Neighbor Oh Neighbor

the more days the neighbors are getting better

A few months passed, Now I have worked in a new company more precisely a subsidiary of the company. The one in town, it's nice to feel like work can always come home unlike the last year I've been working people's homes.

Today's work is quite tiring, the clock home has passed a few minutes ago, apparently almost 30 minutes I was late to go home.

Thank God I finally got home, after a day of work tired too, when about to get off the motorbike Ms. Romlah came and approached.

“Sinta afternoon very much home? Where the hell are you from?”

It seems like Miss Romlah was deliberately waiting for me to come home, she was very curious about my life, first when me and sister Santi just started college she mocked me and mom.

“Poor people do not need much style lu Sinta, Santi pake want to lecture everything, have enough to eat aja gurat.”

Well that's how Ms. Romlah is, but I still respect her, because she is older than me just think of her words as motivation to live better.

“Back work Miss Romlah, O yes what's up Bu kok sampe nyamperin Sinta to home?”

“Kagak Sin ... Where do you work anyway?”

“Work in the office of Ms. Romlah”

“Em really you work in the office? What is your job title?”

“Iya Bu, Nisa time boong.”

“What position? how much salary?” Miss Romlah kept asking about my position.

“Only ordinary secretary Mom, already yes Ms Romlah Sinta want to enter first almost magrib.” I immediately ended my conversation with Miss Romlah.

Before he commented again, I immediately went inside.

"Recent secretary, it's been your belagu Sin"

I heard a glimpse of Miss Romlah grumbling.

Mom's been waiting for me from now on, immediately I kiss mom's hand, I don't want to tell her what happened today at the office, I'm afraid she's thinking and her stomach is crumpled.

After a short rest, I took a bath so that my body and mind were fresh again, followed by the magrib prayer to fulfill the first obligation to be slaughtered in the afterlife.

The next day I go to the office as usual, my huuft exhale strong, bismillah.

After being absent, I immediately went up to the fourth floor it seems that Mr. Damar has not come.

I take my laptop seriously.

Tak .. no. no. no. .. looks expensive pantofel shoes step towards me, immediately I lift my face, to make sure who comes, who comes, I stood up as I welcomed the arrival of the boss.

“Morning Pak” He went straight inside without seeing me.

Better this way, maybe he also keeps his view from being a non-mahram, trying to think positively only.

“Sinta .. I want to bring the design of this building project to Mr. Damar.” Report Angga to me.

Angga is one of the Drafter employees who is responsible for the description of the project to be done and which has been completed.

“Yes have already entered, Mr. Damar in kok.” Answer me casually.

“Call first, about he's busy gak.”

“Emang can not stop working for a while so, to check the report from its employees,” My protest.

“Well that's how he is, if he is busy not wanting to be disturbed, ever one of the employees must wait until long because Mr. Boss is busy, unless the report suddenly has to be done”

“Emm so yes, cruel terribly.”

“That is the use of a secretary, connecting between Pak Bos who is like ice cubes with his work,” He said with a laugh.

“Emang you really do not know if our Boss sir like that?”

“No,” I shook my head.

“Ya has called gih” said Angga while waiting for me to contact Mr. Damar.

Tut ... Tut ... Tut ...

[Yes]

[Sir, Angga wants to see you, from the Drafter section, about Ba ... ]

[Send to go in]

Dead phone.

Haa? I gawked, the whole thing was not yet finished talking, directly cut and turned off.

I hurried to go down to the Zuhr prayer and have lunch with Andina and Cellin.

After that I went back to the room, did Mr. Damar not eat lunch, why not go out? very workaholic it seems, it may be delevery food I think, today is already practical.

The phone rings, I pick up

[Come to my room]

Yes Rab if you hear a call from Mr. Damar it feels like you will advance to the battlefield only.

I'm straight in, “What's up sir?”

“Please make a project report that is being done by Angga earlier, development report to the local government, Polres, and Lurah”

“Good Pak” I immediately turned towards the exit.

“Oh yes, for the data contact Angga” I turn back my body facing Mr. Damar.

“Good Pak”

I immediately went out of the room when I wanted to pull the door handle, “I need as soon as possible." he continued.

“Yang hard copy I need also right sir?” ask me a little annoyed.

“Ya” is short, solid, and clear.

Nothing has to be fast I'm a robot, nothing has a little tolerance, I'm a human too. Astaghfirullah .. why I mengedumel. Sin Ikhlas let blessings.

Azan ashar was heard, I immediately went down to the mosque to perform ashar prayers, after the prayers I read Al Fatihah, having previously read Istighfar and sholawat Nabi “ayah only alfatihah that I can award to father in this ashar time.”

I rushed back to my room to resume the pending work.

I open the phone, which I left in the desk drawer.

One call from an unknown number and one ‘click' message I opened the message from the unknown number.

[Is your job done? Why do you leave during work hours?]

Mr Damar? Who else, if not him, it seems that he contacted me by phone, because I did not pick up he switched to call me through my phone number.

Tok.tok.tok I dare to meet Mr. Damar, I just want to explain that I pray ashar to mushola.

“Masuk”

Mr. Damar stayed on his laptop for a moment, then he lifted his head and stared intently at me, I bowed my gaze.

Then he stretched his tie and sat leaning against the back of the chair.

“It's done?”

“Be-yet Pak.”

“If it's not finished yet, why are you crawling in office hours?”

O Allah, there are no words that are better to hear, as if I am an untrue woman who likes to wander.

“I tell you to immediately finish the report I gave” tumben talk a lot boss.

“It's even in stay just like that, with laptop open.”

Whahuh? did he check my desk?

I take my breath, huuftt .. calm down Sinta. explain calmly.

“I am sorry Mr. Damar, if I am wrong to leave the work you gave me for granted, but am I wrong to fulfill my obligations first as a Muslim?”

Mr. Damar fell silent and threw his gaze away from me.

I think he understood what I meant, that I only prayed ashar for a moment, I don't think I need to explain in detail.

“Alright, tomorrow afternoon we meet with the client, prepare the file tomorrow asap.”

“You can exit.” Further.

I immediately came out without saying a single word.

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sorry if there are still many typo, and sorry also rarely upload

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