The Long Way to Be a CEO

Work From Home

Because of some common considerations, Stefan and I agreed to WFH (work from home). we are all tired in these last weeks of preparation and all sorts of work for the inauguration and *launching * Project Oxygen. Although everyone does not declare tired or so, but there is no harm in also making a work pattern that does not have to be monotonous to always come to the office.

"Monday, we're testing work from home, so temporarily no need to go to the office".

"Later if there are other things, communication in virtual space". Stefan gave the announcement directly to the others and was welcomed by everyone.

Xian and I made the party room closed, . We create a simple headquarters in the project oxygen application that not just anyone can enter, because the room requires a password to open the authority of the room. We deliberately made it so that we could interact at any time or conduct a meeting together, because in it there is already a voice & video feature, so it is not just looking at the characters of the line, just, but you can also do video conferencing.

"Everything is done, only later do I spread the invitation code to another" my mind.

Xian still gives the final touches in the room in the PO application to look cool and fashionable, he is indeed quite reliable in matters related to games or such.

"Here, enough Sha?" he asked me who was enjoying a cup of coffee.

"Sip. really cool bro!" .

We continue to talk about this WFH model, because this is the first time we do, maybe in other companies have done a lot of 'work from home', ' he said', and as far as I'm concerned, if Xian used to work in the programing department that doesn't need to be in the office. From his experience, maybe he can give a lot of advice so that we can do this method of work properly.

As far as I hear from him, that work sometimes burdens us all want wherever the work is done. There are advantages and disadvantages of its own.sometimes, people are even too relaxed to forget there is a deadline, there is a deadline, or also because it is not in the same room and the same place, there are many misunderstandings. This is very dangerous, for the company because there will be many wrong perceptions among employees.

"As long as we're still just this way, I don't think it's a problem. unless later there are many employees, well, then we think again". It basically explains the possibilities that will occur during WFH.

"But I have one suggestion that we are WFH".he said to make me curious, because he did not discuss the continuation.

"Try.." I asked her to give her advice.

“Finely, WFH is done in turns, and there is always a head officer or team leader in each division to control each progress of the tasks that must be done”. The idea, even though it's a common one. However, I was reminded again to be faster to find other employees to help the development of the business unit rate in the company.

It's good I'll try to talk to Rania and Stefan. Maybe I should consult with Finna, because at the management of the company, Finna better understand the intricacies thoroughly. I realized very well, my current situation is indeed very new and not much experience in building a business.

“Thanks.. I will follow up on your proposal” I am very open to proposals or complaints from the current team, Xian is one of the few people I trust, and it's not wrong to bring him into the first team in the company, I became helped a lot with programming skills and also his thinking.

The vast sky stretched out in my view from behind the office window, a bright blue with white clouds hanging there carrying my mind soaring through the high-level delusion of trying to fumble the future from me, and the company I run.

“Have everyone ever gone through a time like this?, every second that is missed, leaving a lot of burden that is getting bigger and burdening themselves. It would be nice if, everything could go smoothly without a hitch.” my inner monologue in the afternoon towards this afternoon.

“Sha.. Tomorrow don't forget at 9 am we have a meeting with Mr. Edward at the Mercury” Hotel Stefan's voice which he now stands before me.

“Ok, tomorrow I come early”. My answer.

“Sip!”.

“I went home first” he continued, he was about to go home, because Medina's health his wife still had to be monitored by him often. Now they both have a private house that is far from Stefan's parents. There was no one in their house, only the two of them were there, and every day Stefan had to go to the office and leave his wife who was still recovering from illness a few days ago.

“Greet to your wife bro.. May I recover”

“Ok, thank you.. I go home now” said stefan and passed to the parking lot.

Quite daydreaming, I continued to focus on the monitor screen in front of me, immersing myself in lines of code. Each line of words I write in a programming language is very important to the continuity of some applications that have been accessed by many people.

Must be careful in entering the command lines of the programming language, especially in the python language (not the name of the snake type). This time I prepared some patches for the monthly update of the oxygen project, to present the year-end event on Christmas and new year celebrations.

Right now that is focusing on the new programming me and Xian, the, it seems like I have to add some personnel to this section and I am reminded of the debugger team I hired two months ago to improve performance by looking for system and other damage gaps. They are very agile and also reliable, just that lack of experience is a limitation that needs to be accompanied by an experienced mentor.

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Indira is tidying up her office desk, and preparing to go home because today there is not much work pending. Occasionally go home on time at 17:00 WIB. He rushed to the basement parking lot where he parked the car in a special place the officials used to park his car different from other areas provided for the staff.

“Hey Dira.”

“Indira..” shouted someone from the office exit, but Indira did not budge because she was listening to music from the bluetooth earphones she was wearing.

The man approached Indira when he was about to enter the car, his hands were dexterous to quickly hold the car door handle so as not to close.

“Andre!. What are you doing here?”. Indira snapped, shocked because suddenly the man who was none other than her ex-boyfriend who could show himself to be able to connect with his good friend, Finna.

“Wait a minute” Pintanya, begging that he would listen to his words.

“I don't have time to serve a jerk like you!”

“Go! Or I'll call a security guard to kick you out?” Indira threatened, her face reddened with endless anger, perhaps resentment for her treatment during the relationship, Andre was so selfish and Indria's patience had reached the limit that she could no longer forgive him.

"I beg Dira, listen first"

"Please help me.. I don't know who else to ask for help.."

"Please.. Thira.." Andre tried to clutch Indira's wrist, but he quickly patted and slapped a hard slap into Andre's cheek.

Indira is no longer the same weak woman figure as the day before, a whiny and fragile attitude no longer exists in him, thanks to the silliness of having to maintain the toxic relationship that he got from andre, he said, he learned to change himself to be more independent and strong. And again now she has been carried as the wife of a man whom she loved more than anyone.

"Female basis ******!" Andre grabbed Indira's hair trying to force her to drag her out of the car and make her scream in pain.

Inwardly, he wished that someone would save him from this situation. Luckily there was a security guard who heard a commotion. Mr. Hamdan, who was a security officer in the office, thoughtlessly ran to the source of the voice and there he witnessed a man who was grabbing Indira.

'Stop!"

"Take off!.." A precise loud punch lodged on the cheek splashed fresh blood from his mouth.

Andre staggered, dizzy and the pain he felt simultaneously, his body floundering fell helplessly. Not enough to get there, Mr. Hamdan kicked Andre's waist and increasingly made andre powerless to rise.

"Mother Indira, is it okay?" Ask the security guard to make sure Indira is not hurt.

"Thank you sir, I'm fine". The answer.

"Well, you better get home, let me take care of this guy".

Indira closed the car door and was silent for a while, shocked by the incident. He saw Mr. Hamdan dragged forcibly Andre's body towards the security guard post, almost unable to believe why Andre was so desperate to meet him and ask for help. If it happened in the past, maybe he immediately collapsed and would help him with pleasure.

Different now, as much as possible he does not want any more business with Andre, even feel disgusted if you have to meet the figure of a man who has hurt and treated Indira like a tool that if it is not needed it will be thrown away.

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