The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

the sound of the lady turning right

After lunch, Erika invited her three new members to a meeting. Erika has prepared a job description for each of her new members.

“Live, yes? I know, your time is very precious” said Erika started their meeting. The three of them were talking and laughing again, like when Erika praised them in the hallway earlier.

“As you have seen on the board, I give the job desc in line with your duties in PPIC” continued Erika. attention of the three new members directly focused on the diagram that has been drawn on the white board.

“Aldo, I'm tasked with building a general-affair vendor. Such as cleaning service, AC, cafeteria, and maybe other vendors who have something to do with general affairs. Obviously get here?”

“Clearly, mbak” replied Aldo.

“Good. Create Riki, your job is to record or input daily attendance data. Here surely you also sort between the timely, the late, the permission, the alpha, including the leave. The system already exists, just follow aja”

“Good, mbak” replied Riki

“Every day you have to update! Later technical I tell you”

“Siap”

“Well. The flow, the data you input it, will go to Budi”

“Oh, not directly to Rika?” ask Riki.

“Kalo yesterday, um yes. But with Budi, I want to have a development” replied Erika.

“Oh” Riki response brief.

“Budi, his job is to assess the performance of each employee. The source, if ever, comes only from the leadership pyramid. From Head department, division head, into HRD. But right now, I want a new path. Direct path from Budi” observation

“Good, mbak” replied Budi.

“As soon as you condition the production, you can make an assessment based on the achievement target. In addition to bonus calculations, your assessment can also be used for consideration of contracts from each employee”

“Siap”

“And the results of your assessment, can also be our basis for development"

"There is one task, this one is typical of you, Bud” continued Erika.

“What, mbak?” ask Budi.

“Development doctrine” replied Erika.

“I mean, mbak?”

“You will have a dream, make this factory like a sukhoi factory. While the sukhoipun factory, now it is much bigger and forward again” replied Erika.

“Emm” loading wheel.

“Yes, not connected. But being the parent of a holding company, is an achievement in itself, right? Definitely have a lot they do for repair and development”

“Yes too, sih” muttered Budi.

“We already have a form that we can show off. But we're still muters in local. Your job is to develop a doctrine, which can make all employees have the thought that this company should be known as a global” player

“Wuih, heavy, Bud” chirps Aldo.

“You ready?” ask Erika.

“Siap, mbak” replied Budi steady.

Both of his friends turned and looked at him with confused faces. That fast he replied without a pause of time to think things for a moment.

“I myself, often busy with the same business, Mr. Paul. You know for yourself, Paul does not want to have a secretary anymore, since Haryanti. The case of ignorance at that time made Mr. Paul kapok. And I'd rather change Haryanti's position. So, I really hope, you can process the data as well and as neat as possible. So that I can directly process the data into the final data that is ready to be reported to Paul” sir

“Siap, mbak” replied the three of them compact.

“I position Budi as my assistant. Riki is clear, the report flow must pass Budi. And Aldo, you also have to make periodic reports about the target achievement of each vendor. And report to Budi. Budi's job is to make a summary, then report it to me. Clearly get here?"

“Clear, mbak”

“This is not about seniority, these positions I have arranged based on your respective specialties. So Aldo, don't be jealous of you, yeah!” erika Pinta.

“Good, mbak. I admit, indeed I am not as level as Budi” replied Aldo.

“Not yet level. But you seem authoritative if you hold an inventory. I like the way you make suppliers. You should study with Aldo, Bud! It was also part of the development of the doctrine”

“Good, mbak” replied Budi.

“OK. I created three email accounts for you. Please open each other's phones! Click the link I shared! There we will work. Please learn the system, and please ask if you do not understand!”

“Siap” replied the three of them.

Without being told twice they immediately open their phones. The next minute they are focused on learning what is on their computer screen. Many times they ask in turn, regarding their workflow, with respect to the use of that system. And Erika, painstakingly answered all their questions.

***

Since Stevani's conspiracy case was revealed, Adel has become more determined and courageous, to declare his relationship with Budi. He was also steady to answer yes, when someone asked if Budi was his lover.

When Budi escorted Putri and bu Ratih to meet the call of investigators, Adel was always there to accompany. Encourage them not to be afraid when dealing with investigators. Of course, Adel's closeness with the Budi family became hot news that graced social media.

Mr. Fajar, although not explicitly rejecting the relationship, but he always reminded, that Luki was still waiting for certainty from him. Different from Mommy. He likes it harder when he gives a reprimand. Instead of remembering his services, Ms. Lusi more often brought up the profession of Budi, which he still thinks as a motorcycle taxi driver.

Moreover, since the tragedy, the reputation of the online motorcycle taxi driver, decreased in his eyes. Even so, Adel always tried to respond with calm. He always tried to smile, although sometimes, his mother's reprimand was more like an insult to Budi's social status.

Adel had promised himself not to fight every rejection his parents showed. He was always looking for ways to divert the conversation.

Either by smiling, whispering to Madina, or other means. To be sure, he had greatly avoided a direct confrontation. He prefers to be in a gray area. Not according, but not against. Like tonight.

“Del, you are this, yes. Said the parents, very difficult”

Adel who just wanted to pour drinking water from the dispenser, surprised and reflex twisting the body. Madina, who was about to say hello to her brother, also turned her body. He was also shocked, suddenly hearing his mother's scream, right behind him.

“You are, looking for a rich man's soul mate, even the same guys blangsak. Can you give her the same results ngojeknya, ha? The more the day gets worse. Kalo saidin, grin, grin. But never dengerin” continued his mother.

“Bu, can you do it anyway, speaking slowly? Rich in the forest, he shouted until he made deg-degan” protest Madina.

“Iya ih, can make people turn right” said Adel.

“Kalo in Indonesia there is conscription, surely mother became platoon” commander continued Adel. Madina chuckles at it.

“Nylimur. Always on, on topic. Mending if didenger” comments by his mother.

“Yes already, do you want it to be with your sister?” ask Susi to Madina.

“This, mom. Madin got the task of making a simple store application using g-sheet. Madin did not understand, very different with excel” replied Madina.

“Mbak Adel can not?” ask him to Adel.

“Kalo can shoot, already from yesterday-yesterday's shoot ajarin” replied Adel.

“Yaa” complained Madina.

“Ke mas Budi aja! in Jakarta, he also packs g-sheet” said Adel.

“Masa? Seriously, madam? Are you proficient, dong?”

“Yes, should be me”

“Say dong, mbak! Madin wants to learn with him”

“Nevent gone!” shouted Miss Lusi.

Madin was terrified to hear his mother's screams. He jumped towards Adel, and hid behind his body.

“Mother, ih. That's very talking. Sampe Madin dread” protest Adel slowly.

“No need to benefit Madin for the same decets Budi kere it!” deny mother. Adel just smiled.

“Ya already, I'm the one who ajarin” replied Adel.

“Yes your duty, lah. Udah mom high school, the school year just can not?”

“OK. Make when, um?” ask Adel.

“Ngumpulin total anyway, still another month”

“Lifting to bimbel aja sono, Din!” sahut. Adel smiled again.

“Where, mbak?” ask Madina. She was scared, seeing her mother angry.

“Yes, you sign up, gih, to that one!” ms. Lusi's orders.

“Bby. Registration, a million yes, ma'am. Keep, the contract, a month two million. A month counts four periods, or four weeks. Two meetings a week. So, if the ordinary school, a month there are twenty-four meetings, this bimbel only has eight meetings. That too, every meeting, just two hours doang”

“Alah. That's your wits doang” bu Lusi comments.

“That, the brochure is on the dining table” replied Adel.

Bu Lusi looked towards the dining table. And it's true, there's a brochure there. What Adel said, indeed according to what was written in the brochure. He seems worried. Even if there is writing, it is guaranteed. But he didn't just believe it.

“Sama mas Budi, free. He taught me how to. Examples of his model, also what he used to do while in Jakarta. It is much more complex than just a store app. Similar to the same application used in the factory”

“Know where?” ask mother.

“Adel was once given a look. Some even use a script editor. I can do rich tasks like kasir minimarket gitu”

“Serious, mbak?”

“Totally. But said mas Budi, it is more important for you to ensure the workings of the formulas. Editor anyway, just lately!”

“Neither! Yes, enter bimbel only!” reject mom.

“Hemm” complains Madina.

“Why, deck?” ask Adel.

“Bingung, mbak”

“Why?”

“In computer subjects, Madin separated from Princess. If a group of the same Princess is delicious. Madin doesn't understand, Princess can back up. This one, one oon group all, ngandelin Madin. Excel aja Madin not understand, use g-sheet. Where tomorrow there must be progress, again. If there is no progress at all, address in remidi again deh”

“Emang your teacher is not nerangin, what?” ask mother.

“Aduh, if he wants to nerangin until he understands anyway, Madin does not mess around, bu”

“Masa, teacher like that?”

“Well, mom said, gih! Here, Madin give me his number”

“Ih, teacher's time of protest?” push back Susi's mom while she passes.

“Lah, go instead. How to Madin?” ask Madina.

“Ya already, shoot anter to the house of Mas Budi. Grab the gear!” answer Adel.

“Really, mbak? Mom how?”

“Biarin. It's not clear this”

“Hi hi hi. Funny also sometimes” comments Madina. He walked out of the kitchen.

“Ambilin jacket equals key motor shoot, yes!” pinta Adel half yelled.

“Ya” replied Madina, half yelling too.

Adel continues his delayed drinking. Bu Lusi followed Madina's footsteps with both eyes. Madina knew, her mother glared at her. But he was indifferent, but his mother also did not provide a solution. How thought.

“Awas, if Madin could not!” reprimand Bu Lusi, when they want to say goodbye.

“Hape you, sita” mom threatened bu lusi.

“Kok, hape mbak Adel?” ask Madina.

“Biarina. Let all of you not be able to connect with the kere, Budi it” replied bu Lusi. Adel laughed at the answer.

“Kok mbak Adel even laugh?” ask Madina.

“Yes is good. Hape was confiscated, meaning that Adel did not need to work. Money mbak Adel, rationed by mother. Eat also eat. No need to buy the material. All are covered by ibu” replied Adel while walking.

Bu Lusi glared, hearing Adel's reply. Looks like he's answering. But Adel had disappeared behind the door. Madina chuckled to see her mother would scold her brother, but did not deliver.

By riding Adel's motorbike, they left for Budi's house. Upon arrival, they are greeted by the Princess. He was surprised to see his best friend come without telling him before.

Even so, the Princess looked very happy. Because in the end, the person he really hoped to be able to play to his house, had set foot in his house.

“Kok, I think there's something, mbak Adel? During these nights, play here without telling you first” asked bu Ratih when welcoming him.

“Iya, mom. Sorry, disrupt the break” replied Adel.

“Oh enggak” sahut bu Ratih.

“Madina, want to learn G-sheet, same with Budi. He's learning alone. While Adel also did not understand” continued Adel with a smile.

“Oh, computer task? Why not nanya?” ask Princess.

“Emang you can?” sahut Madina's.

“Can dong, who was it?” replied Princess.

“Halah, only a little, the style is really” comments Budi.

“Hi hi hi” Princess laughs.

“Yes, here! Bring a laptop?” ask Princess.

“Bawa” replied Madina.

Princess invites Madina to study in the family room. More, because it is wider. Budipun taught Madina to start with the basics.

Starting from punctuation that is often used in formulas, the function of each sign, and how to place it. The princess also listened, even though she could already.

Madina smiled happily, getting the lessons delivered in a different way than the teachers delivered at school. It's easier for him to understand. Even though, at first, he felt like he was considered completely unfamiliar with the world of excel.

Budi asked him to pour back, what he had said through a note. No matter right or wrong, what is important, Madina poured first what she understood.

Some things that are wrong, which then tells Budi, even Princess, about what Madina does not understand. And that's what's repeated.

Up to the next level, is the introduction of the formula. With the help of Princess's small whiteboard, Budi made a simple comparison.

Comparison between g-sheet formula, with verbal speech, used daily caution. Such a simple operation, add, less, times, divide, using mathematical symbols. Use on the table. And another way of calculation, if it can not use the symbol add, less, times, and divide, in a formula or formula.

Madina chuckled while shaking her head. This time he admitted that he really just found out, if this simple operation, has another form, which he does not know.

As before, Madina repeated what Budi said. Budi and Putri cheered and applauded, giving appreciation to Madina, because she managed to explain back what Budi had said.

Because their voices sounded excited, Adel and Ratih ma'am to look up to the middle room. The three laughed as Ratih asked what was going on.

Yes, while the three were teaching, Adel took the initiative to help train ma'am cook in the kitchen. Mrs Ratih was concocting seasonings for fried fish, when Adel and Madina came. Bu ratih had only cooked for himself, because since the afternoon, there were several people waiting in line for fish to buy fried fish. And just past Maghrib, finished. Maghribpun prayer, too late.

“Your relationship, how, mbak Adel?” ask Ratih ma'am. Adel stared briefly at the face of Ratih's mother.

“If from the two of us, yes thank God ma'am, adem-ayem, semeram” replied Adel.

“If from you? Means there are from others, dong?” ask Ratih ma'am.

“Yes. Adel's parents, still can't accept, ma'am. All they have in mind are treasures, treasures, treasures, treasures, and treasures again” replied Adel.

For a while, Mrs Ratih has not commented. He looked at Adel's face with a half-empty look. He seemed to be thinking about what Adel said.

“But mbak Adel must remember, yes! Ridhonya Gusti Alloh, hanging with the ridhonya of parents. However the character, he both, remain parents mbak Adel” advises bu Ratih.

“Iya, mom. Sometimes Adel is confused. On the one hand, Adel has no doubt, the same affection and love they are the same Adel. But on the other hand, the character of the same father Adel's mother, too hard” replied Adel.

“After all, parents should be held in high esteem yes, mbak. In this world, nothing is impossible. Ma'am Adel pray every prayer! insyaAlloh, the good and sincere prayer of a child, must be in ijabah by Gusti Alloh”

“Amin” reply Adel. Both smiling.

“Try aja, mother Adel as good as mother. How happy Adel, bu” continued Adel.

“Mbak Adel do not know yet, fierce mother” replied bu Ratih while chuckling. Adelpun laughs.

Finished frying the fish, Mrs Ratih invites everyone to eat. At first Adel refused subtly, out of reticence. He should have brought the hand, for the host. Instead, he was offered to eat the same meal as the host. But Mrs Ratih insisted, the bet is blessing.

Hearing the word blessing called, Adel no longer dared to refuse. He just nodded in agreement. The princess laughed, seeing Adel afraid of not getting the blessing of her mother, if she refused to eat. And the others laughed, hearing the Princess' joke.