Asmara Kemelut
Kosan Room
The crane!
The alarm sounded loud all the way to my right ear cavity, with my nose slowly opening my two eyes and swinging my left hand reaching for the alarm clock beside my bed.
Click!
And I put it back down after making that loud noise stop with a flash with my left hand.
“Hoaammm.”
I remove my blanket, I lazily pull my body up to the sitting position now. I brush my hair and then I swing my legs and rush to the bathroom.
“Sial, must queue again.” my grouse.
“Woi, who's inside!” My yelling.
“Iya, in a moment. Just want cheek.” Shouted Creta from inside the bathroom.
***
Mature woman who is now thirty-four years old. Call it Rebeca, commonly called Rere. Now her life is a kara. He's been leaving the house, ever since his father died.
Rere works for a company that sells f&b products. Rere only works as a field salesman.
Finishing completing her bathing ritual, Rere then rushed to prepare for work. Grabbing a strand of shirt and butut jeans that he had.
“Ah shit! Why not enough yes. Am I fat now.” Wearing her jeans while looking at the mirror in front of her.
“Jiah! Where hair has started kribo as well.” His grunt.
That's his sign, there will be more spending in the next month to support his appearance. Once ready, Rere grabs his backpack and swings his footsteps leaving his boarding room.
Arriving at the office,
“Morning babe.”
Rere read a short message from the man he knew three years ago. Then he replied to her,
The six-hour time difference did not hinder the attraction between the two.
This man is named George. Rere knows him through the chat app. An adult male of German nationality who is twenty years older than him.
But when a covid pandemic hit the rest of the world, it left them unable to meet again after their first meeting three years ago.
“Babe, when we have time to meet again?” Rere continued the contents of his short message.
“I try, honey.” George replied to her.
Rere snorted in annoyance, because that was not the answer he wanted.
“I'm bored, no certainty.” His grousers.
Rere then began to continue his routine at the office before taking to the field. With other sales associates.
He joked and talked about a lot of things about work. Soon the owner asked all the sales to gather in the meeting room.
The owner, Mr. Iyan started the meeting this morning. Evaluate some sales this week.
Start discussing sales figures this week and give some praise to sales who are able to achieve the target expected Pak Iyan.
“I hope that in the following week it can be further improved for sales candidates with sales figures that are not in line with expectations.” Said Mr. Iyan.
“Good, Sir.” All answered simultaneously.
“And for Rere, there will be rewards at the end of the month if your sales are more and more.” Said Mr. Iyan.
“I maximize, Sir.” Java Rere.
“Oke, please get back to work. Spirit!” Said Mr. Iyan again.
The day starts in the afternoon, as usual at four in the afternoon the employees outside the office must have returned to the office.
Rere then walked closer to the invoice maker's section. “Mbak, which for this catering why has not been sent?” Asked Rere with a little annoyance.