Trying To Be Faithful

Interviews

"Well, said Dewa Aunty Hasna did not say anything when God said papa nyariin," said Akhtia at breakfast. Start the day with a disappointment for Raden.

"It's okay. Maybe papa's previous mistake disappointed him. As long as he's okay, that's enough."

"Continue trying to break Aunt Hasna's contract with God if it will finally be kayak gini. Ck!"

Achtia took the egg-filled bread, then rushed off to school.

Raden took his cell phone and contacted someone. He made an appointment to meet at lunchtime at Raden's restaurant.

After his work in the hospital was completed, Raden went to the place where they met. Raden got off the car, he saw the man was waiting.

"Hello, Om."

"Wait long?"

"Not really, anyway. Here, I'm accompanied by tempe mendoan the same ginger tea made by the chef here, very tasty ya."

"Oh, please if you fit in. Come on, please sit." Raden asked the Gods to sit back, after which he stood up to welcome his arrival.

"The satisfaction is good, Om. Adem aja. Make this at home."

"You just got here?"

Raden's question made the Gods feel bad. He smiled thinly.

"So, how? What would you like to talk to me about? Is this about my marriage to Achtia, or ...."

"Hasna's. How are he and his kids?"

"Emmm, Mba Hasna is good, Nay and Shaki are good too."

"They're transferring schools?"

"Do you know, Om?"

"I was looking for them, but that time he said on leave. After coming back they moved. Why?"

"We know for ourselves the situation of Mba Hasna. Maybe the school there costs a lot, so they moved on."

"Ke?"

"I don't know, Om. Even Mba Hasna's moved in again, and I don't know where to go. We only communicate by cell phone, that's rare."

"What exactly is the same as Hasan? Why did he do all this. You know, why did Akhtia come to your house?"

Gods nodded.

"Then did he not think the sacrifice of Achtia would be in vain."

"I've been clear before with Mba Hasna, but it looks like she's nosediving Om. The reason is because he does not want to continue to depend on us. Maybe he won't take any more help from us."

"At least he accepted my proposal, what a hard thing. I know, he has the same feeling."

"That was before that time, Om. Mba Hasna even looks very sad when Om is angry and misunderstood the time at the hotel. I know, Mba Hasna has the same feeling Om. But, Om. Mba hasna's heart has one wound so big and deep, if hurt again then I don't know what his heart looks like."

"Yes, this is all because of my stupidity."

"But won't the woman come back to believe if we show unanimous determination? Yaaa Om should put more effort into showing seriousness, Om."

"Maybe for young people. But for us adults, if I insist too much then Hasna will feel uncomfortable. He will feel very disturbed because his decision is not appreciated."

The god nodded his head.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Yes, Wati. What's up?" asked Raden as one of his employees approached.

"Last interview for a new employee in a moment. They're waiting in the meeting room."

"Ah, yes. I almost forgot."

"Why, Om?"

"There's an interview for a new employee. You want to help?"

"Yes, you just ask the reason he wants to work, you also value their personality. This restaurant prioritizes attitude over other skills."

"Oh, so. Okay, I can try."

"Dead, give me the list later I will call one-on-one here. Interview here just let's not be too tense."

"Good, sir."

Not long ago Wati came back with the files and CVs of the new employees who wanted to be interviewed.

There are ten people who have made it through all the stages, and only four people will be accepted. The gods have five files, even with the Gods.

"You, Iwan?"

"Yes, Sir. I'm." I'm."

"Where do you have experience working?"

"At home, sir."

"Home?" ask Raden wonder.

"Yes, Sir. Work at home but his boss's his own wife. I work deft sir, because if I catapult I can be thumped using the handle of a broom Pak same wife. So that experience I can apply here without getting dusted I can already work fast Sir, guaranteed!"

Raden he gaping to hear the explanation of his prospective employee named Iwan. he scratched his forehead that is not itchy.

"Iwan if you work here who will be subordinate to your wife who will? Darling dong is the handle of the horny broom." Raden.

"His broomstick I've broken, sir. he said that if I can't work, I will be beaten with a yoke, sir."

The god who was interviewing the other employees laughed out loud at Iwan's explanation.

While Raden was just silent while shaking his head.

"Oke Iwan, I'll tell you again. For now you just pray that the thread never lands on your body, huh."

"Aamiin, Sir. Then excuse me first."

"Wear the helmet when you get home, yeah." The god gave a warning to Iwan.

"There-there-is, Om. Yesterday the wife really mukulin her husband using the handle of a broom. Uh, Om. Akhtia is not? I'll be bullied with him."

"Originally you are not weird," replied Raden while looking back at the next CV.

The god covered his face when he saw the participants who had come. He tells Raden to go to the restroom still with his face covered.

"Why are you, anyway?"

The god shook his head, then he immediately left.

"Where the hell? Asked for an interview to run away."

"Excuse me, sir."

Raden immediately turned his head when he heard the voice of someone who had just come.

"Hasna?"

"Mass?"

It was fitting that the boy left, it turned out that Hasna had come.

"Why is it here?"

"Yes, what are you doing yourself?"

"I'm interviewing."

"I own here."

"Yes?"

Hasna and Raden were both astonished.