When Love Teases

36. Who is Kangen Me?!

Ciamorous

Puput was in the room of Mr. Hendra. Talk four points about the graph of the development of the Ciamis branch of RPA which last month its turnover rose 4%. Less than expected. And the current month that coincides with the month of Ramadan is targeted to increase turnover to 20%. Each branch manager must race to reach the target. And the head office has prepared rewards for branches that succeed in being on the limit let alone beyond the target.

"Put, we're not going to be happy, are we?!" Mr. Hendra is comfortable making Puput a sharing friend. The burden of responsibility as a manager is heavy but also a challenge.

"Optimis, Sir. Fasting only runs a week. The need for consumers to build a house or renovate or paint in the fasting month is increasing. From this week alone it has been seen consumer visits increasingly rame and turnover increases." Puput again showed the temporary report files of three cashiers during the week.

"We have advantages in service compared to other building stores. Spacious store supermarket grade, clean as well as stock kumplit. The price is also competitive. Sure, more and more consumers are interested in shopping here." Puput continued injecting the spirit of the manager.

Mr. Hendra mangosteen. "You're right, Put. Sometimes the pessimist is there if you see the rivalry is also the target to be achieved. Sometimes it causes stress too." he said while chuckling.

"It's natural, if I think. Especially if you are a manager. Just don't let go of it, have to raise up the optimism again."

"We have to go down often, sir. Greet directly and help consumers choose ingredients. That would be our plus point shop. Consumers will come back as customers and the list will grow." added Puput with an optimistic face.

"Good idea, Put." Mr. Hendra gave a thumbs up. Agree with advice.

"Hape you're on, Put!" Mr. Hendra pointed with his chin towards the phone lying on the table, near the right elbow of his staff.

Puput. "Oh, Mr. Rama called. Just a minute, sir." As usual, his phone's working hours are in silent mode setting. He asked permission to answer the incoming call from the RPA owner.

"Aasalamu'alaikum, Mr. Rama." Puput greeted politely and a friendly smile.

"What's up, Puput?!" From there, Rama then followed with a question of news after answering greetings.

"Thank God be good, sir. How is Mr Rama himself?! Must be in the center super busy huh." Her little puffed without getting out of her seat. Unbeknownst to him if Mr. Hendra smiled mesem although his eyes were focused on the laptop screen.

"Yes. It's very busy here. How is RPA Ciamis? More rame visitors not?" Rama actually did not need to ask that to Puput because he already knew from the periodic report of Mr. Hendra. Because there is no topic of conversation prepared to make small talk. The important thing is to hear the voice of the girl.

"Alhamdulillah there has been a slight increase. I'm optimistic next week it's getting rame, sir." The focus of Puput was slightly diverted when Mr. Hendra pushed a piece of paper in front of him. It turns out that there are three lines of sentences that make Puput frown. He read the lips of the manager who told him to say the sentence in the paper.

"Hmm, Mr. Rama. Do not forget to take care of your health. Branch Ciamis was very expecting another father visit-" For one more sentence, Puput hung a speech while shaking his head looking at Mr. Hendra. But the emphatic highlight of his manager was hinting that it could not be denied.

"Soalya.ada the miss." Puput completed the written order of Mr. Hendra with the impact of unreasonable feelings. Both of his cheeks were heated up in embarrassment. Of course rose a pink hue. Unlike the manager who smiles while giving a thumbs up.

Nun is far away. A hundred kilometers away. The happy expression of a Rama cannot be described with words. Smiling without anyone seeing it. Feeling his approach to Puput is getting a positive signal.

"Who misses me?!"

Gaining such feedback, Puput stared with a look of protest against Mr. Hendra. Ask for responsibility for feeling stuck with the sentence. Hendra seemed to be able to guess Rama's words. Choose to respond by shrugging your shoulders.

"All, Sir. All the same miss Mr. Rama, especially staff and female employees. They are affected because the boss's father is humble and of course handsome." The pupa is trapped. But what he said was not a joke. He heard for himself the murmurs of the air at rest.

"Wow.so flattered." Rama's tone sounded carefree. "Put, I went back home so H-3 along with the vacation office together. So just until Ciamis, tomorrow the branch must have been off. Later we will not be halal bi halal when entering work again."

The chat still continues with Puput's proposal that suggests going home using a plane to Jakarta - Tasik. That will be considered by Rama.

Puput kept his phone back on the table after the long-distance conversation with the RPA owner ended. Instead of staring at the manager whose finger was agile typing words on the keyboard.

"Sir, what did that mean?! I am ashamed of Mr. Rama. There is a father mah. " Face of the Flesh. The relationship that is well established with Mr. Hendra's family inside and outside the office, making Puput not hesitate to protest.

Mr. Hendra chuckled and kept a calm face while continuing to type.

"Put, you will learn to be secretary to Mr. Rama. Must get used to attention. Like asking for news, giving encouragement, asking what you want. If the usual days fit here, ask also want lunch what menu or where to eat. That's part of the secretary's job, too. Not just helping with work" he said at length explaining.

"Ooh..that's it?!" The puput nodded in understanding. Just believe in the words of Mr. Hendra.

Mr. Rama...You need patience and extra fighting to get Puput. He's too innocent to understand code.

Mr. Hendra stared at the accounting staff until it was lost behind the door. As an experienced man, he can already guess the gesture that is caught by the naked eye. If the boss really likes Puput.

...***...

Week pass.

Returning home thirty minutes before the adzan magrib. Puput put the motor into the garage through a motorcycle parked in the yard. The main door is wide open. The possibility of a motorbike that is one brand with its own is owned by people who are visiting.

Puput chose to enter through the front door, not through the garage door that penetrated into the middle of the house. Curious to see who the man was visiting.

"Aul, where are you going?!" Puput passed his sister on the porch. Who came out of the house with a man. Estimated Puput his age is the same as his sister.

"You're with your college friend, Teh. 10. Same with my mommy." Aul also mentioned the name of a restaurant located in the downtown area of Lake.

"Not Taraweh?!" Puput asked at once indirectly reminding not to be left behind.

"Yes, Tea. Taraweh in the Great Mosque."

Puput turns to pay attention to Aul's male friend. "What are you called?!" be friendly but there is an aura of dignity.

"I'm Billy, Tea. Aul's college friend."

"Where is the ID?!" The puput opens the palm.

Making the young man look in wonder at Aul. What Aul answered with a nod to comply with his brother's request. He was accustomed and understood by his brother's protective treatment.

Puput read the name and address listed on the KTP. Then take a photo with his cell phone camera.

"Billy, you pick up Aul, you have to take him home. Don't pass by from nine o'clock!" Puput returned his friend Aul's ID card. Also reminding not to speed.

"Yes ready, Tea." Billy pamit while kissing the hand of Puput.

The pupil watched until the motor was no longer visible by the range of his eyes. Closing the door and locking it, it appears Ami was watching television accompanied by Mom while waiting for the time to open.

"Mom, Teteh bathe first-" he said as he climbed the stairs.

The opening time is only three at home. Puput, Mother, and Ami sat together at the dining table. Turns out Zaky also went for an open event along with her school friends. Indeed entering the middle of fasting, began a crowded event open together. Puput is not no invitation from his friend. He refused. Choosing iftar to accompany Mom at home.

"Tea, tomorrow I want to cook banana heart pepes same as chicken pepes. I want to go to Enin. He has not seen her for two weeks. Anterine Teteh later, huh?!" said Mother in between the meal that was almost finished.

"I'm coming, Tea. I'm going to see Cia's sister." Ami enthusiastically snatched cheerfully before her brother opened his voice.

"Yes." Yeah." The puput answered only short. Still focus on dismantling the pepes head of his favorite fish gurame.

Returning from the Tarawih prayer in the nearest mosque, Puput chose a fall on the sofa while playing a mobile phone. Mom went into the room continuing with the tadarus. While Ami immediately covered in mattress because of the afternoon cape with lightning pesantren activities

"Who misses me?!"

The puput spontaneously sits upright while the chat scroll has not been reciprocated, seeing the name Param. Automatic communication last time a week ago in the room of Mr. Hendra.

Rama's question that was now ringing made his body suddenly stiffen with a sense of uneasiness.

Why should I suddenly remember Param?!

Puput palpated his nape that felt crimped with blood rustling. Though this week was busy by stepping down to the bottom floor with Mr. Hendra monitoring the surge of shop visitors. I don't remember the RPA boss at all.

Intrigued, Puput opened a chat history that has long no incoming messages again. View the status of Rama who is currently online.

"Hi, Put...."

The message came in when Puput was reading the chat history from start to finish. Automatic blue tick appears. Makes him shocked because he was caught being on the Param chat page. Suddenly his body was cold.

Oh. I have to do this....

...***...

Dear readers, dear,

Today coincides with Lebaran. I'm saying....

Taqoballahu Minna Wa Minkum Hotel. Shiyamana Wa Shiyamakum. Taqobbal Ya Kariim.

I beg to be forgiven for all wrong and khilaf during this time to accompany friends all in the world.

I'm just an ordinary man who must have wrongs and sins. Either from attitude or words.

May on this holy and blessed day, all friends open the door of forgiveness to the fullest.

Happy Eid 1443 H.

Me Nia