
POV Lyra
This afternoon client meeting event forced Mr. Lintang to come with me because Mr. Alvian was also meeting prospective partners at the headquarters.
"In the future you're not just an assistant when I work at home, Alvian has now risen to the role of deputy CEO. He will automatically completely handle the company in my place. I will focus more on our other companies to be able to grow more rapidly like the company that Alvian runs." Mr. Lintang explained when the car he drove split the road to a restaurant where we had an appointment to meet clients.
Mr. Lintang prefers to drive his own car rather than bring a driver. I asked him this, and he replied that he didn't want to be seen in a car like a king. Except if the trip is far out of town or he is not healthy.
We entered the restaurant parking area as my phone rang.
"Sorry Ms. Lyra, we were forced to postpone the event to meet with Mr. Lintang because my husband was suddenly rushed to the hospital for a heart attack. I'll call back if things get better" said a voice from across the phone.
"Good, Mom. I will tell Mr. Lintang. Hopefully Mr. Margono will soon be healthy again as before," I replied politely.
When I delivered this sudden news to Mr. Lintang, there was a look of disappointment from his face. Although understand, but the trip to this place can not be said to be short. Pak Lintang house in the west of the city and the location of the restaurant in the east of the city takes almost 2 hours drive because it is blocked by traffic and so on.
"Slow up here, we eat first rather than snob," Mr. Lintang got down from the car and stepped a little shady.
I just nodded and followed the steps of the number two person in the Bintang Group without knowing what to say. Want to entertain, but we are only superiors and subordinates. Moreover, I still feel awkward if I have to be alone with Mr. Lintang.
"Pick the food you like, don't hold it, don't hesitate. This afternoon we take off the work attribute for a moment. We are friends just like you and Linda, "the first sentence that came out of Mr. Lintang's mouth when we were just sitting down really blew me away.
"Ehmm anu, sir. I am a lowly man. Rough porters are usually just friends with hunger and sweat. I don't dare, Sir. It's completely unethical for me," I honestly went awry.
"You know if I'm dizzy from failing to meet a client. Can't you cool my head for a moment by obeying my words?" that simple sentence was sent specifically to me.
"Ma-sorry, Sir. Sa-I'm just a sassy and disrespectful khawtir," I'm really scared.
"And one more. No more talking about coolies, coolies, and coolies. It's just the past to remember. Not as an obstacle for you to jump higher. You're now the assistant CEO, and your pace has changed!" another sharp sentence rained down on my tracks.
"I-yes, Sir. I-I'm sorry," I can only look down on regretting my earlier mistake.
I have to change so that Mr. Lintang is not disappointed and getting angry. I should be grateful and grateful to Mr. Lintang for making my life and Mr. Not even to disappoint him. Stupid me!.
"Ba-good, Sir. We can be friends outside of work, "I'll fix that mistake.
"Are you forced to say it?, is it sincere?" Mr. Lintang squinted his eyes.
"God willing me wholeheartedly, sir. Not forced or anything like that" I added.
"alright. I accepted. Now you call me 'Mas' and I call you 'Adek',"
"What?!"
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