BETWEEN QATAR AND JOGJA
IS HE GONNA SURVIVE?
FROM SEDAYU ~JOGJAKARTA, YANKTIE CONGRATULATES READING THIS SIMPLE STORY
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“We wait three more hours. If he has another seizure, there may be brain damage from the impact or dings that we haven't seen in his CT Scan photos. But if in the next three hours he doesn't have another seizure, we can confirm the current seizure because he was so traumatized,” Bagas immediately translated all the words of the doctor into English.
“Will he survive?” rajev and Bagas immediately translate again.
“We wait three hours,” the doctor said and pleaded leave the room.
“Grandpa, Uppa, Umma should rest. Once the doctor monitors back we will report. Vino and I will sleep on the couch if Vino doesn't come home. And Rajev accompanied Aurel's brother,” Bagas asked the elderly to rest at the hotel. Coincidentally grandfather and uppa one hotel so can use the car grandfather does not need to be escorted.
“I'll stay here. Tomorrow I leave work from here closer,” replied Vino. He had wasted a change of clothes for work and a casual dress in his car. That he had brought preparations for three days. He didn't want to waste time going home first.
“Good, we will break down this old body first,” grandfather was ready to go home.
“Don't forget our khabari when there is something unexpected,” pinta Chander seriously. He saw his son was very sad.
“Insya Allah Uppa,” Suhut Bagas. Since he was able to enter Rajev directly to his wife's bed, he immediately hugged Aurel who was still unconscious. Seeing that Ahisma was getting sad.
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“We do not know the news of Darrel yes Well,” bu Tarida who has been awake for Fajr prayers together Well confused because since last night also no one came to their ward.
‘What's up with Darrel?’ batin bu Tarida's. She's fretting. Because he memorized his son-in-law the person who cares the most for anyone especially for himself and now also for Nah who has tried to defend Darrel.
“Can you tell me what happened to my grandson?” tanya bu Tarida to the nurse student who is in charge of measuring his tension and body temperature this morning.
“I can't tell the patient's condition Mom. Isn't that a hospital provision?” the nurse avoided.
“Alright, I will report that your work is not good let you be given SP (Command Letter ) or because you are still a student then your grades will be bad,” said Tarida sneaky. He knew he was just a threat to find out about his grandson's condition. There's no way he's done that bad thing.
Afraid of being reported incorrectly, the student nurse immediately informed the incident that befell Darrel and Aurel. And he told me that until now Aurel and Darrel have not been aware.
“Befit Pung, since last night no one came here. It turns out that mom and dede are critical,” mbak Nah and the rest of the house are now calling opung to bu Tarida so that his two grandchildren also follow that. And Aurel they call mom.
“If we could run there,” sahut bu Tarida dreamt, he was very curious about the real condition of Darrel and Aurel.
“If we go there, it's not just doctors and nurses who get angry. Mr (meaning Rajev ), om Bagas and grandfather will also scold us Pung,” sahut mbak Nah. Moreover, he is still infused. While Tarida's bu was off the infusion yesterday afternoon when Aurel looked at him.
“When Eneng or Siti comes, I will ask to be pushed using a Darrel wheelchair. I will see how he is now,” bu Tarida is not afraid of being scolded. The important thing is that he can know the latest news.
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Sriyono prepared to head to the office who called him by email. Today he will have an interview. He deg an. Not because I am afraid of being tested. He was afraid that failure would be unacceptable. Because his intention to move to work here is not just to make a living according to the diploma he has. He has a mission more important than just making a living. He's looking for his soul mate.
Sriyono has not resigned from his old office. He will resign if there is certainty of being accepted for work in Jakarta. Now he's only on one week's leave. Because all this time he never took leave.
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According to the orders of Ikhlas Sebayang's grandfather, Reza and Murti opened several important positions. Later the new person will be directly supervised by Murti and Reza.
Vienna did not participate in the initial recruitment. He'll be in the final test. Especially now Aurel is sick then full Vienna duty replace Aurel with reporting work fitting Reza.
Today Reza and Murti as well as Vienna will be accepting new recruits. Screening of files has been done by the HRD team in stages. Employee acceptance this time the file must pass three screening times with different teams, so it will be difficult for participants who will play dirty.
The participants summoned today numbered 24 from various cities and would be dispersed to all the formations that Aurel would have changed if he had recovered and Darrel had also recovered.
The interview is also divided into three stages, each person must pass Vienna as the first examiner, then go to Murti as the second and last tester Reza as a decision maker. He is the penentententinya. These three people had nothing to invite for nepotism. They were all grandfathers of Ikhlas Sebayang and Aurel Kumar.
Sriyono got the number seven. Right now number five had just entered, and number two had just come out after passing Reza's table.
The sequence number three comes out, then the sequence number six is welcome to enter the Vienna table. Sriyono is nervous. And now it's his turn to come in.
‘Astagfirullah, why is he also a testing team?’ Sriyono. Unexpectedly at the second tester table was the target of his life expectancy moving to this office.
‘What if I fail to enter this office due to tripping value from his desk?’ sriyono thought confused.
‘Bismillah, I certainly can,’ Sriyono sits quietly in front of Vienna. He reached out confidently to shake hands with the first examiner.
Sriyono moved to the second tester table. Like at the first table he reached out confidently even though he trembled a little. “Good morning, Assalamu’alaaykum Bu. I am participant number seven.”
‘I seem to have memorized this voice,’ Murti raised his face to look at that number seven participant.
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