Neighbor Oh Neighbor
Drafts
Long enough also the indo woman was in the room Mr. Damar, shortly after he came out.
“Heh Mbak, next time do not forbid me to see Mr. Damar again, I am his future wife Pak Damar Hardana Wijaya, the future wife of the CEO.” The woman in Indo paras explained to me.
For a moment I was listening to her words.
“Good Bu” My word is short.
Oh well not yet a wife already so, what if it has become his wife later.
I entered Mr. Damar's room after he contacted me by phone, as usual he went straight to the core of his duty without further ado.
“Weekly reports of projects that were being worked on yesterday have you completed?”
“Already Sir, still on laptop, I have not released.”
“You are working on monthly report also”
“Now Sir?” take the address home tonight I thought.
He glanced at his expensive Rolex watch.
“No, tomorrow only.” Thank God, I said in my heart.
“Good Sir, I'm sorry.”
Mr. Damar immediately walked out of his room without looking at me one bit. Yes, his name is also the boss, whatever he wants.
I immediately tidied up my table and bag, Thank God today can go home rather quickly I thought.
When passing the reception desk.
“Mbak OB here deh,” Lisa beautiful secretary calls me, I remember that she always said fit me to be an OB employee only.
I looked up, and it was true that he called me. I approached.
“What's up Mpa?”
“Bener Mbak secretary Pak Damar?” tanyanya.
“Iya”
“Mbak has any relationship with Mr. Damar, his brother huh? How can a model like Mbak be a secretary anyway?”
What the hell is Lisa, what brother? also know now the same Mr. Damar.
Oh maybe he means why with a simple appearance like this I can be a secretary what because of the recommendation of Mr. Damar's family.
“Mbak Lisa is beautiful, I work here not with anyone's recommendation, I pure apply for myself, called an interview and I am accepted here as secretary, I am, and our CEO secretary at this big company is me.”
“Oke Mbak Lisa, I think it's pretty obvious isn't it, I'm sorry.”
I immediately passed from before Lisa who every day asked about my position.
He was silent when I explained it like that.
I don't mean to brag, he grossly underestimates my appearance, I'm just trying to explain to him not to judge people from the outside, as a good Muslim, I should have dressed inconspicuously and simply, even though I was a secretary.
I'm coming home on my favorite matic bike, Emm I think I should fill up the gas first.
Coincidentally in front there is a gas station, I immediately turn on the left sign light to fill the gasoline first, and come in line with the other motorists.
Before waiting in line, suddenly a beautiful girl dressed casually dropped her purse before boarding her luxury car.
I get off the bike and standardize my bike a little to the edge.
Half-running I immediately picked up his dropped wallet.
“Mbak, Mbak, Mbak's wallet dropped ni.” I said while tapping on the car glass while showing the wallet.
He immediately lowered his car window glass, “The Mbak wallet fell.” My Deuteronomy.
He got out of the car and approached me.
“Yeah Ma'am, thank you, if there is no Mbak surely papa I scold me again, because there are many important cards there.” Her speech.
The gentle face of ayu smiled sweetly at me.
“Iya equally Mbak, next time be careful yes.”
“Still lo once again Ma'am, I am indeed a bit careless people, Oh yes Mbak know my name Aprilia,” He reached out his hand kindly.
I shook his hand back,”my name is Sinta.”
“Oh yes Mbak can ask for a mobile number Mbak no, later we eat together sometime yes, let alone I am amazed to see a young girl in hijab syar’i kayak Mbak.” His words are long.
“Bby, Can kok,” we finally exchanged mobile numbers. Then Aprilia said goodbye to me after many times saying thank you, really a friendly child when it seemed like the child of people was.
I immediately queued back up to fill my delayed gas, then went home.
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Today I immediately worked on the periodic report of the project that the company was working on.
Suddenly Mr. Lukman came to me, “Love the former CEO of this company came, immediately welcome his arrival.”
Shortly after they saw their entourage, there was General manager (general manager) Mr. Heri who was quite experienced, functional Manager Bu Indah and HRD manager Pak Lukman, who was also the most experienced, they used to interfere with me at that time, it looks like they will meet Mr. Damar.
I stood up immediately, welcoming their arrival.
Looks like a man with glasses who is quite old but still looks charismatic and authoritative wearing a suit and pantofel shoes.
Beside her walked a middle-aged mother but still looked graceful and beautiful.
She wears kebaya and benggul as well as subordinates of luxurious batik, looking like palace mothers.
Not to forget the matching scarf with the subordinate batik who is wearing on the shoulder, a luxury bag becomes a complement.
Looks like they are Mr. Damar's parents, I immediately greeted them kindly.
“Good day Father and Mother.” Aduuuh why it sounds strange yes, my fault was not asking Mr. Lukman the name of Mr. Damar's parents, he looked at me and smiled.
They passed into the CEO's room, followed by Mr. Lukman and huufff.
After a while Mr. Lukman came out and called me.
“Sin .. called Mr. Danu into”
“Pak Lukman for a moment, I forgot to ask the name of our CEO first and Mother, the cook employees of his company do not know his name, very strange.”
Mr. Lukman replied.
“Bapak Danuarta Wijaya and Ms Widya Kusuma.”
I immediately entered Mr. Damar's room with mixed feelings. Afraid they would comment on my appearance. Bismillah is.
Sayup-sayup heard Mr. Danu praised the progress of his company during led by Mr. Damar. He looks proud.
“Oh this is Mar your new secretary, never tell the same story Papa,” said Mr. Danuarta commented.
Mr. Damar replied with a forced smile.
“Boleh You know whose name you are,?”
“My name is Sinta Pak.”
“How does it feel to face Mr Damar?” He chuckled while looking at Mr. Damar.
“Are you able?”
“InsyaAllah Sir, I can.”
“Good, later you say that Damar treats you well.” He smiles.
Wah beyond my expectations turned out to be Mr. Danu inversely proportional to 360 degrees of his super cold and unfriendly son.
“Good Sir, Thank you.”
“Damar, Adelia came here yesterday? You did it well, didn't you?” Ask Ms. Widya.
Mr. Damar just kept quiet.
“Mbok yo don't be cold so all girls, Adelia's good boy lo Mar, her education is also high suited to you, besides Mama also knows her mother, blue blood descent as well.”
Mr. Damar still did not respond.
“If his son does not want to not be forced lo Ma.” Mr. Danu chimed.
“You till when you keep this up, want to wait for that Clarissa to be a widow, is that it?” Said Bu Widya.
“Udah, already, Ma ah .. don't fuss here.” Mr. Danu mediates.
“Oh yes Man, you also do not follow in the footsteps of Damar, the mentang-about you guys, kok Fate is almost the same, think your future is time you guys married.” Pak Danu's advice was long. I laughed in my heart.
“Iya Om, this Lukman again business Om.”
“Well it dong.”
“Ya already Papa same Mama want to leave first, want to go to the house of Mr. Tomy, you are fine yes Mar.”
“Iya Pa.” says Mr. Damar briefly.
Mr. Damar's parents immediately outside my room and Mr. Lukman followed them and drove them to the front of the office.
Now I understand that the indo-faced Adelia, betrothed by Bu Widya to Mr. Damar, her complicated love story has also not been able to move on from her married ex.
So do not have to date, just keep the soul mate of others at the end of marriage.
Tired of dating for many years, binding a promise of a lifetime, has added the sin of marriage with others. I hope I keep a special care until I meet my halal lover. Besides I still have an unmarried sister, It does not feel appropriate if the youngest sister stepped on it.
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The more days I pay attention to Brother Winda, it is very nice to take me to the office where I work. Usually he only occasionally takes pick up but already one Sunday he picked me up and drove me to work.
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