The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 38: Interview

Saras almost clucked irritably, before entering earlier his heart was pounding incoherently. Again it was not out of fascination to see the good looks of the man who was now sitting before him, let alone falling in love, no! amit-amit.

He thought this interview question would be as difficult as the angel questions Munkar and Nakir in the grave later. Although he also does not know later can be smoothly answered or not when questioned. I hope it can. Amens.

At least an interviewer for the accounting department should at least ask questions that are academic, such as focusing on accounting, work experience in accounting, or career-oriented questions.

But the man who Saras knew was named Jamalga did not discuss the three things above. After being asked to introduce himself at a glance, Jamalga did not blink to look at Saras. I swear, his face is rancid make Saras want to look at his head.

Jamalga's eyes looked as if he was stripping Saras. Fortunately Saras was wearing a polite suit. Black cloth trousers with a long sleeve blouse patterned in pink polka-dot, which he tucked slightly to the waist.

"What is your favorite food?" Saras was fed up, if only he did not need a job immediately, maybe he chose to quickly get out of the room. Not professional at all. From that in question only about hobbies, favorite colors, places you want to visit while on vacation. Do you like swimming or mountain climbing? Not connecting at all.

Although he was careless, Saras still tried to answer politely and straightforwardly. "Bakso, I love meatballs" he replied simply. Though he is a lover of all food, halal origin.

Jamalga reviews the smile. "What do you like about eggs too?"

Saras thought dirty, what does that mean?Saras so remember the song 'I like penthol sing ono endhoke' but then he rejected the dirty thoughts earlier quickly. Goddamnit!

"No, I'd rather have the tripe?" logically too.

Just be careful if the next question, already have a boyfriend or not? I don't hesitate to answer already.

"Hehe. I like it too. I promise you sometime you eat tripe meatballs."

Saras gawked, so confident is this guy. Who else would eat him. Know no, will meet again or not only no one knows. I know you are pretty close. What does it mean,

"What does that mean?" Saras needs an explanation.

Jamalga smiled dazzlingly, from earlier he was indeed spreading charm. "Yes, congratulations on working here!"

Raut exasperated Saras who had been in the crown sagged to a hanky. His legs were limp, surprised, delighted, the rest were in disbelief. The question from earlier had a sweet fruit. He was accepted to work.

"really? Thank you, sir.."

"Ahh.. I'm so happy!" Saras eyes sparkle, happy not to play. The words he had thrown in his heart earlier, he pulled back. Maybe this is how the father recruited employees, or his knowledge was high, so there is no need to ask official things in general.

"You can meet Santi in the HRD section. Start working hard tomorrow."

"Just for information, the boss here is very fierce and perfectionist, do not make mistakes, no matter how small it is!" Again Saras caught if Jamalga squinted his eyes. He immediately realized from the happiness that had enveloped him. Saras hurriedly came out of the room before he vomited on the spot in disgust.

Flashback a few minutes ago...

Gusti Agung Prasetyo walked hand in hand with his trusted assistant, Jamalga. While in the lobby he had seen a girl who was appointed receptionist as a prospective accounting staff. Actually, the matter of hiring employees can be in the HRD handle. But this time Gusti himself ordered Jamalga to intervene, for some reason behind it.

"Why is there only one candidate?"

"Ehem!" Jamalga cleared his throat before answering the questions of his boss and best friend. "The boss said yesterday, believe in my choice. I've chosen him, so there's no need for another candidate. More effective and efficient."

"Fresh graduate, smart, single, and beautiful girl, hehe..."

"Still very young, hopefully easy to build!"

Gusti didn't take the dizzy, he just clucked in a slightly threatening tone. "Basic! be careful not to mess with fire. Remember age, don't let people call you a pedophile because you like minors!"

Jamalga swore in his heart. Basic do not know himself, he is also a pedophile dong, not aware his wife is also still young.

Well he's the boss he won a lot, "Well boss, I'm still learning to be a good guy. So I'm looking for a good girl to guide me on the right path."

Gusti stopped his steps abruptly, then turned around. Jamal was a little surprised and stopped. "You can dive while drinking gasoline please, but remember, pro-fe-sio-nal!"

"Any 86 bosses!"

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Out of the HRD room, Saras was relieved. From tomorrow morning he can work. Because he is still a new employee, starting tomorrow for the next month his status is still on the job training. No problem, it's really good. He also needs to adapt. Although Saras was disturbed by the man named Jamalga.

A paijo? Saras again flowered to remember his lover. Soon he called Paijo Paijan. Connected.

"Hey, guess what I got?"

"Are you accepted to work?"

"Yups, you're right Mr. Jo." Saras sometimes is not sane, different mood he is free to call his girlfriend anything. With a beaming face he walked over on the phone.

"I was immediately accepted at the largest garment company in Semarang. Great right?"

Shut up a few seconds, "Hmm. Great! Congratulations, you are great!" answer Paijo flat. I don't know why Paijo is getting anxious. Plunge in the field of work. Meet a lot of people. Saras the beautiful girl, definitely not the least of which glanced.

"Eh, why is your tone so huh?"

"Don't like me working?"

Paijo doesn't want to be selfish, it's Saras' life and his choices. He should support and throw away such thoughts. Quickly he spoke appropriately. "Huh, why? I'm kog's scorn!"

"Seriously?!"

"Yes, Darius Saraswati!" canda Paijou.

"Hahaha.gaje, Darius Sinathrya is right! Want to get angry with Dona Agnesia? they are on holiday to Bali. Don't mention it, pity it, ntar to cakot-cakot. Hehe..." Saras chuckled to himself.

"Okay, I close first. Arrive at the parking lot. I'll go home first. Bye, Seyeng Paijo..."

"Be careful, don't speed! Miss you..."

"Miss you too" Saras turned off the phone and put it in his bag. Saras commented a smile before turning on the motor. He was really happy to be accepted to work. In addition to having a new reason to be made a weapon if later Haji Bagong asked him to get married immediately. Saras also feels there is pride in himself, graduating and working. Everyone must want it. It's natural that he's happy not to play.

To celebrate his success today, before returning home later Saras wants to stop by to buy a special scruffy chicken shop style Mazphuag is famous for its spicy poison. Buy young coconut ice as well, use sugar in addition to white milk. Wow, sure. Let's go, I'm coming chicken geprek!

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