Aqidah Love
Applying for Work

Adam only became a loyal listener, although occasionally participate in the chatter of middle-aged men who have eaten a lot of salt acid life.

Papa Alvian's cell phone rang, pausing their chatter for a moment. "From Akbar's bodyguards," his father Akbar said, telling others who had contacted him.

"Yes, what's wrong?" papa Alvian asked without further ado, after receiving a call from the personal bodyguard of the son.

"Sorry, Big Master. The Young Master had just recklessly gone out on his own out of town to look for Non Fafa when we were still praying the dhuhur, Master," reported one of Akbar's bodyguards, who sounded very panicked.

"What's? She went by herself?" That handsome, authoritative face looked very worried. "Fast him and find my son soon!" tell Papa Alvian in a panic.

"What's up, Bang?" daddy Rehan asked, after Papa Alvian hung up.

"Accupy, Rey. He left town alone to find Fafa," replied Papa Alvian.

"Please call Malik, Rey. Tell your son to contact Akbar, Malik can definitely persuade Akbar to wait for us to come to Malik's house" he asked later.

"Well, Bang," replied Daddy Rehan.

"Lex, Dev's. Call Damian and Bram, to catch up with Akbar. My son needs the support of his friends" asked Papa Alvian, staring at Om Alex and Om Devan alternately.

"OK," the two middle-aged men replied in a compact manner.

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While in a different place, in the new Fatiya residence.

Early in the morning Fatiya had prepared because he would be invited to go by his cousin's brother who had just graduated yesterday, to apply for a job in the city center that was not too far from where Fatiya lived.

Yes, last night Fatiya who had met with his cousin got information, that there was an expedition company that opened a job vacancy with an accounting position in accordance with the diploma owned by Fatiya.

"Mom, Fafa said goodbye first, yeah." Enthusiastically, Fatiya greeted his mother and kissed the back of the hand of the woman who had given birth and raised him with reverence.

"Do'll Fafa yes, Ma'am. Hopefully, Fafa is accepted," Fatiya continued.

Saidah's mother gently rubbed the princess' shoulder. "Aamiin, Son. Hopefully get the best," the mother replied.

The sound of the motor horn, made Fatiya rush out of the house to leave immediately.

"Well, are you ready, right?" asked a sweet-faced young man who opened the glass of his full-face helmet.

The young man then smiled at Saidah.

"Already, A'," replied Fatiya who immediately took the helmet from the young man's hand.

"Be careful, A' Pendi, bring his sister. Don't speed!" the message of Bu Saidah, before the young man drove a red sports motorcycle splitting the paved road.

"Ready, Bi," replied the young man.

"Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am" said Fatiya's greeting as she waved her hand, which Bu Saidah replied with a smile as she was accompanied by prayers for her daughter and nephew.

After a fifteen minute journey, the speeding motor sport began to reduce its speed and then stopped right in front of a multi-storey building that looked crowded and then passed the vehicle into the large parking area.

"Aa' park here, yes, Fa. Rather adem," said Fendi who then standardize the bike. Fendi then unlocks his helmet and saves it on the bike, which is followed by Fatiya.

"A', like many rivals, deh," said Fatiya when they both arrived in front of the room used for interviews.

"Why, Fa? You're minder?" ask Fendi, who is honestly also groggy because this is the first time for him to apply for a job.

Fatiya. "No, A'. Why should be less? Just be sure of the ability of self and Bismillah, if it is the best here for us, God willing there will be a way," replied Fatiya full of confidence.

Fendi nodded in agreement.

The two of them then entered the room and collected the application file on one of the tables, where there was already another stack of files waiting to be verified.

Fendi and Fatiya then sat waiting in the available seats, along with dozens of other applicants.

The owner who is also the leader of the company does not want to make the applicants wait in uncertainty, so the HRD imposes a direct selection system.

Time continued to roll and the morning went by noon. Fatiya and Fendi were still sitting sweetly with a dozen people who had indeed come later.

Shortly thereafter, Fatiya's name was called.

"A', Fafa first, yes," said Fatiya.

"Success, Fa!" exclaims Fendi, give spirit to his cousin sister.

"Aamiin," Fatiya replied as he passed to the interview room, after his application file was revealed to have escaped a few minutes ago.

Fatiya knocked on the door of the room indicated by one of the employees. "Good day, sir, Ma'am" Fatiya said to the two people in the room.

"Good day, please come in," replied the two people who looked relaxed but still neatly, pointing at the bench in front of him.

The handsome man sitting next to the beautiful woman observed Fatiya's face for a moment, then his focus shifted to Fatiya's file.

"Fatiya Faradilla, from Jakarta?" The young man looked back at Fatiya to confirm what he had just read.

Fatiya nodded. "Yes, Mas. Uh, sorry ... Sir," replied Fatiya who looked confused to call the young man and the beautiful woman before him.

If called Mister and Bu, the age of the two of them is not too far from Fatiya. Whereas if you call it Mbak and Mas, the effect is like disrespectful.

"Call bang and sister, it's okay, really," said the beautiful woman who looked friendly to the handsome young man beside her.

"Yes.Well, Bang, Brother," replied Fatiya.

"So, you're all the way from Jakarta, to apply for a job here?" ask the young man, making sure.

"No, Bang. Since yesterday, I have been living here. It's just that because my KTP is still Jakarta, so I use the address according to the KTP," replied Fatiya.

The young man nodded. He then opened his phone and observed the screen of the phone being opened, for a while.

"What's up, Bang?" whispered the beautiful woman sitting beside him.

The young man simply replied with a smile.

"Fatiya, based on the file you attached, you didn't include the original diploma, why?" asked the young man, a moment later after he had reopened Fatiya's file.

"When in the recruitment information of prospective employees that we advertise on social media, the condition is to attach the original diploma," explained the young man, staring at Fatiya.

"Really, Bang. I apologize in advance for only attaching a temporary diploma. My original diploma had not come out because I had just graduated and should have been, today I went to graduation," Fatiya replied with a face that suddenly became sad.

The young man nodded, understood. "Alright, I can understand and specifically for this case because we are looking for the best accounting graduates like you, then we provide an opportunity."

Fatiya rounded his eyes of disbelief. "Really, Bang?" ask Fatiya not to believe it.

"Don't you, brother really accept him? Usually, you're selective and you have to follow the procedure?" whispered the beautiful woman, asking with a deep frown.

"Later tell me at home," he replied in a whisper.

While Fatiya did not stop being grateful, for all the conveniences he got today.

"Then, when can I get to work, Bang?" asked Fatiya impatiently.

The ringing of the phone that rang made the young man not immediately answer Fatiya's question. "Wait a minute" he asked.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Dad?" greet the young man to someone who is on the other end of the phone.

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