Not Glass Cans

Not Glass Cans
113. Folded Order



The night after delivering the rice box to the Mas Armand building project, in the Songgoriti area of Batu city, mas Nino, yes.the doctor asked me to call the mas only, take a stopover to the BNS night theme park or Batu Night Spectacular in one of Batu city centers.


Mas Nino didn't ask me first, but just headed straight there. We reached the public amusement park, which is open at night. So, I don't want to go on a picnic.


Various fun entertainment events are fully available there. Ghost houses, souvenir shopping arenas, souvenirs, photo spots, sports rides, mini waterfalls and others make us forget about time.


In the middle of our visit, mas Nino had received a video call long enough from his best friend, Mas Armand. Mas Armand just ended the call when I reminded him of his busy work on the project. Actually pity also the project workers, the night also hit work.


Mas Nino drove me home very late. That too, because I remind many times that the night is almost late. The journey from Batu city to Kacuk-Malang city is not close, it takes approximately one hour to arrive.


As usual, my mother welcomed our arrival which, though late, was full of drama. Maybe the coffee that hastily issued to the terrace table for mas Nino, is cold and has long been made. Although it is seen from the way of drinking that coffee is not hot, mas Nino still slowly and gradually sipped. Taken-covered, chatted, fetched-covered, ngobol. That is, until it takes a very long time.


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This morning, as usual, I brought seventy-five rice boxes for the breakfast of the workers in the building project which was supervised by Mas Armand.


The tall, sweet-faced man with mature brown skin came closer. The building foreman while counting the red sheets stopped in front of me.


"What time's the night, El..?" The manual money calculation by him is over.


"Nearly eleven, mas." I answered Armand while I kept my eyes on the construction project workers who started enjoying my mother's rice boxes.


"Don't go out often with Nino, El. Especially don't come here together." Mas Armand looked at me while stalling the bundled red rupiah. His voice was so soft this time, even I faintly heard it. Armand's warning is very strange.


"Well, what's the matter, man? I accidentally went out... And that was still once. Anyway, Nino's mas just want to see Armand.." Quickly I put it in my shoulder bag, a wad of money I just received. I hope that Armand really understands and understands my protest.


"Yes I know. But there's a reason, El." Mass Armand has shifted really close in front of me.


"There's reason? What is mas?" I was curious about what that meant.


"The central boss doesn't like it when women come with men in the project area." Maak.. How ridiculous!


"Boss you don't see, mas" Strange, I come by myself very often no problem. Coming only once with Nino was a problem. What's the connection to me? Is the central boss of Armand's mas acutely single? So the innards are envious of that? H.ha.ha..


"El..."


"Here is scattered cctv, my boss IT system is really up-to-date and updated. Especially in the driveway, yes where GoCarmu always parking is the main. So, I can never lie. Remember my message, El.." Talk mas Armand more fluid, fortunately the function of my radar is very good.


"Yes, ready. Don'worry. I understand, I won't make it difficult for you to work." I fully understand how Armand's current position is. The boss working on this project is indeed strange!


"Thank you for your understanding, El.." Mas Armand smoothed the field helmet on the head. He was getting ready to go back to construction.


"Sama-sama. Yes yo, mas. I'll go home first. See you later in the day!" Quickly I turned around and passed. The GoCarku driver was seen clapping and waving at me. Maybe the pick-up booking has been entered in the mobile application.


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There was a short message coming to my phone. Oh, haaah..!!! This is very surprising.pleasing at the same time worrying!


"Yesuuukk..!!! Ibuuuk..!!" While passing my mother's strong excitement with mobile phone in hand. I ran into the kitchen.


"heeye..Yooa...Ngopo seh, Si...?!!" My mother was no less excited to return my call. Both of his servants looked stunned at me.


"Buk, the Songgoriti order goes on. The workers are more. One hundred and fifty. Can't you, buk..?! Be willing, buuuk.., I'll take it.." My mother seemed to be in sudden shock. Same as me... But, good at me. Stay inter, but the income's to me. But also.. My mom won't this time?


"Bright..Suddenly so, Si.. Wes promise somewhere else...!" My mother seems confused. But just for a second. Suddenly the tired face was a sigh.


"Sik's..Sik..Patience first, Si. No asking in my wa kateringku group. Yen does exist, but you take it to my friend you know, Si..!" Mom pointed.


"That's it, buuk.. The important thing is that my friend is yes, buk!" My mother nodded, agreeing with me unconditionally. I'm getting more excited. Hopefully there are friends like my mother who are willing to supply, and I succeeded in becoming a candidate. The rice box girl! Ah, beautiful barks!!


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"Thanks yes, El.. This much boxed rice you can fit. So, I'm not dizzy anymore." Mas Armand stood up to me while rearranging the red sheet that was now getting thickened. Ah, my starry eyes see it.


"Yes, mas. Equally, my mother prepared, I delivered." Mas Armand smiled as he continued to look down, focusing on the count.


"Mas, why are the workers added so much? Want fast?" Ah, the more workers it makes me hard, fun.


"Yes, El. Who has a wish to finish quickly. In this week should be realized eighty-five percent physically awake. Next week one hundred percent target should be a goal." The patient man looked very sad and depressed.


"Is the increase in the number of workers that much help, mas?" I got the red rupiah from him. I'll just jump right off. Armand never made the wrong count.


"certain. But I had to be extra meticulous about changing my project plan. Imagine, the original plan can be four to six weeks, suddenly the central boss changes it to be less than two weeks." Only this day I heard the foreman's complaint about his work pressure.


"But..Salaries for Armand's mas go up as well, don't they? And those subordinates of Armand's mas aren't lacking, are they?" I investigated Armand's. I don't want to secretly blaspheme the owner of this building. It also fits with compensation... Kan.kan..


"Yes, El. You pinter, that's true. My boss has indeed borne the answer." Armand stared at me. I also offset the grin.


"Where's your boss now, mom? Old what young?" Honestly, I'm a little curious about the owner of this building. Because, indirectly, the central boss paid for my rice box. It looks pretty royal...


"Not yet, El. Outside of Java. Young, not married. He'll come if this hotel's done." Armand's gaze fixedly looked at me, while his mouth also continued to open talking to me. I was looking forward to welcoming him.


Ahhh....So remember you Garrick..Owner name Garju.. What boss Armand mas sekiyut Garju.. Is he as rich as Garju? Is he as loyal as Garju? Is he also fierce, all the garang?


Restless.., I was worried waiting for it to come. Can't wait to meet, so that in my shady pain.


But, what's wrong with you? Why are you so forgetful, blind, and mute? Deaf of my feelings waiting for you? Aaaah...!!Oh.h..!! I miss you all the time!!!


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Tok...! Tok..! Tok..! Tok...! Tok...!!


Uh..My mother came back to tease my tenets. GoCar regular subscriptions came to pick us up - me and the boxed rice, still a long time coming. But my mother knocked on my bedroom door.


Chequek..!


"The...Iku, your Ninomu is coming..! Rice box wes go all in the car. Stay waiting for you. There, spit. Ojo long..!"


Duh, maaaak!!! How about this, Armand must be disappointed and dislike. Worried that our arrival would complicate his work. The shadow of Armand's face when he told me yesterday, stuck in my eyes.


How then? One hundred and fifty rice boxes were not few. Quite able to tense the back when arranging. It's impossible if it keeps getting kicked out again. It was a wasted work. Dah, let. I'll explain it to Mas Nino later when I'm on the road. Mas Nino is educated, will certainly be easy to understand.


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