later. 

“Dianterin not the same him?” ask Rara again.

“Now!” I answered while looking down.

“How much time do you go home?” tanyanya.

“I sie avoid if only two ma'am, so at most 21.00 when OB is ready to go home, I also permit to go home!” answers explained.

“Loe came home at that hour, not the same as him?” bu Rara started investigating.

“Not ma'am. Usually if I let him go home, he still continued his overtime” I replied honestly.

“Loe is given money not to take a taxi?” bu Rara is still investigating.

“Now!” weak answer.

“Gilaaaa tuh people. I was a staff in a rich Romusha job, came home the night was not taken, not given money. What does sie want?!” bu Rara started nagging in a high tone. Fortunately our dining place is a fairly rame canteen so the high tone of Bu Rara is not so distracting to the canteen visitors.

Yes indeed in the company where I work now, for anyone who works up to outside office hours, not paid overtime. We are paid based on their job title and professionalism. For the level of staff like me does have the lowest responsibility, for that our salaries are also the lowest. For me it is not a matter of my salary level, because at the time of the interview with the General Manager of HRD (Human Resources Development) I have agreed on the salary that this company will give me. But when my loyalty was completely ignored, I was disappointed.

“Sorry Na, because of me, you are in the position of loe now.”

“If I knew, you would accept this injustice, I have long since pulled you too. Let him work there himself, find the staff and teach again from the beginning”

“Gue is still beautiful. If he does not want to promote elo, why he does not want to take off elo to the tax or financial section! Sebel me!” ms. Rara is still complaining.

Honestly, I was very excited to get that much attention from him. Since our initial meeting, the time of the interview with the user, Ms. Rara has amazed me. The opposite is true with Rara. According to him, I entered the criteria of the staff he was looking for because I was like him when struggling to find a job. A tough fighter, has a high spirit, adventurous spirit, diligent, and deft in completing his work.

“Na.....” suddenly bu Rara called me with her soft voice.

“Loe can get better out there!”

“Honey your potential is not appreciated here!”

“Gue is not sincere loe does not develop because there are those who hold you back from growing. Because I know what you look like!”

“Yakin Yes. There are still many out there who appreciate your potential. You know what I mean!” Ms. Rara's advice is quite long, it does not show her emotional tone anymore. He patted my shoulder.

“Bu's sure. Thank you mom Rara, Sister Sriti for the support.!” My reply was both excited and moved.

Well, thank you, I have met people like them. Although I myself live in the region, but the support, attention, and support of those closest to me is my own motivation to be excited in living my days, and achieve my goals in the future.

Bye Bye Davis, Bye bye Office old----------