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"Mother, my father left for work first, Assalamualaikum" said Iqbal to his parents.

As usual after finishing breakfast with his parents Iqbal will immediately go to work.

"Waalaikumsalam carefully on Bal's path" Ria recalled. 

Heri also answered her son's greetings after finishing drinking water in a glass. "Waalaikumsalam Bal, right said your mother carefully on the road" continued Heri.

Iqbal smiled at his parents. "Yes ma'am, Iqbal sir will always remember your message" he said, kissing his mother and father in turn.

"Iqbal left later too" he said again, Iqbal walked out of the house after saying goodbye to his parents.

The atmosphere of the morning in the area where Iqbal lived was very crowded, the inhabitants of the earth began to do their own activities, usually every morning surrounded by the complex Iqbal house there will be a chicken porridge seller.

Almost every morning the chicken porridgeist passed in front of his house. Usually Iqbal will eat chicken porridge if the stomach is not able to receive much rice.

"Bagi bang Yanto" he said to the chicken porridge seller who happened to run in front of Iqbal's parents' house.

"For Iqbal, wih already neat, want to go to work?" ask bang Yanto, while making chicken porridge, because someone ordered.

"Yes bang, Iqbal first yes bang, Assalamualaikum" he said friendly.

Yes, that's how Iqbal's daily life, he will always greet people he knows, Iqbal including the idol of the mothers in his home complex. Many mothers want to make Iqbal a son-in-law, but Iqbal just do not want to get married, so hunt the children mak-mak, have found their respective soul mate.

Usually every morning Iqbal will get a breakfast that is not wearing from mothers who are too fanatical idolize, for example, like yesterday morning when he will go to the office.

The greengrocer stopped his wagon in front of Iqbal's parents' house. Iqbal knew what would happen after that. "Ehh, isp kasep arep dead kerjo po?" ask a mother who was choosing vegetables on Iqbal, because she happened to see Iqbaal just out of the house. Iqbal just nodded in response, not forgetting that he also smiled at the mothers.

"When is rabbi? Age is increasing" chimpanzee another mother.

"Right Bal when you marry, your friends already have one child" Iqbal can only scratch his head that is not itchy, always like that if he meets the mothers of his home complex.

Before long Iqbal had arrived at the office where he worked. "For Bal" said Iqbal's office friend.

"Morning" she returned friendly. After that Iqbal went straight into his study.

Geck! Geck! Geck! 

The sound of Iqbal's office door being knocked. "Get in" Iqbal said without taking his eyes off the computer.

A woman in decent clothes approached Iqbal's desk. "Sorry Mr. Iqbal interfered with your time, the president told me to call you into his room"

Iqbal who was very focused on his computer screen immediately raised his head. "The president called me?" Iqbal made sure he didn't hear wrong.

"True manager Iqbal" the woman replied. "You've been waiting in the president's room"

"Thank you for the info, I'll be there soon" Iqbal didn't know why he could be called by the president in person, Iqbal was afraid he was making a mistake. 

"Hopefully not a bad thing happened" he said as he got up from work. 

With Iqbal's giant step straight towards the presidential room, he did not want to make it wait.

Geck!

"Please sit down as Iqbal's manager" said a middle-aged man who let Iqbal sit in an existing chair.

"Thank you sir" he answered politely.

"Hmmm, straight away there is something important that I want to say to you Iqbal manager" said the president of the company where Iqbal works. 

Iqbal did not answer he was waiting for his president to continue his unfinished words. "I see you are one of the many managers who work in my company very well, I like the performance of your manager Iqbal"

"Therefore I intend to increase your position, no longer as a manager, but as a director in this company"

The deg!

Was he not misheard by what the president said just now, he was right to be appointed director? that's how Iqbal thought. 

"You're serious boss?" Iqbal asked to make sure he didn't believe it.

"True manager Iqbal, I never mess with my words, after this we will hold a closed meeting, to announce your new position, he said, I know all the workings of all the employees in my office" 

Iqba and the president of his company had finished talking, the two immediately went to the closed meeting room.

The meeting went well for approximately 1 hour. After the meeting they returned to their respective workspaces as well as Iqbal.

"Huhh, thank God, Thank God" Iqbal felt very grateful, but he also knew that being a director of work would be heavier than a manager.

Actually, Iqbal did not want to accept the new position given to him, because according to Iqbal there are others who are more deserving than him, unfortunately the decision of the president can not be contested anymore.

Finally, after almost a day of work, when I came home, Iqbal had finished all his work, he never delayed work, Iqbal immediately went home.

Arriving home as usual after cleaning himself and praying ashar, Iqbal will gather with his mother and father in the family room.

"It's two weeks away from your wedding, everything your father and mother have prepared, do you not want to see your future wife first" Heri said to her son. 

"Two weeks, sir?" tanya Iqbal. 

"True Bal, two weeks away so how do you want to see the face of your future wife first or not" said Ria while putting two cups of coffee on the table, she just returned from the kitchen.

"No ma'am, Iqbal is sure of the choice of mother and father, oh yes ma'am, Iqbal has good news, Iqbal rose to the position of director where Iqbal works" he said Iqbal was always happy to see his parents happy. 

"Alhamdulillah son is your sustenance, which is important whatever your position should never be arrogant and never once leave the almighty provisioner" advised Ria.

"Yes ma'am" Iqbal answered while sipping his mother's coffee.

"The present age is very many people who seek sustenance, but they forget the giver of sustenance itself, so let us not be so. Well, even though we are not like them, we should not feel the truest of them, if we can advise them the trays"

"What your father said is true Bal, always remember the message of father and mother yes, as well as after you get married later"

"God willing, ma'am"