SIN (Lecturer Dear)
Chapter 38: Darren's Cousin
The first employee who ordered, then rushed to take the entire file from Karen's hand.
"I'm sorry, sir, we've been wrong. You see, there was information that interns would enter today, sir," said the employee with a condolent look.
"So this is how you treat an incoming employee? Please stop the attitude of seniority within you!" Darren said firmly in front of all employees. Not because he does not like his wife to be treated like that, but he wants to eliminate the habits of old employees who often colonize new employees, even for things that do not enter the job.
All employees are silent. Yes, it is undeniable, seniority is always happening in people's lives. It even happens in academic environments such as school and college. Mirisnya, many do not realize the entrenched culture was inherited from the colonial era which was then perpetuated by this nation until now.
Darren then took Karen to a room that became a distributor guest reception.
"You were here first, yeah! I want to know my close relatives, but the room's upstairs."
Karen held Darren's arm quickly, thus making the man turn his head instantly.
"I'm sorry, yes, I'm ashamed of you and make the employees think I'm an intern. Oma told me to dress formally and politely, anyway. You know for yourself my clothes are slang-gaul," said Karen leaning her head on Darren's arm.
Darren rubbed Karen's hair gently, then held both of her shoulders while forcing each other to face. "There's nothing wrong with your clothes today. For the event after the night we go to the boutique just to buy new clothes."
At Darren's orders, Karen was waiting for him in the room. Meanwhile, Darren heads to the marketing division, precisely to the manager room that houses him. He knocked on the door for a moment, and immediately barged in.
Inside there, a figure with a face and posture that was no less than Darren gasped, as someone opened the door without his permission. However, when he saw that the person was Darren, he immediately widened his smile until his row of teeth were seen.
"Darren?"
"Hey, Vin!"
The two approached each other then did a handshake¹ homie. It turns out that the man was named Chalvin Wijaya who is still Darren's cousin because their father was brothers. He was employed in this company with a position as general manager. If the face of Darren is a blend of Dutch Indonesia, then Chalvin has a distinctive oriental face.
"Tumben you're here, must've forced the same Oma, huh?" guess the guy, "keep going, where's your wifey?" ask her while trying to peek towards the slightly open door.
(N: Wifey: wife/bini. This English slang/dress is taken from the word wife. Same rich hubby taken from the word husband)
"There's a downstairs. Want to meet, no?"
"Can. When you marry again the cave does not exist in Indonesia. Want to know the cave tastes of the girl chosen in Oma for you," said chalvin curious.
They enter the elevator to the floor where Karen is waiting. During his time in the elevator, Chalvin showed his trademark as a +62 citizen who was attracted by KEPO.
"Eh, how's your married life? Your wife is beautiful, isn't she? How is the service on the bed? Steady, no? Or is it still amateurs?"
"Hush, what about privacy!" ketus Darren is uncomfortable with his cousin's questions.
"Yeah, you're sad again because of the girlfriend left behind, all told to the cave. Nice turn, share ogah!" Chalvin showed a sour look.
"Bite your tongue!" ketus Darren with a dead red face.
(N:Bite your tongue\=Whisper you!/Mending you quiet)
"But you seem to enjoy your wedding?" guess Chalvin while glancing at Darren from toe to toe, "Yes, you look fresher now! Must be the wife that Oma chose for you is the type of wife who is motherly, diligent in getting up early, and can handle all the housework!"
Chalvin's guess made Darren pinch the corner of his lips. The woman he married was not at all what his cousin had expected. His wife is not a motherly type of woman and it is difficult to get up early. In fact, all housework is handled by itself. Even so, the spoiled side of women is what makes him feel like a reliable and always needed man.
When the elevator doors opened, Darren's phone suddenly rang. It turned out that it came from Aswono's grandfather who asked to come to his room.
"Eh, I'm going to grandpa's room first, yeah! It's just a joke, really!" Darren went back into the elevator.
Chalvin just put on a dumb face because Darren didn't say where his wife was. Already on this floor, Chalvin also chose to greet the employees. Despite serving as a manager at the company, the white man often mingles with small employees to undertake a covert mission, which is to find a bedmate. The advantage that he has is to have binocular eyes that can look at beautiful women who are easily seduced.
Chalvin handed over business cards to the female employee he had snared. "Don't forget, call me tonight!" he said while winking.
He then left and went back to being formal with the employees who reprimanded him. When passing through the glass-enclosed room, his binocular eyes were directed at the figure of a woman dressed in black and white who was sound asleep on the sofa in a sitting position.
Intending to reprimand the figure he considered as a new employee, Chalvin was amazed when he saw the deep face up close. His cultural soul instantly thrashed around inside there. Without him knowing, the woman is Darren's wife who will be introduced to him.
"Kok cave just know there are employees who are young plus beautiful kayak gini?" muttered Chalvin while fixing his tie.
Karen blinked and the figure of the foreign man entering her gaze instantly shocked her. Suddenly, he screamed as he crossed his hands on his chest.
"Aahhgtt, why are you in this room? You want to act rude, huh?" shouting Karen.
Chalvin's eyes immediately glared sharply. "Do you know who I am?" tanyanya while shaking the waist.
"No! Is important?" Karen Sambar.
Chalvin's eyes grew increasingly glared at the ferocious response from women for the first time.
Crazy, nih, girl, presumably already menggemarin mother-emak who run over the actor! It's not polite anymore, the cave anymore does not wear cool suits.
"When he comes here, it's not for molasses!" This time Chalvin did not want to lose by showing his side as a company manager.
"Who wants a job!" hold Karen again. He was already annoyed by the sudden presence of the man. Now more upset because it was re-suspected as an employee.
In the middle of their argument, Darren and Oma Belle suddenly entered the room.
"Eh, have you met each other?" darren asked while pointing at the two.
Karen and Chalvin looked at each other in silence.
"Ja–don't say she's your wife." Chalvin pointed at Karen with a face that seemed to swallow kedondong seeds.
Karen who had just stood up, immediately remembered the words of Darren a moment ago who said she wanted to introduce someone to him.
Karen then pointed towards Chalvin with buying eyes. "Don't ...."
As Karen and Chalvin stared at each other in a shocked atmosphere, Oma Belle instead flashed and blocked their view.
"All of you, help oma first. We will change the product model. Anyway our latest lipstick products should be able to beat the Nyebellin Nyuyork brand lipstick products, which sales number one in Indonesia! Come on, help Oma find a suitable model representing our products," said Oma Belle while showing some models recommendations.
"Don't this one! He took the scooter," pointed Karen at one of the models.
"Huh? A scooter?" Oma frowning.
"Yes, less famous celebrities mean it, explains Karen.
"If that's how it is!" point Oma at one of the photos of Indonesian-faced celebrities.
"Don't that too, Oma. He's a problem! Fear there'll be a lot of hatters." As a rebel, Karen certainly very closely follow the development of celebrities and celebrities in this country.
"What is this?" tanya Oma asked Karen for her opinion again.
"I know she's under contract with some cosmetic brands, too" Karen replied.
"Where did dong go?" ask Oma confused.
"Why aren't you?" sahut Chalvin to Karen all of a sudden.
Everyone was surprised, not least Karen herself.
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footnote 🦶🦶
homie handshake¹ term greetings familiarity that was originally widely used by black people. namely by linking each other's palms, similar to the position of a panco fight.
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