Red Hooded Girl

Take Lunch

“Excuse me, Sir.” Sapa Mimin who was standing in front of the Deka's desk.

“Ya,” Deka said without staring at the girl standing before him. He is still focusing on reading some reports.

“I want to submit this report Sir, deposit from Mr. Rizal,” said Mimin.

Deka raised his face to look at Mimin. For a second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds to ten seconds both were silent, silent with interlocking views until the third second. Because in the fourth second, Mimin immediately lowered his gaze. While Deka kept looking at him.

“Sorry Sir .. This is the report." Eventually Mimin broke the silence between them. Walk closer to Deka's desk and submit the report she brought.

“Oh, yes thank you,” Deka said shortly after receiving the report file from Mimin's hand.

Deka skimmed through the report file. “This is Pak Rizal's project huh?” tanyakanya.

“Betul, Sir.”

Deka flips through the report file, reading the key points in it. “Value the project why is it so small huh?”

Mimin opened his mouth to answer. At least he knew about the project.

“Ga do your part to answer. Later I just asked directly to Mr. Rizal,” sela Deka before Mimin's mouth had time to make a sound.

“Good, Sir.” That was the word Mimin said.

“Ok. Later I will first learn the report.” Deka ended the activity of flipping through his report file. Shifting his gaze from the report file to the figure of the beautiful woman still standing before him.

Mimin. “Then ... I excuse you, Sir.” He bailed.

“Ya,” reply Deka brief.

Mimin turned his body. Step your feet out of the room.

“Wait!” exclaim Deka before Mimin reaches the door.

“Yes, Sir,” says Mimin. He turned his body back to face the man who was attacking him.

“Whose name are you?” ask Deka.

“I Mimin, Sir,” Mimin replied.

Deka frowned. “Your full name?” tanyakanya.

“Jasmin, Sir. Jasmina Zahra.”

“Ooh.” Deka mangosteen.

“Do you want to ask again, Sir?” ask Mimin.

Deka. “Nothing. You can go out.”

“I'm sorry, Mr.”

“Iya. Please.”

“Jasmina Zahra. Beautiful name ... as beautiful as the person,” muttered Deka after Mimin came out and closed the door of his room.

Mimin came out of the Deka's room. He could hold out for a moment. Mr. Deka's face looks like someone. But who does it look like??. He murmured in his heart. Mimin thought for a moment but did not get the answer.

“Min... You finished up to Mr Deka's room?” devi asked enthusiastically when she saw Mimin standing in front of the door of Deka's room. Devi's desk is closest to Deka's room because she is his secretary.

“Iya.. spent giving his project report Mr. Rizal. You didn't exist, where?”

“So make this.... “ Devi's eyes pointed at the cup of coffee in her hand. “Make my handsome boss. Hihihihihihi.. “ he continued ended with giggling.

“I nganterin this first well,” said Devi while stepping her feet towards the door of the Head of Finance Division.

“Iya... Good luck to Dev. I'm also going back to my desk.”

“Let's go together, Min!” exclaim Devi before Mimin passes. Mimin responded by pointing his right thumb while stepping his foot.

“Min .. how handsome is it?” rudi asked as Mimin passed his desk.

“I think Mr. Rudi loh who will be appointed as division head replaces Bu Mutia,” said Mimin.

“Weight Min.... “ Rudi shook his head. “Then I am appointed as division head.”

“Ee, weight why Sir?” mimin asked confusedly.

“Fear I am a khilaf.. have a wife of two,” replied Rudi.

Mimin blicked his lips and continued to move to his desk leaving Rudi laughing.

 

*****

The middle sun is at the top of the horizon, when the gods clean up all the tools of the mechanic. The weather today was hotter than usual. He wiped the sweat that flowed from between the upper hair and then down to the forehead. 

A woman who was sitting behind the cashier table in the corner of the middle room noticed him earlier. Just by wiping the sweat alone the Gods looked extremely dazzling.

Now is the time for rest. The god gets his first rest. He was washing his hands when Mida approached him. Mida is Haji Hamid's daughter who owns the workshop where Dewa works. Mida also works in this workshop. More precisely, Mida was assigned by her father to take care of the bookkeeping administration of the workshop and also as a cashier.

"God.." said Mida.

"Eh, Mida."

"You're on your first break?"

"Yes, Mida."

"Today's the payday" continued Mida when he saw the reaction of the God who actually seemed confused.

"Well, it's payday today." The gods smile sumringah.

Mida nodded, "Yes."

"Emmm.. go home from work, I take the payday," said the god.

"Oh, yes, that's it." Mida went back to her place.

God opened the box. With a menu of white rice, fried chicken, sambal and lalap cucumber. For the first time he brought lunch, his own food. This was his attempt to avoid Mida who always brought him food every day.

As an independent with minimal financial. Of course the Gods were happy to get a free meal from Mida. But on the other hand, he feels bad with his co-workers. Fearing that Mida's excessive attention to him will cause social jealousy in the work environment.

And God also does not not not not know that the attention Mida gives is because it concerns the affairs of the heart. Worry Mida will feel disappointed if she can not return her feelings. One Opi alone has made him dizzy, this plus Mida. Really dizzy's.

“Dewa.. this morning I cooked soto. This I bring for you,” said Mida. He handed her a famous brand plastic bowl container containing soto.

“Ga to bother, Mida. I brought stock,” said Dewa while showing the container of his lunch box.

“You cook yourself, Wa?”

“Two equals temen me.”

“Oh. Though I brought you rice, fried chicken, same soto nih,” complained Mida.

“Mida.. Please don't bring me any more food. From today, I'll bring the supplies. I'm sorry, I don't like your cooking, but I don't feel good with my co-workers here if you bring me a meal every day. After all, here we have money to eat from Pak Haji,” said Dewa.

“Yes already, if you don't want me to bring you a meal. I won't bring you another meal.” Mida was disappointed.

“This food I love for others,” continued Mida. And then left the gods.

The god breathed out slowly. Letting Mida pass by in disappointment. Then he continued his eating.

*****

Mimin cleaned up his work, soon time to rest. Tidying up files, tidying up ATK, and shutting down the computer on his desk. He chose to pray Zuhur first at the musala behind the office. At the musala, he met Susi, Irna and Devi who would also perform Zuhr prayers.

After the prayer, the four girls chatted for a moment about the lunch plan.

“We go to lintong aja, yuk,” said Susi. Lintong is a famous dining place in this city and became Susi's favorite.

“Ih, this is an old date. The cave again. Ketoprak in front of the office aja mamang anyway,” said Devi.

“Ah, Lo mah every day also bokek. When is the bokeknya, Dev,” ledek Susi.

“Ih, we're just secretaries. His salary is smaller than yours. Isn't that right, Min?” Devi asked for support. Mimin responded with a smile.

The four girls were arguing about their lunch menu. They cross paths with Deka who just came down from the second floor.

“Where are you going?” ask Deka.

“You're looking for food, Sir.” Devi answered her superior's question. While the others are silent.

“I'm new here. I don't know where to eat well. Can I come with you guys? I'll buy you guys something to eat, how?" deka.

The four girls gawked. “By a bang, Sir. It's really grinning." This time Susi answered.

“Yuk... Ride my car yes,” said Deka and then step towards the exit.

The four girls tailed behind Deka. Walk with each other. Whispering each other without a sound. Of course, talking about the invitation to Deka lunch. Only their mouths were open to utter words, without making a sound.

Seriously, Mr. Deka encourages us to eat. Irna's.

Yes, at the same meal cogan. Susi.

Mr. Deka is very good. It's handsome, all right again. My boss tuh. Devian.

Shhh... Shhh... Mimin hissed without a sound. Putting his right index finger on his lips. Worried suddenly Deka looked back and found his friends who were talking about the invitation to cook Deka's lunch.

“You guys just wait here. Later I bring the car here,” Deka said after arriving at the office page.

“Iya, Sir.” The three girls answered. Only Mimin remained silent and did not answer.

Not long after, the white Honda Jazz car driven by Deka stopped in front of the four girls. Deka opened the car glass. “Jasmin .. you sit in front of well,”.

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