Tafakur Love Mualaf

Interviews

When he got home, Hasbi put down Fiha sandals. Along the way, Hasbi was busy clutching it in her fingers. Obviously Hasbi did just that, because Fiha was asleep in warmth.

"Fiha, you're so heavy. I don't know, you eat as much." Hasbi felt funny, then laughed to herself.

"Mother is now severe, Dad, he can eat three times a day. In fact, so bone-shaking. Can beat the biggest cat race in Asia." Suddenly, Syansa was nongol.

"Really? Why don't you know." Hasbi seemed to think.

"Because Dad is too busy, even now rarely pay attention to Mother" replied Syansa.

The next day, exactly at 07:00.

"Fiha, you know our blind dates are becoming a popular conversation" Hasbi said.

"Well baby, how can you." replied Fiha, still confused.

"At the meeting, Mr. Boss was filming about it. Then, we were both invited to attend the interview" Hasbi said.

"Just like Syansa has to come along, she also has to witness the romance of her parents" replied Fiha.

"Mother, what's going on?" sahut Syansa's.

"Tomorrow, we'll interview. You also have to follow yes, so be more complete." replied Fiha.

Syansa gave her two thumbs up. "Yes Mother, I'll come."

"Thank you, baby." replied Fiha.

"Don't think of Mommy, I'm your daughter." Syansa smiled sincerely, and expanded widely.

"No, I'm not gonna yell at you anymore." Fiha pinched both of his cheeks.

The day that awaited finally arrived, they attended the event. Fiha, Hasbi, and Syansa sat on the stage of the event. Their names have been called as resource persons, in order to motivate many people.

"You know, you're popular. Through the social media accounts of big company bosses, who uploaded a discussion of blind dates during the meeting." said the host.

"Yes, we know about that. But as employees, at first we only carried out the task. Unthinkable, if you have to be invited to an interview." replied Fiha.

"Who is this?" ask a young woman.

"This is Syansa, our first daughter" replied Fiha.

"Very pretty, what class is it?" ask again.

"Twelfth grade High School." replied Syansa.

"Well, there must have been a lot of achievements" he said.

"Despite many, I don't want to feel complacent. My parents said it caught us off guard" replied Syansa.

There was a noise so boisterous, as everyone listened to the words of the Dance. You should not be satisfied with science, although you should always be grateful in living life steps.

"How does it look in front of the camera, must it feel so nervous?" Aliya.

"Not nervous anymore, even Syansa was about to faint." Umar timpal.

"You two, if you're joking, there's always something. Although it doesn't make sense, Umar is funny." Syansa smiled up.

"You're staying away from little friends, just because you're being interviewed. What a thin value of friendship!" Umar ruffled his waist.

"Who says so, I have no such thoughts." replied Syansa.

"I say again, don't dodge. Even your friend Kichi, has spoken up about this." said Umar.

"Well, you guys are so bad. There's no me, Kichi's an information tool." Syansa turn to shake waist.

Tris approached Fiha, with a gasp of breath. He did not understand the path of life, why it was so difficult to breathe a sigh of relief.

"What's Tris doing, like being chased by a tsunami." ledek Fiha.

"Even this is more of an emergency than that" replied Tris, who was still breathing.

"What's wrong?" ask Fiha curiously.

"Today, the manager specifically called you." Tris nodded her head, while swaying violently.

"Huh, you always surprise me. When I came to him, it wasn't as horrible as your reaction. You've even beaten an electrically-stung PLN employee." Fiha looked at Tris, who still looked spastic.

Tris moved from the body's pelting. "Go away soon, and make sure."

Tris pushed onto Fiha's body slowly, until the woman made it into the manager's room. Unlike Tris, who does not want to touch the sole of her shoes. He survives outside as a fence, ready to eavesdrop on whatever the Fiha talks about.

"Fiha, you're overtime today huh" said the young manager.

"Well sir, ready to carry out the task." replied Fiha.

"Don't forget, tell your husband to come home first" the man said.

"Where can that be sir, he'll keep waiting. In fact, it doesn't matter if the sky makes a thunderous sound." replied Fiha.

"Yes, I only asked for one thing" he said.

"Huh, what is it?" Fiha was confused.

"Please ignore him during work, it is forbidden to open the door of the room even if he knocks." asked the manager.

"God willing, sir." Fiha confirmed the pentule needle on his head.

The manager's request felt strange in his head. How can the husband himself be forbidden to see the wife work. After all, Hasbi would not bother him.