Chick Intern And Duda Cool
Chapter 2 First Day Internal Part 2
Everyone sat down neatly. There were at least 25 people sitting in the center around a rectangular table and 35 people standing around it. The meeting has not yet begun. They're still waiting for the presence of the most important person here.
Five minutes later, a man who had clearly been seen by Dinda passed in. He still holds a tumbler that most likely contains coffee in his right hand. His left hand held a tablet PC.
“For Team!.”, Say hello to the man when he enters the room. Of course, Dinda could already deduce that he was the highest level person in this room. At least that's the conclusion while looking at this situation.
“Sorry, earlier I had to call first 30 minutes with regional, and it turned out to be widened to 10.10. If I hadn't told you now there would be a Town Hall. Maybe regional will continue to discuss until lunch.”, he said directly when he reached the table.
Arya quickly, the person in the elevator with Dinda turned on the projector and took the presentation paper that Rhea had put on the table.
For about 30 minutes, the man spoke in front. The majority is about current company updates, forward targets, and updates per division. Dinda listened intently even though not everything was there that she understood. He looked around, everyone also seemed to nod - just nod.
The middle part was probably the one that was slightly more serious with Pak Arya while occasionally chuckling as there were some high-level jokes coming out. A joke that only the bosses know.
Get into the core where it's a little stressful for at least 15 minutes. The baritone voice of Mr. Arya who was friendly, loud, and friendly is now greeted with a sharp tone like a knife. It is unclear what he said, as some use English.
It seems like Mr. Arya is discussing performance and appointing some people. Hard nada. Sometimes he asks some people and the moment is really very stressful.
‘Maybe this is what Ms. HRD meant, earlier.’, muttered Dinda in the heart. Though he had just entered and certainly had nothing to do with him. Internal commoners like him, nothing in the meeting room was no different either.
But, the anger generated by Mr. Arya that morning made himself also goosebumps. Dinda could not imagine what it would be like with the person Arya was referring to.
Dinda doesn't understand the whole chronology. He just wanted to get out of this room immediately and enjoy his first day as an employee. Any intern like him would also be scolded so much if there was a mistake. Dinda could imagine that she would have cried already if she was involved here.
“OK. The issue we were going to discuss was more private. I just want everyone to know. So that when the Region touches this topic, you have an idea about it, at least.”, the tone of Mr. Arya has started gentle as before.
“OK, friends from Digital must be wondering why there are in this meeting room as well. Long story short, because the Head of Digital Pak Sutiyoso has just resigned and quite suddenly, so for a while I will act ‘Acting as Head of Digital and Strategic Development’. All reports and signatures and approvals, to me.”, his last sentence woke Dinda up.
“I will not interfere much in strategy and initiation. But I will act as a reviewer.”, he continued.
‘Means actually he's not in my division directly. It means that there is very little chance that I will ever be in contact with this Mr. Arya, while working here. May my guess be correct.’
“Oke, meeting done. Please enjoy the dishes prepared by friends. After that continue working. Good Morning.”, Mr. Arya immediately melengos away while bringing two other people including mba Rhea out of the meeting room. Looks like they'll continue the additional meeting. Dinda did not care and immediately picked up the burger that was on the outside table.
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“Assalamu’alaikum.”, Dinda dives into the house with heart - heart. He saw a car parked outside. Looks like there's a guest at home. Just glancing into the living room, Dinda could already confirm that Mom was having guests.
“Eh, it's so big it turns out Dinda. Still remember the same aunt?”, a very familiar voice for Dinda.
“Of course aunt. Time forgot. Although I have not seen anyone for a long time. But aunt's face is still young. So don't forget.”, replied Dinda trying for a little hyperbole while kissing Inggit's hand. The old aunt was her neighbor. Although not next to each other, but Ibu Inggit is very active in her former housing complex.
It was Mother England who helped her mother to rise after being left behind by Dinda's father at that time. It had been 10 years more, but every time I remembered that wound, Ratna was still sad. Why the heart of the man he once loved left him who did not work, with two children who were young and needed school.
Inggit also regrets that. Until now he never thought Baskoro would throw his family. Although not familiar, but Baskoro several times to his house and chat with Kuswan. Of course, they used to be neighbors and it was common. Inggit, who had moved house, heard the story from the neighbor's mouth when the arisan. They feel sorry for them and want to help them.
Inggit is a well-off person. But he was known to be very generous, just like his late father, who was a soldier. Inggit helped give capital to Ratna to open a catering business. Not many people used to have catering. Given that Ratna did not finish school and was only a housewife, she was only confident in her cooking skills.
Not until there, Inggit also helped rent a house that even now he has sold to Ratna with a repayment system without interest. The house was only 1 of some of his parents' heritage houses. Rather than not being used, it sold to Ratna.
“Iya aunt, now still internal. Just logged in today.”, replied Dinda briefly.
“Oh, the spirit yes work. Good luck with your career. Yes, take a shower first and rest, must be tired.”, said Inggit back.
Actually Dinda wondered why arrived - arrived aunt Inggit to her home. The last Aunt Inggit came home was about 5 years ago. Aunt Inggit is very good, but the level is different. Moreover, the way to this house is also difficult, having to enter an alley that only fits one car.
Long time ago, England was out of town. His daughter is married and lives in the United States. One of the boys is married and one is in college. They come back to live in this town. In addition to her daughters, Inggit also has two sons. The biggest one is married. The other is in college while working. Inggit has just moved again and settled in this city since three years ago and may have just visited Ratna's house now for hospitality.
Two hours before Dinda's return…
“I dizzy rat, my boy has been almost three years busy with his career.”, Inggit told Ratna. Inggit initially only wanted to be happy. He wanted to see how Ratna lived now. The hope is all good - fine.
At first, they just chatted casually remembering - remember their neighbors first. Nostalgia reminisces about the good times of the past while still living in the same area.
Sometimes their laughter broke out because they remembered the funny events of the past. Over time, Inggit began to comfortably chat until he remembered the problems that filled his mind some time ago.
He was confused as to who he wanted to tell. The story of this problem to a friend of Arisan is the same as giving food to a hungry lion. They have enough questions related to the problem. Even without a story, they seem to get news from various sources.
Not a few of the news circulating even worse than it should be. Already many spices - seasonings are added.
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“He's been divorced a long time with his wife. Like not wanting to marry again. I'm getting confused. Mas Kuswan also became stressed thinking of him. Sometimes also often quarrel if again discuss the problem.”, Inggit tells the problem. He's massaging his forehead.
His solitude at home made him keep thinking about his biggest son. Since her marriage, she has not lived at home. He chose to live in an apartment.
After the divorce, she stayed there. Just three months ago, her son moved into the house because Inggit forced him to.*
“I can't comment much. My son is a child, mba. I don't know how to deal with a grown boy like Arya. Last saw him was probably 8 years ago, yeah. It has been a long time between catering.”, replied Ratna a little laugh. Inggit also laughed because they had not been in contact with each other for a long time.
Still connected, but only limited to patience. It could also be years away.
Long they chatted casually while Inggit issued his other unek about his children, his solitude because there were no grandchildren, his daughter who had wanted a divorce too, he said, Kuswan is always at odds with Arya and many other things. I don't think two hours just ran out.
I heard the sound of greetings from the front. The voice of a young woman. After he realized who was saying the greeting, Inggit became stunned. He saw the little girl he had seen crying in front of the house because her mother had fainted.
Dinda, Ratna's first daughter has grown up. She never saw Dinda after her father ran away and never returned. The inggit who met Ratna. When they meet, they usually meet outside. If Inggit went home, he never met Dinda.
Paras. His long hair he let neatly dangle over his shoulders. He was wearing formal attire that allowed Inggit to conclude that Dinda was already working. Time doesn't feel, you know, it's over. So do the guesses that are on his mind.
As long as Dinda walked, Inggit unceasingly looked at her. Really beautiful and ayu. Her aura was gentle and her smile was also sweet. Inggit immediately felt bewitched.