
Mang Ujang helped Izza bring a box containing the auction file he had been working on all this time.
Mba Gita, Pak Feri and Pak Idam are still in the meeting room. Rama knocked on the glass of the meeting room and asked for a walk right now.
"Mba Gita... How is this?" whispered Mr Ferries.
"What about Sir?" ask Mba Gita not understand.
"Reports have not been neatly made, the files are not all in Izza, I forgot the documentation" replied Mr. Idam.
"Kok can.kan Mas Rama's instructions have been clearly in the initial process of the auction, he asked for all transparent evidence and via non-cash transfer" recalled Mba Gita.
"We think like Mas Haidar and Mr. Isam who received a total report, do not need detailed details" said Mr. Feri.
"Different Boss different characters, all employees should be able to follow the instructions. So far there has been a lot of wrong reporting, so it allows a lot of mistakes to be made" said Mba Gita.
"But Mba.." bela Pak Ferries.
"It's still on talking or want to work? Please yes in working hours like this should be productive, you are all paid not just to sit, right?" said Ra.a who was standing in front of the meeting room door because no one came out of the room.
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In the elevator, Mr. Feri and Mr. Idam can only duck. His face also looked tense. Mang Ujang and Izza had been waiting in the lobby since.
"Izza. you follow my car, sit behind me, let me next to Mang Ujang" Rama ordered while wearing his sunglasses.
"Yes" replied Izza who was frightened to hear Rama's friendly tone.
Security who opened the car door for Rama also became a victim of his scolding.
"Don't in the post continue, I've given the latest SOP for every hour scheduled around all the rooms, why do I never see? your job is not just to guard the entrance of the office and open the car door. Understand yeah?" spray Rama.
"Ready .. instructions have been executed, but the top room special is not in check" replied security.
"Why not in check, even my room must be checked, who knows I do strange things in the room or sleep at work" said Rama.
"Ready ... according to the instructions of the commander for the top floor does not need to be checked" explained security again.
"I want to start tomorrow at the sweeping also my room, including drug and other examinations. I don't want anyone in this office to break the law or act immoral" ordered Rama.
"Ready .. I will proceed to the commander" replied security.
"Later on my own will call the commander" Rama replied as he entered the car.
"Ready" replied security firmly.
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Raffa is still concentrating on looking at his HP screen, while replying to some incoming chat and email. Sometimes he looks smiling, sometimes he's wrinkled. Izza and Mang Ujang did not dare to talk about the condition of Rama whose mood was no good.
Rama ticked a name on a phonebook.
"Assalamualaikum Lis.. This is my Rama" Rama said via HP connection.
"Waalaikumsalam. Aa' Rama... Lilis already know, the number has been saved" replied Ceu Lilis.
Mang Ujang was surprised to know that his Boss had the HP number of Ceu Lilis, while he did not have it.
"Where is your mother? smooth porridge trade?" ask Rama base stale.
"Tomorrow to go to Puskesmas for maternal control, if the porridge trade is still quiet A', the name is also trading in the village" replied Ceu Lilis.
"Again in front of my office, you moved your family to Jakarta, later I rented a house. You don't have to pay anything. Most I just ask for a bowl of porridge" Rama full smile.
"Punten atuh A', the real mother of this person, does not want to move to the city. Anyway want to stay here" explained Ceu Lilis.
"Okay, we'll talk again. Friday night I will go to Tasikmalaya again. How about Saturday we meet, do not know the clock, later I call again yes .. greetings to Mother, assalamualaikum" said Rama ended the conversation.
"Waalaikumsalam" replied Ceu Lilis.
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Mang Ujang pretended to cough when he heard Rama chatting casually in the same gentle tone as Ceu Lilis. Same with Rama in the office.
"Kalo dry neck also drink a lot of water. If you still cough also take medicine or go to the doctor" said Rama while still staring at the HP screen.
"Udah Mas Boss" Mang Ujang replied with a choked tone.
"Weekend want to come to Tasikmalaya ga?" tawar Rama's.
"By Mas Boss, all I go home to my parents, yesterday just stopped by for a while. There's going to be a circumcision, Aunt's grandson. My plan is to go home this Saturday" said mang Ujang rada lemes.
"Yes, I will take my parents to their house, I made a pact with Lilis. Want to take him to the Hospital to check the health condition of his mother" said Rama.
"And he said paralyzed Mas Boss" said Mang Ujang.
"Yes... means there is a possibility of being healed or not? I want her mother to be normal again, so she can take care of herself and her sisters Lilis. What if Lilis I bring here? His mother did not want to move here right" explained Rama.
"Lilis wants to be brought here? What do you want to do Mas Boss? Don't tell me Mas Boss wants to marry him. This is not just a bend. But already a very sharp turn continues beside the ravine" said Mang Ujang.
"Secret dong, personal mission.no business cooperation. I just feel sreg. After all, I do not have Mami, so if there is a child who loves her mother must be immediately touched and want to help" replied Rama while smiling which makes Mang Ujang added keki.
"My fate is how Mas Boss is. Nysel has already known Mas Boss to Ceu Lilis, my heart's love" said Mang Ujang.
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"Izza... All payment transaction files are on you, right?" rama asked to switch the conversation while looking at the windshield to see Izza.
"Ga everything is there, I can also copy it. From the beginning of my auction there is" explained Izza.
"You should as an administrator it can be original for the blessings and reports. You have to dare to take. Do not be soft dong" said Rama.
"I'm sorry, I'm just working for the first time, so it all depends on my immediate needs, Mr. Feri. I may not have pressed him" Izza added.
"I am also the first time to work, but still in the existing rules. I like people the most when they don't have instructions. At the end of every meeting I ask again something is not clear or not, all always say clear. Where's proof? two months rich street in place. I tried to be reminished while watching, but even at ease if I did not move" said Rama who began to anguish again.
"Sorry, hopefully the rest of my time working in the company can be used as much as possible. The time I stayed another month of work helped the process of closing the hotel and selling assets" Izza promised.
"You don't need to be great to start something. Do it now and do not ever put off because the chance may not come two. Do your best at every opportunity that you have"
(You don't have to be great to start something. Do it now and never delay because the opportunity may not come twice. Do your best in all the opportunities you have)" Rama advised.
"It's hard to find words to express my gratitude Mister Rama (It's very difficult to find the right words how to express my gratitude)" Izza replied politely.
"Za.. sorry .." said Rama.
"No problem" Izza replied casually.
"Thank you for sparing the time to handle everything I need (Thank you for taking the time to take care of everything I need)" Rama said sincerely.
Mang Ujang just bengong to hear the English conversation between Rama and Izza. Because the English that Mang Ujang knows only I love you, sorry and thank you.
"It's not on me anymore, is it?" tanya Mang Ujang broke the silence.
"Ngapain said Mang Ujang try" replied Rama.
"Yes on cas cis cus. All sori .. tengkyu .. emang why the hell?" ask Mang Ujang again.
"Kepo yes ..just focus on the road. Anyway, no talking about people. Tomorrow, Mang Ujang must read the English dictionary. I want Mang Ujang to be able to upgrade science. Mang Ujang will be one of the confidants of Big Boss in the company Abrisam Group" said Rama.
"Big Boss? that means I'm the secretary of Mr Isam?" ask Mang Ujang not understand.
"Why be Papi's secretary? I'm a Big Boss candidate... Mang Ujang will always be with me. You know if I am lazy with Jakarta congestion, so certainly will ask to transfer everywhere with Mang Ujang" said Rama with a little arrogance.
"Oh yes .. Forgot me if I become his personal driver Mas Boss" replied Mang Ujang.
"Yes ... driver .. "repeat Rama.
"What is the driver?" ask Mang Ujang.
"Drivers like Mang Ujang" replied Rama.
"Well that's Mas Boss. But tell me driver. Would it be cool if anyone asked, what work in Jakarta? so driver ... " said Mang Ujang happily.
"Well if you want to be called a driver, Mang Ujang later I buy an English dictionary that makes SD children just first, if I have just bought a new pinter dictionary again more complete" Rama suggested.
"Repot is very Mas become a driver just read all dictionaries. It also read the map so as not to get rough" Mang Ujang protest.
"You want to be a driver, right?" rework Rama.
"Yes dong .. want one hundred percent" replied Mang Ujang.
"You want to read the dictionary, if you need to take English lessons, then I register" said Rama.
"Ga need to use les deh Mas Boss, my brain is stiff if you have to study in the classroom. I will learn from Mas Boss. Tuh Caucasian children in England every day chat with their families for a long time in English, do not use tutoring" said Mang Ujang.
"Arabic people are the same. Every day chat using Arabic eh on fluent Arabicnya. Kan later if Mang can speak English can style to the future in-laws" said Rama.
"Hirup you want to do loba gaya but kudu loba duit Mas Boss (living does not need most styles, which needs a lot of money)" replied Mang Ujang.
"Aisshhh.. is very true to the sentence" praised Rama.
Izza on the back bench held back laughing hearing the conversation of the two of them. Indeed, it seems that Rama can quickly get familiar with the surrounding people. Let alone Mang Ujang who the last two months became the driver of Rama, cleaning service that only met when Rama wanted to take the elevator also seemed familiar even though it was still within reasonable limits.
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Today Rama showed himself as Big Boss in the company, he sat down to see Mr. Feri, Mr. Idam and Izza busy tidying up the files.
Rama knew that all the files he asked for had not been prepared properly, so they seemed to tremble.
"Would you all be honest with me, proof of the transfer is all or nothing? Continued payments to employees affected by PHK also how does it proceed? how the power is silent" asked Rama who has been rising blood.
"Sorry Mas, it looks like there is a sprain, but we promise we will search as soon as possible. We will prepare again. Because these two months we will focus on severance payments for employees who are exposed to mass PHK. That point is emphasized by Mr. Isam" replied Mr. Feri who had gone awry.
"Now it's lunch hour, please all lunch first, I wait here at one hour, on time yes" said Rama while out to the mosque which is not far from the Hotel.
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After the prayer, Rama came out of the mosque and sat on the stairs of the mosque. Tetiba remembers his beloved daughter.
"Assynoltom... Sachis.... Father misses" said Rama via video call.
"Vaalaikumussalam... Where's dad?" sachi asked while playing with the doll.
"In the mosque, after prayers, Sachi has not prayed?" ask Rama.
"Udah" Sachi replied briefly.
"Have you eaten yet?" ask Rama again.
"Udah maem sop, carrot, chicken, small eggs (quail eggs), milk, melon. let alone Mba." said Sachi nanya to her naman.
"Bread" answered the nanny.
"Wah .. Daddy's son ate a lot. It's noon today, it's school holiday tomorrow, right? come to the office?" said Rama.
"Brothers.... Sachi can come with Dad" Sachi replied happily.
"Later Dad came home a little night, don't wait for Dad huh. Sachi do not sleep above eight o'clock yes .. assalamualaikum" said Rama ended the conversation.
"Waalaikumussalam Father, love you" replied Sachi while giving his kiss.
"Love u too Sachi" Rama said with a smile.
Sachi was one of the drugs to lower his anger Rama after the Rabb Maha Esa of course.
Rama was able to notice from Sachi school, if tomorrow the school is closed because all teachers in South Jakarta will have an event at DKI Jakarta City Hall.
Sachi ga has been in the office for a long time, was once invited to take a vacation from college and returned to Jakarta.
When going to wear his shoes, Rama was wearing the same Izza who would also wear shoes.
"Ga lunch Za?" ask Rama.
"Inshaa Allah shaum Kak eh Mas" replied Izza while looking down.
"I told you, if it's comfortable to call me brother why it should be forced to be Mas" said Rama.
"I'll try, just like everyone else" Izza reasoned.
"May nanya ga Za?" rama sat far away from Izza on the steps of the mosque.
Both of them stared at the road ahead of him.
"Please if I can answer" said Izza while putting a bag on his lap.
"Who were you at the tomb when we first met?" ask Rama.
"My parents. Both are buried in the same burrow" Izza replied politely.
"Have a kinship with Mba Gita?" rama asked back.
"Mba Gita took me from the orphanage. About five years ago, I became a resident of the orphanage because of orphans and no family. Just a moment there, Mba Gita came and asked me to the mother of the orphanage to be nurtured and live with Mba Gita" Izza told.
"Do you really have a brother or sister that you can call? or that other brother?" rama asked curiously.
"I have a big brother, but I don't know where the limp is" Izza replied with sadness.