Neighbor Oh Neighbor

Moved to the village of the courtyard

I don't feel like I'm just telling a story and joking around through a video call, with my dad's family asking, changing the phone call into a video call. Finished

Tonight it was raining heavily, the hot weather turned cold after several days of intense heat.

“Allahumma shayyiban nafi’an, O Allah send down beneficial rain.”

I sat on the porch just enjoying the rain and the cool weather while drinking a glass of sweet tea made by my mother.

“Where does Sinta work today?”Lia's mother approached me.

“Aneh Bu.”

“Lha how can I?”

“First day just sitting sweet on the work table, I also do not know which is my boss.”

Mother Lia laughs little,“maybe she is no longer in the place Sin do not su’zon not good.”

“Astaghfirullah, really Bu kok Sinta so su'zon yes, also one day.”

Mother nodded in agreement with my words.

“Ya wes not to think, let's go inside, fear there is lightning.”

The next morning as usual I left once in the morning, heading straight for the secretary's room. Suddenly from behind there was a person who called, it turned out that Andina who was half running while calling my name.

“For Sin, very fast coming.”

“Morning is also Din, you also cepet arrival” we laugh together.

Andina is a friendly child, therefore we are familiar even though we have not known each other for a long time, we also exchanged phone numbers yesterday.

“Eh how have you met Mr Damar yet?”

“CEO us? Not all day yesterday just sitting sweet, why the hell Din?”

I briefly read Mr. Damar's name on the employment contract yesterday, but forgot what his last name was.

“Nothing I just a lot, later we have lunch with ya Sin, yes I already yah.” Andina said as she passed. Remember Sin don't su’zon.

The clock has shown me lunch hour, from earlier I just sit at the desk while studying the profiles and reports of companies that are already on the laptop.

Ting ... There was an incoming message from Andina [see waiting for you to be bagged ya Sin] immediately I closed the green application without replying, when I was about to wake up suddenly the phone rang, I immediately picked up and...

[Coming to my room] a baritone voice was heard from the other end of the phone.

Had a moment of confusion, I immediately realized that God was Mr. Damar almost I asked, who is this with?

[I-i-iya sir] I replied stammeredly.

I got up from my seat to the door, I held the door handle, oh no I had to knock it first.

Tok. tok ..

“Masuk” heard that baritone voice from inside.

I push the door handle slowly, about say hello or good afternoon huh?

The door was open, I looked at the whole room, the room was very spacious and neat, there was a mini library to the left of the room.

Near the entrance there is a luxurious sofa to receive guests and a large TV located facing toward the sofa.

While the CEO's desk was located against the glass window, there was someone sitting there busy working towards the laptop, regardless of my presence.

I could not see clearly, because of the reflection of the light from outside, I was standing a bit away from my table lyrics signboard that was on the table 'Damar Hardana Wijaya'.

“Good day sir, can I help you?” my broom.

Mr. Damar did not budge even he did not turn his head in my direction.

Some time I waited until he finished his work, where the stomach was rumbling to be filled.

“Please recap attendance data of all employees and overtime employee data, the data I have sent to your email.”

He looked at me, Deg! Oh, my God, he's a young executive who helped hold the elevator when I interviewed a few days ago. My reflexes subdue my gaze.

I think the CEO of this company is a friendly middle-aged man, apparently ...

“Yes, I need as soon as” the answer is flat and back to pursue the laptop.

Whats? This is the CEO, without answering my greeting, he didn't even ask me my name, maybe he thought it wasn't important. I'd better get it done as soon as I can get some lunch.

Andina I forgot to reply to the message, it's just later.

“Good sir, I'm sorry,” no answer.

I went straight out of Mr. Damar's room and did the job he gave me, I opened my email that I had put on the office laptop.

Yes Rabbi a lot of data that I have to recap, I look for a soft copy of the attendance records of the past months on the laptop, Thank God I met so I do not have to recreate the table.

Looks like the old secretary did not have time to make a recap of last month's attendance, I immediately worked as soon as possible.

I lyrics the clock on my laptop almost 2 pm, Allah .. I have not prayed zuhr, I rushed to the mosque and performed Zuhr prayer, Zuhr prayer, I went back to the fourth floor without having lunch.

If I'm afraid that my work isn't done quickly, I don't want to ruin it, my boss gets angry on my first day at work.

I did another task from Mr. Damar, and finished, almost two hours more I worked on attendance data and overtime employees throughout this office 'send' I sent it via email to Mr. Damar.

The phone came back ringing, I picked up right away [Please print me I need a hard copy too, double print for the archive].

[Good Sir]

My lunch hour just passed by, it was almost in Ashar time.

I immediately worked on it, while printing my absence in reply to Andina's message. [Sorry Din we could not have lunch together earlier, got the task of Mr. Damar very much].

Check two, he hasn't read it.

After I finished I entered the room again Mr. Damar handed me the attendance records that I had printed.

“This is the recap pack, it's done” while handing over to Mr. Damar.

“Let it on the table” again and again without turning a head in the least.

“Pak Damar, I pray ashar first, if you need help later after my prayer work.”

“Ya”pelit very similar words.

“I excuse me sir.”

The feeling of talking to the statue of Pancoran there is no answer.

I immediately went down to the mushala office, fulfilling my duty as a Muslim.

Finished my prayer to stop by the cafeteria to buy snacks to prop up my stomach which has not had lunch since.

Never mind asking me for lunch, just answering my question he was reluctant.

May I be patient in living it.

A few months later, the company that is now in the capital will apparently open a branch near my house, more precisely in my hometown.

Mr. Damar, apparently will be transferred to a new company, automatically I also moved between happy and sad. Glad that I had the opportunity to be close to my own family, sad that I had to leave a woman as good as Ms. Lia.

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