The Perfect Story of Airin

CHAPTER 1

I did not expect that when I was 25 years old, which has been categorized as a mature age for marriage, I was decided by my boyfriend. Shit*n.. Where people are busy preparing for their wedding with their beloved lover, here I just sit nelangsa on my bed crying over why this could happen to my 8-year relationship with that man.

I don't understand what's on his mind, is it that easy he forgets all the bitter sweetness of the journey we've been through all this time, what made him so quickly leave me?

Question after question every day flashed through my pretty brain, she was the only person I trusted, the only person I loved and the only person who made me want to lose.

I don't know what the reason is, I think he's the most evil person I've ever met. But even so, sometimes there is a little bit of longing that I feel for her.

If you ask me if I still want to or not meet him, the answer is NO. Even though just eyes meet eyes without a single word coming out of each of our mouths.

There are many reasons why I don't want to see it for a second, not because I'm vengeful, not because I hate it, not because I'm hurt.

There are some things that until this moment I cannot accept, about the hand that I have been holding but have now grasped another hand, about the sturdy shoulder I was leaning on now he put my head away for the sake of leaning the head of others, about the attention I always got but now it has been given to others.

Now it's not all mine.

Then, on what basis can I stand on the same feeling but your body is not mine?

Huft. I really did not expect, we who were once as close as the Maghreb to Isha, now we are as far as Isha to the Maghreb.

Ohh Hi everyone, I'm sorry I seem to have written the opening words too long. My name is Airin Rahayu Sudirja, a 25-year-old girl, who is the only child in my family.

My life can be said to be smooth as a newly built highway, unimpeded and without crying. But, for some reason lately my life has become a bit of drama, where I am always in the midst of sadness, the first problem is the problem of my breakup with him, and the next problem came to decorate my bleak days.

But take it easy, this story isn't about him and me anymore, it's not about how he decided on me. It's about me and my new life.

This morning I woke up very excited, because today is the day I was invited to a job interview at one of the big companies in the Capital. The company that I have been dreaming of, not just anyone can enter there, must pass strict selection if you want to be part of the company.

I polish a little dye on my tiny lips, and I rub a piece of powder on my face so it doesn't get too thick.

“Completed, duh very nervous this I” said as I held my chest that was pounded from the inside by the beat of my heart. Because I was so nervous to face today, it was a day I had been waiting for a long time so I couldn't make the slightest mistake.

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“Tiiiiinnnnn... Tiinnnn.n...Tiiiiinnnn” is valid for the sake of the authorization of the vehicle on the highway is very deafening, it has been counted 30 minutes since I left home to my job interview place, it has been, the road this morning is very crowded in a crowd of vehicles who want to go to their respective places.

“Buset dah, if gini how can be late I” said riled, I was upset,

“Bang overtake dikit kek to sono, I am afraid of this late” said to my ojek online brother.

“Yelah mbak, if you want to sneak yes run do not ride ojek” reply brother ojek it ketus.

I was upset to hear that answer, because I was almost late.

20 Minutes passed now I was standing in front of a towering building that read “PRANATA’S COMPANY”.

I immediately darted towards the lobby door and asked the receptionist standing guard in front.

“Mbak, sorry I want to ask, new employee interview room where ya?” I asked as I held onto my chest that was pounding fast as it was tired of running around in the mix nervously.

“Eh. d-on the 15th floor mba” said the receptionist while pointing at the elevator in the corner of the room.

“Makasih ya mba” said and immediately ran towards the elevator door that will soon be closed.

“But... mba.. mba wait” shouted the receptionist to me, I don't know why he yelled at me, the most important thing now I have to get to the 15th floor immediately.

Ting…..

The elevator door opened, I immediately ran towards the room that was meant by the receptionist.

I paced back and forth in front of a big door in front of me, “this is not the case, did I just go in? But kok here sepas” I ask myself while pacing mandir is not because.

Bughhh….

“Auuuhh, duh mas kalo-liat dong, Pain ni foot I” I grumbled annoyed because it had just been hit by two people who knew who.

I stared at the person fiercely, “if you want to find a public vehicle, outside not here!” Sergey was one of those whose face was the flatest between the two men.

“What do you mean? I want an interview not want to find an ojek, anyways what the hell is so pretentious so my guy” oceh on that guy because I don't understand what he said.

“You...” show the man furious, then his words were immediately cut by the man beside him.

“Mba his helmet was removed first time, why interview wear helmet. He wants to interview the same heavy equipment hahaha” said the other person.

As soon as I hold my head, GOSH Airin! Why so careless anyway, it's just appropriate that the receptionist was yelling at me, it looks like he wants to tell me about this damn helmet.

“Gosh Dragon... sorry mas earlier I was in a hurry so forgot to take off his helmet muehehe” said I cry.

“Eh mbakk, I'm tired of going up here where you are at the give tips again” said brother ojek who just arrived in front of me with the receptionist who earlier.

“Hehehe sorry bang, I was in a hurry so forget to take off his helmet, sorry ya bang. Later his tips I love through the application” said I apologize to brother ojek while thrusting a helmet to him.

“Bener ya mbak, I wait loh” he said

“Iyaaa, eahh bawel really ni abang-abang” said I was upset.

“So I want to ingetin mba if the helmet is still stuck in the head, but mba ngacir first to lift” said mba receptionist earlier.

“Iya mba thanks ya” my word to him.

The two people who bumped into me just kept quiet looking at our interaction and then walked away with a flat look.

“Dih really pretentious his face” said I was annoyed to see the experesi of one of them.

Then I switched to staring at the receptionist was “ohiya mba, whose interview room is ya?” my many.

“That's mba, in the corner to the left” point to the receptionist.

I-oh ria hear her “trus if the door is as big as the gate of this school what room?” ask me while persuading the room with a large door like a palace door that has made me curious since.

“That's our CEO's room mba, don't try to get close to there, later the length of the business” said the receptionist somewhat whispered.

“Although why?” Askaqua.

“Em.. nantilah mba sure know yourself if already so employees here” he said.

I just nodded naggingly at his words and then immediately realized my purpose in coming to this place. “Astyamaaa. mba I want an interview, ouhhh dead me, I excuse you first ya mba” said me as she bolted towards the door that was pointed at the receptionist before.

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