Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 49 Honesty

Two days after the interview of PT. Textile Globalindo has contacted and stated that I passed the interview selection stage. I was asked to come to a clinical laboratory appointed by the company to do a medical check up the next day. A cover letter has been sent to my email address, and I was asked to show the cover letter to the laboratory officer when going to do a medical check up.

"Congratulations, Nduk. So the office worker now" Pakne slurried as I reported it.

"This snake" I muttered timidly.

"It looks like we need employees to help out at the same stall cleaning the house, sir" Bune said.

"To clean the house and cook daily let the Wulan keep, Bune. Easy if it's that business. Maybe find an employee to help out at the stall. If Wulan is accepted, noon can not help in the stall again. I'm sorry, Bune, Pakne" I said with a glimmer of guilt.

"Huss, what's tho? Pakne and Bune are grateful that you can be accepted to work in a good company. That way you can develop yourself and your knowledge is not in vain" said Bune.

"Sir!" my words warn, seeing him who will chocolate sambal on fried tempeh in his hand.

"Dikiuitt is it? It's not bad if you don't care, Nduk"

Me and Bune both stared at him.

"Yes, yes already" muttered Pakne, glared at by his two favorite women making him squeak.

Two months back Pakne often complained of pain in the stomach and heartburn. Even once so sick, Pakne said it felt hot to the chest and back. And from the results of the doctor's examination, Pakne suffered from chronic ulcers.

"Yes, it's almost 10:00. Let's open the stall, the spirit of scavenging the windfall for the day" said Pakne after our plates four each had been toilet.

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At 22:15 the meatball stall was closed and the three of us returned home to rest.

I who was carrying the sleeping Sky, told Bune and Pakne to take a break.

#Dikamar Pak Jaka and Bu Nimas#

"Come on, break here. Bobo in the arms of the Father. Pakne wants to hug Bune. We have not been friendly for a long time" said Mr. Jaka while patting his arm.

"What the hell, sir. It's old too" Ms. Nimas muttered timidly. But still obeyed her husband's request.

"Next month is our 40th wedding anniversary, ma'am. Not felt, it has been 63 years this Father. I am so happy living with Bune. Thank you, for being willing to accept the Father with all his shortcomings" said Pak Jaka while stroking the top of his wife's head.

"Bune is happy too, sir. Regardless of my shortcomings, Pakne also accepts me as I am. Maybe it was me who was troubled, could not give offspring to Pakne"

"Pakne knows why Bune never wanted to see a doctor?" Bu Nimas asked, putting his face on her husband's chest.

"Bune said, there's no need for us to find out who's in trouble about this. If one of us has a problem, then do we want to separate? Let God prepare everything in time. Is that it, Bune?"

Bu Nimas shook his head weakly.

"Sorry Sir. The biggest reason Bune is actually because Bune is afraid, if it turns out that the troubled Bune you will leave me" said Bune weak.

Pak Jaka gently kissed the top of his wife's head.

"Pakne can make a confession too?"

"Hmmm?" muttered Bu Nimas while looking up at her husband.

"Pakne secretly went to the doctor decades ago. And doctors convicted Pakne of hypogonadotropic infertility disorder hypopituiratism. Essentially a disturbance in the quality and quantity of s p e r m a"

"Pakne didn't tell Bune, because I was scared too" said Pakne Lirih.

"Sshhhh, let it pass. What matters is that our lives are now complete. We love and care for each other. There's our daughter Wulan, and our grandson Sky. Bune already felt very grateful to God for all His gifts" Bu Nimas again sank his face into her husband's chest.

"Bune hapal tho how to make our meatballs?"

"Yes very sorry, sir. For decades we have been selling meatballs. Yes, Bune didn't know the secret recipe" Bune said.

"Thank God. So if Pakne is not able to take care of the merchandise again, Pakne can calm down. Our meatball taste will still not change"

"What's this Pakne talking about? You will be healthy, long life. Bune will take care of the Sky to the Big Sky. If you can have a great-grandchild" said Bu Nimas.

"Aamiin" replied Jaka.

Ms. Nimas smiled, and hugged her husband tightly around her waist.

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It's been a week since I've had a medical check-up. But until now there has been no news from the PT. Globalindo Textile.

I'm getting restless. I see my phone almost every hour and carry it everywhere. I don't want what happened last time to happen again.

I'm arranging a bowl for meatballs today.

Let it go, Let it go

Can't hold it back anymore

Let it go, let it go

turn away and slam the door

I don't care.....

The ringtone on my phone. Sky's favorite song after seeing the animated movie called "Frozen".

Looking at the number line on the screen, I immediately touched the green phone picture on my phone screen.

"Yes, good morning" my greetings excited.

"Good morning, with Mother Wulan Febriana Lestari?" the same woman's voice when she told me to take a test interview.

"Yes, I'm alone"

"Before I congratulate Mother, because it has passed a series of stages of PT employee acceptance selection. Globalindo Textile"

"Seriously?" many reflexes.

"Seriously Mom" the tone of voice across sounded amused.

"When is Mama Wulan ready to start work?"

"Fastly" I answered immediately.

"OKAY. Then, on Monday you can come to the office and start working. When you arrive at the office, please go up to the 9th floor and meet Mr. Andrian for a work contract signature"

"For working time, salary offer, company regulation explanation will be explained by Mr. Andrian and will be written in the employment contract. Can Wulan's mother be present on Monday?"

"It can, very well" I hit my own mouth softly which slipped 2 times because I was too excited.

"What time do I have to go there, ma'am?" my many.

"AT 08:00. Any more questions?"

"No, Ma. Thanks for the information"

"Thank you back. Good morning"

Connection disconnected.

"Pakne! Bune's! Wulan accepted. Sky, I'm welcome for work!" I shouted enthusiastically and carried the sky, then kissed her cheek.

"Congratulations, Nduk" Pakne and Bune said simultaneously.

They hugged me who was carrying the sky. Practically, we looked like an animated series of Teletubies hugging.

How did Wulan's days make it to the world of her career? Step by step, Wulan was getting closer to achieving her revenge mission. Succeed him?

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~Hipogonadotropic hypopituiratism is a condition of low production of follicle stimulating hormone (FSH) and luteinizing hormone (LH) in the pituitary gland. Low production of FSH and LH can trigger a decrease in the number and quality of s p e r m a, causing male infertility (alodokter.com)