Mystery of Small Shoes
3
It doesn't feel like two weeks have passed. So far Sarah enjoys working at the media company, although she initially got some complaints from the editor and had to revise her writing, for her no problem, that way he can get additional knowledge about writing. Aided by his two friends, his work became lighter and felt fun living it.
"Let's eat at the usual place, huh?" Vina.
"OK," Sarah and Leni answered simultaneously.
"But you guys go first yeah, I'll follow, please order my food."
"okay, Sar. The usual menu, right?" ask Leni.
"Where are you going, Sar?" ask Vina curiously.
"Regular. Go to God first" answered Sarah.
"Heh, call it Sar, you mean to kill yourself? Don't be crazy, Sar!"
"Aish, ngaco it's you, Vin. I want to pray Dzuhur first. You know yourself if we eat, must spend a long time talking about it rather than eating it," explained Sarah.
"That betul, the meal was just a stretch, the old chattering. What is discussed, until people pass by just follow-up discussed." The three of them laughed considering the behavior of those who like to berghibah about anything.
Vina and Leni had already gone to their favorite cafeteria. The cafeteria was always full at lunchtime, so if it was a little late, then the shelves would have benches left for them, as a result of which they had to queue and wait a long time, want to buy wrapped it feels will remain long, because the canteen waiter must serve customers who have come first.
Sarah immediately abluted after putting her shoes on the shoe rack. Mushola is still quiet because the Adhan has not reverberated, and other employees still fill the stomach in their favorite canteens. The Quran was taken and started to read it. Before long the Adhan reverberated, Sarah stopped teaching her and immediately stood up and began to pray. He was snooping on the male shaf, it turned out that there were only 2 people.
"Nothing, just join them" he murmured.
Shortly entered several employees and OB for congregational prayer.
After she finished praying, Sarah immediately followed her two friends who were waiting for her in the cafeteria.
***
**flashback**
As the day usually so adzan reverberated Rudi immediately headed to the mosque of his office. When heading to the shoe rack, there was something that caught his attention. A pair of small shoes. These few days he saw the shoes, usually there are only a few employees and OB shoes there.
Soon he ablaze and enters the still desolate mushola. He also did not pay attention to the figure in the place of the women worshipers.
Rudi and his assistant Robi stand waiting for the adhan to finish on the prayer mat. Before long some men came in and stood behind him.
Finished praying by accident he glanced at the shoe rack of women worshipers. The little shoes were no longer in place.
The following days Rudi saw the little shoe on the shelf again without ever knowing who the owner was and he tried not to care about it.
**flashback end**
***
The editor gave a weekly report to the team leader that Sarah deserves further writing coaching, if this week Sarah's writing can pass editing again. The team leader relayed that to Sarah during a weekly briefing.
"Sarah, a weekly report from the editorial team states that there is a lot of progress in your writing. More improved performance, so you can follow advanced writing training and then get into the core team. This also applies to others, give your best writing. Good afternoon and good luck" Mr. Anwar said, closing the briefing that day.
"You're great, Sar. Just two weeks of work has received praise from Mr. Anwar," praised Leni.
"Lu teach us dong, Sar. We also want to get a compliment from Mr. Anwar," continued Vina.
"It's normal, Vin, Len. The important thing is that you always remember and pay attention to the review notes from the editors, and then fix what is wrong to be in accordance with what they want."
Sarah is determined to show her ability and performance to the fullest.
To save her time, Sarah decided not to go to lunch with her two friends and instead she would bring lunch from home.
After Dzuhur prayer, Sarah will return to her desk soon to resume her pending work after eating her lunch.
Today is Friday, the day of his weekly performance assessment. His final writing for the week is still unfinished. The materials and references he has obtained, research has been done, just to string his best words to complete the writing.
"A little more kelar, but this has entered the time of Dzuhur. I pray first, after that I just continue", Sarah murmured.
Soon he went to mushola and ablution. Mushola was a little more crowded because he was late. Adhan has been reverberating since then and congregational prayer has entered the last raka'at.
"Well, late. The prayer is done."
Sarah performed her Dzuhur prayer alone, not to forget she also prayed a while after her prayer was finished. Then he tidied his face and rushed out of the mushola. He went to the shoe rack, and how surprised he was that his shoes were not in place.
Look for those shoes on the other shelf, but still nil. He was desperate to find those shoes. He remembers the last time he put his shoes on.
"So I put it here. But why can't there be now, huh? Aduuhh, where am I in this hurry," inward Sarah.
Mushola was almost empty, but Sarah had not found her shoes.
"Where's this? Is there maybe something idle? Or take the wrong shoes?" sarah again.
Suddenly his eyes saw a body at the end of the mushola area watching, or rather guarding his shoes. A man she didn't know was sitting there watching the shoes.
Soon he approached the man and took his shoes without paying attention to who and what the man before him said.
In a hurry he put on his shoes, but before leaving Sarah did not forget to thank the man because after all he had taken care of his shoes.
Half-running he returns to his desk for lunch, then resumes his pending work. Because he had to find his shoes, he had to be willing to lose his precious time.
