Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 46 The Journey, Begin

After eight days of hospitalization, Sky was finally declared cured. If the infusion that is now left is not until half it has been exhausted, the sky has been allowed to go home.

"Morning at noon, Mom" said Dr. Brama, the doctor who has been handling the sky. Scroll the watch on my right wrist, the clock has shown ten o'clock past.

"Eh, yes, Doc. Good morning, uh afternoon" I said in confusion.

Doctor Brama chuckles.

"What kind of Sky Scratch, still often nauseous?" ask the doctor in the sky.

The sky simply answered with a head.

"No nausea, no fever. Still a little lemes but, huh?"

Sky nodded.

"Infus is gone, ma'am. Maybe later in the afternoon I can go home. At home, his eating and rest are guarded. Eat something smooth first, like porridge or lontong. Avoid fruits that have a sour taste. Papaya or watermelon can. Avoid pepper as well, Mom. The hull still needs recovery, because this typhus will attack digestion. Get enough rest for at least 10 hours for toddlers, and eat and take medication regularly. Antibiotics have to run out, yes" the doctor left me messages and advice.

"Good, Doc. Thank you" I replied briefly.

"Yangit cudah boyeh puyang?" ask the sky once the doctor and nurse have passed.

"Yes. The sky will be able to go home later in the afternoon. The sky's gone, huh?"

"Same Kakung, the day will come. Let me take care of the need to go home. The sky is the same between Uti and Kakung. Okay?"

The sky just nodded.

"Now bobo first, huh? 'Kan just finished breakfast the same as taking medicine. Sky heard what the doctor said? Eat and take medication regularly, get enough rest, let's hurry what?"

"Cembuuuhh" he replied with enthusiasm.

"Pinter son Mother. Yuk, now bobo duyu, yuk" I said as I laid Heaven, confirmed the position of the blanket, then sang a song for him.

The habit of singing lullabies has been since the sky was born I do. The sky is faster to fall asleep if it is broken. Songs vary. Sometimes kidung or Javanese tembang such as "Lir-ilir", "Gundul Pacul", or "Sluku-Sluku Bathok". Sometimes Indonesian songs in general, such as "Nina Bobo", "Take the Moon, Mom", "Mother Piara" and the like. Or also western songs such as "Twinkle Litlle Star", "The Phonics Song", or similar songs with a sluggish tone. My hope is that Sky will not lose its identity as a Javanese and an Indonesian. But also know the international language, namely English.

Before long humming, a smooth snoring sounded. Signaling the sky is gone.

I took a smartphone and started surfing looking for job advertisements in cyberspace. Apply vacancies that are suitable and in accordance with the educational background, salary offered, and job description.

As long as Heaven is taken care of, that's what I do. Besides making drafts of application applications requested sent by post.

There have been many applications that I put into various companies, both offline and online. I pray and hope there is a company interested in my curiculum vita. Considering that I am just a fresh graduate, it makes me a little nervous to see the requirements of one of which is a minimum of two years of work experience.

I was about to contact Pakne, informing him that Sky was allowed to go home this afternoon. Suddenly my phone rings. I saw an unknown number with the area code (+62)31, making me flutter. Is it possible one of the companies I sent the application to?

"Yes, hello good day?" I answered picking up a phone call.

"Good day, with Sister Wulan Febriana Lestari?" answer the voice of the man across the line.

"Yes, right. Who am I talking to?"

"I'm Ronald, employee recruitment staff of PT. Textiles Globalindo. In response to the application letter that Sister Wulan sent us for the position of Junior Accounting, we stated that Sister passed the screening stage of the file. I congratulate you before"

I almost cheered with excitement. But I quickly gained control.

"Yes, Sir?" answer's short.

"I invite Sisters to do the next stage of the selection process, namely Psychotest, field insight test, and English test on Thursday, the day after tomorrow, at 10:00 am. Can you attend the test? If you can't on that day or time, we can reschedule your schedule"

"Oh, sure, sure. I can attend. Is there something I should prepare to bring?"

"Please bring stationery. Dress neatly and dress shoes. Since your application we accept online, please also bring the full application file"

"Okay, sir" I replied mantab.

"For the address, Jl. Bratang Gede no. xx"

"Well, sir" I can only say yes and well.

"Is there anything to ask, Sister Wulan?"

"Nothing, sir. Quite clear"

"Well, then your presence we wait for Thursday tomorrow. Thank you for taking the time to answer this call. Good afternoon"

Calls are cut off by the other side. If I don't remember any other patients and families who were in the same room with the sky, maybe I've been soaring with excitement.

I immediately sent a text message to Diva. Diva said she wanted to hear from me even though Diva and I rarely met.

"Cz, PT. Textiles Globalindo. Doain me Thursday tomorrow, yeah.. Psycho, insight, sm bing, Va. Well I can't yaaa" type me in the application with the green symbol.

Check two, but has not changed color to blue.

I decided to contact Pakne, telling Sky to go home later in the afternoon.

Tuuuttt Tuuuuttt Tuuuttt

On the third ring my call was answered, along with the open door of the ward.

"Yes, what's up, Nduk?" pakne's voice rang me through the device's speaker, but his and Bune's figures were on the doorstep.

I grinned wide at the silly behavior of my father that one.

"This pakne. People have entered the room with all the phone lifting events"

Pakne chuckled, Bune just nodded with a smile.

"When is the sky allowed to go home, Nduk?" ask Bune.

"I just wanted to tell Bune, so call. Later in the afternoon Sky can go home" I replied.

"Thus, can play with Kakung's grandson again. Kakung is already absent" said Pakne who saw the sky blinked his eyes.

"Statung, Uti. Later coye Yangit uda boyeh puyang. Yangit leaks in yuma catit" he said cheerfully.

The three of us chuckled at the words of Heaven.

"Oh yes, Bune, Pakne." I was cut off by the nurse who brought me lunch. Then shortly thereafter continued the nurse who took off the infusion of Sky.

My cut-off speech was finally forgotten for the domaas. After feeding the Sky, with Bune's help, I packed the items. While Pakne takes care of the administration and redeemed the medicine.

Amidst the packed event, a reply from Diva came. The point is he congratulates, and prays good luck. Don't forget he was hoping I could drag him to the same company if I got accepted later.

At 03:20 we were all in a gray Innova.

"So what are you talking about, Nduk?" bune asked as the car penetrated the densely crawling streets.

"Huh?" I frowned trying to remember.

"Ah, yes. On Thursday, Wulan's got a psychotest in Bratang, Bune. Large textile companies, large companies, multinational companies. Doain yes, Bune, Pakne" I said excitedly.

"Definitely, Nduk, definitely" Bune said with a smile.

I saw from the rearview mirror, Pakne smiled proudly.

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Thursday finally arrived. I'm wearing my best suit. A long sleeve blouse peach color with ribbon accents on the chest. To my subordinates I wore a slightly below-knee span skirt of gray color. I combined it with short heels in matching color with the blouse I wore. As an additional accessory I wear a medium-sized black sling bag.

Of all the things I put on there is not a price above a hundred thousand. I'm an ordinary person, so never buy branded goods for millions or even tens or hundreds of millions. Unattainable by me. Not like my college friends who come from family on average.

But I was never inferior or inferior. Most important to me, it is appropriate and appropriate. Like I wear now.

My shoulder-length hair is ponytailed as usual. A tiny pinch I put on to hold my bangs so as not to disturb my forehead. Neat and elegant appearance will definitely be noticed by the HRD.

Eight o'clock I'm ready. I then say goodbye to Sky, Bune, and Pakne. Asking prayers from them for my efforts to be launched.

Thirty minutes of travel I took with my matic motorbike which always faithfully accompanied. The motorbike that my mother used to use to go and go home to work. After tidying up the messy hair due to being hit by a helmet, I finally entered the ten-story building. It's still 09:05, it's better than being late.

Wulan's heart was pounding. While not breaking prayers, Wulan steadily stepped out his legs. The journey is long. Step by step, steady, in order to achieve the ideals.

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HRD stands for Human Resource Development, is a division or department of a company that has the main task to manage human resources in the company. Starting from company regulations, HR (employee) quality development with training and payroll (payroll)