Call Me Your Baby!
Part 1 is finally here!

"Did you graduate for almost a year, and there's no sign of getting a job yet?" Asked Mama who looked vaguely already in front of my room door.

"Hoam Maa's. It's still morning. New also literate eyes have been asked to work, work, mulu work," I replied while yawning and opening the eyes slowly. I saw a tall woman who was no longer young still standing in front of the door.

"Sister, don't because your mother's father succeeded, you're just counting on us" he said.

He approached closer and sat beside me, while I was still in a sleeping position and of course had an upset look on his face. It was as if I was the burden the family most wanted to exterminate from this world.

"Gaby, you know the reason why you don't want you to work at his company, right?"

"Hmmm, I know what Ma is. Ma, can't Gaby sleep in a minute. Just slept at 3 am, later promise deh Gaby dreadin babbling Mama. Please Ma," I pleaded and raised the blanket over my face.

"Well, did you just go to bed at 3am?" Ask mama again in a higher tone, while standing and opening the curtains at the end of my room.

"Yes apply work, especially.."

"Cirain read the novel mulu.”

“Ma…. Read the novel is wrong?”

“Yes not wrong, just so read mulu continue no effort to get a job. The day will continue to change, brother, is not ashamed to be asked mulu mulu mau?” Mom's response.

I am still confused by the mindset of the ancients, why work seems to be a family demand, he said, and if there is one family member has not obtained a job it is considered a disgrace that must be taken care of in various ways. Though in thought, the era has changed, but the ability to think in fact does not follow the development of the era.

“Yes not ashamed. Why should I be ashamed? All this time I asked him for money?” I said from behind the blanket that was too upset with my mama's babble this morning.

“Yes already, don't get up more than 10 hours. Mama lives first to go to your house," replied the mother who immediately left me.

"Hmm, every morning, day, night, the question is always the same. Work, work, work. Finding a job is easy. Hua my friend who graduated 2 years ago and is still relaxed just no demands so. Ahhh, annoyed," I grumbled in the blanket.

"Cring.. Kringg.. Kringg..." My phone shook and rang which sounded even though I had covered my entire body with this thick bedcover.

"This is who else, already sleeping disturbed, just want to sleep again disturbed as well. Why is it that today everyone sucks when it is still morning" I chanted and immediately grabbed the phone by the side of the table.

"Hello, good morning. Is this with Madam Khairunnisa Gaby Atitah?" Greet the woman from across there. His voice is typical of soft customer service with a nice rhythm to hear.

"Hmm, yeah hello. What's wrong, Ma'am?" I answered with drowsy eyes and a very flat tone of speech.

"Yes, I'm Fitri HR company. Have you read the email from PT. Clean Oil Energy? Because it looks like we have not received a confirmation email from Mbak Khairunnisa," he said.

I was shocked, my eyes were dim immediately, as if with the results of a new interview a week ago I did. Honestly, I don't expect much from this company, because it's the best company in the country, and the registrants may be in the thousands, while I'm just a little ant who just graduated from college I'm very grateful.

"Yes Mbak, through the email we convey that Mbak passed the selection of internship acceptance at PT. Clean Oil Energy for 12 months. Therefore, please confirm via email yes Mbak. We also attach a letter of acceptance," he replied from across the street.

"Speechless." A word that describes me that morning. I can't say anything, like a stiff. How can a Gaby, the laziest student on campus pass the internship program at this company.

I immediately ended the call and rushed to the study desk to open the laptop and planned to immediately give a confirmation response on this graduation. Finally, I was free from the question of when to work all day that my mother used to do.

"Gue dream is not this, yes I can escape. During my interview there seemed to be no talent in this field," said I who still question the truth of this graduation.

Before long, I sat in front of the laptop, my phone ringing again.

"Gaby, you escaped not at PT. Clean Oil Energy?" said Kania my best friend.

"Oh yes, I just contacted the same HR, because yesterday I did not open the email. You escaped too?" I asked Kania.

"Yes, we are indeed friendship goals, it could be part of SCBD hahaha," he responded with a laugh. Kania looked really happy, and so did I. Who is not happy to be able to qualify at this prestigious company, especially with my capacity that tends to be ordinary.

"Yes, you take care of the confirmation first. Let me call again, I want to call other friends first, where know a lot from our campus," he said happily.

Kania is indeed the person, the woman whose level of immorality is more super than me. Everything, everyone should know, and he should be the one who knows everything the most. But I am happy to befriend her, not because she is the queen of gossip, but a way of treating people as her friends that I cannot find in other friends.

I read the offer letter carefully, in it at the same time there is mention of salary offers that will be given monthly which is 6 million rupiah with other bonuses achieving a target per month of up to 3 million and health insurance payments from the office.

"Gede is also the salary and bonus," he said as he read the full contents of the letter.

"On February 14, the inauguration of internship.” I still read the contents myself in the letter.

"Ha ha ha February 14th? I have already signed a valentine event with Azka, and how yes," said I who still speak for myself.

"Yaudah bodo very deh, even if he was angry at least I have got a job that can make my life much better," added me again with a laugh loosely.

After all the important things are read in the offer letter, now it is my turn to agree and confirm the presence and send an email back on the same domain. After click send, I closed the laptop, and went back to sleep comfortably.

"Although 6 million is still very small in the eyes of mama and papa, but at least I have not been asked when I can work again, hahaha," I said while laughing and with a position that was stretched staring at the roof of the ceiling of the room.

***

"Just like high school, the end is also just a burden on the family." Speak one of the voices that are familiar to me.