We Finally Married!

Bank Az

"Well, don't be so dong. Namira was just getting used to her duties and she was helping us a lot." Pratama Sela.

"You guys just look for a new admin and educate like him." Answer Arnav.

Namira ketar. On the one hand he is comfortable, but on the other he thinks it is great to work at the centre.

"Namira, you want to?" ask Pratama.

"He must want to. There was no choice, so why ask her." Sela Arnav's. The man also resigned himself.

"Anyway!" Adrian upset.

"It seems he doesn't like it if the subsidiary is superior to the center." grumbled Tristan.

"No. At the center of the job must be more than here. Maybe Namira will be of great help there. Pity it too if the center performance is bad." Pratama Light that tries to melt the atmosphere.

"He should have quickly found a wife so as not to be too rigid in life." Adrian is still grumbling.

"What relation? Arnav also wants to save his team." Pratama Bela.

"What age is he?" Tristan looked curious.

"30 years. We're the same age." Answer Pratama.

Namira just kept quiet.

"You want to be seconded there? It's only temporary." Pratama Clear.

Namira did not comment.

"That's closer than your house. Surely your fuel costs will be reduced." Evidently.

"But there you have to be careful! Uniforms, shoes, until everything will be noticed in detail. The manager is also the one you have to watch out for." Adrian added.

Seeing that Namira was silent, the two of them ended their version of the comments.

"That'sit. It's not necessarily so anyway." Lerai Tristan's.

***

Morning with the shahd. Namira left while carrying his provisions. Arriving at the office, Pratama immediately invited Namira to sit on the guest sofa.

"You can come home early today to prepare for your day tomorrow at the main office." Pratama Clear. The girl was surprised.

"Your gaze will rise while there. Your relationship will be wider and will get more information. Whenever you feel uncomfortable, tell me. I'll pull you back here." Pratama. Namira just looked down. After lunch, he bailed to a shirt shop. He is looking for some dark colors to fit combined with any color. Unfortunately, when it was almost afternoon, he still did not get 5 cm heels. As the sky grew darker, he decided to go home and borrow Ria's shoes.

"Well, tomorrow to the head office? It's luck! It had only been a few weeks and had moved up the ranks!" Mama Namira said proudly.

"Yes. But my job is more because it has to be the central admin of the various Az branches." The reply.

But her mother didn't care much.

***

"Good morning!" Sapa Namira is nervous to the security guard. The father just nodded. When he entered the first floor room, he heard so many conversations that he did not understand. Then he headed towards the second floor, some looking towards him. Probably because of his appearance. He did not get a uniform like the others who were there. Then he went to the third floor. This is where it will work. The room was huge with a variety of activities. Photocopiers line so much. All tables contain computers. He was only stunned because there was not a single person he knew.

"Hey. You can sit at the table next to me. That's Dira's table. Later if he comes in, he'll explain a lot to you. Hope you learn quickly." Sapa Arnav's. The tall man then put his bag on the table and turned on his computer.

"Beb, what are you going to eat? I'm bringing mixed rice today." Asked a spoiled girl with a shorter body and white skin. Not to forget it is equipped with minimalist make up. Prita's name was on the uniform she was wearing.

"OKAY. The spirit is bebep." Said the girl while glancing at the cynical Namira.

"What is Prita less than Arnav? Just marry me." One of the men from the three men who had just come to tease Arnav. The man's name is Tama.

Arnav just laughed at Tama's joke.

"Friends, this is our admin who might replace Dira. Although I really hope Dira is irreplaceable. Her name is Namira." Arnav. The three of them just nodded their heads. Namira felt uncomfortable for not being welcomed.

"I'll save your phone number and put you in Messenger group." Arnav Light. He then entered Namira's number. The girl doesn't care. He was confused as to what he should do now. A motherly woman approached him.

"Ah, finally my savior is coming!" Say it to Namira.

"I'm Dira. It's so good to see you here. What's yourname?" tanyanya warm.

"Mirror." Namira smiled.

"In the meantime, briefing, let's go to the 1st floor." Bring Dira. Using high heels and going down three floors is not an easy matter. Namira is not used to it.

After the briefing, Namira was asked to introduce herself. All hunch. No one cared or asked about his introduction.

Dira invited him to stay on the first floor. They will study the system and input data in a special room. There consists of managers and assistant managers who will approve all steps to disburse customer money. If they disagree, then there is no melting.

Namira took note step by step until a woman wearing glasses appeared. He is a special teller of priority.

"Ah, something's making me sick to my eyes." His word.

"Dira! Your dress is too minimalist. And who is this next to you? Do you want to work in a bank or take care of a toilet? can't buy powder? Oops, I forgot because your salary here is no bigger than Cleaning service." Sneaky.

"Leave it. He's Fani. He will always criticize people like us. I bought my own uniform. Do I have to spend my salary on make up too? Those of us who work behind the scenes don't get make-up benefits like them." Terang Dira's. Namira just listened.

Their work was not finished yet when the clock came home. Namira really wants to go home and teach. He was moving to go home. Of course in the hope that Dira can be relied upon.

***

This morning he left early. When he opened the first floor door, a man asked him to speak.

"Namira alumni of SD Growing?" Ask.

Namira just nodded.

"I'm Riyan. Your upperclassman. I'm a friend of Ria's. Knew right?" the man tried to convince Namira.

"Yes, Ria's my friend. Hello to you, brother." Sapa Namira's.

The man just smiled. The girl headed for the third floor. Arnav appears to have arrived first and is tweaking the data on his computer.

"Was it true last night you came home?" asked Arnav without looking at Namira.

"Yes, um." The answer is a little scared.

"Who's gonna let you go home?" He asked with a look at the computer.

"There's no mas." Answer's raspy.

"I get to know how beautiful a branch office is." Say it while moving the mouse.

Namira sat in his place. Unfortunately, Dira did not show up.