Honor Behind the Stain
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"Geez, the Emperor turns out that you can make me a mist like this. But why am I so nervous, afraid and confused to think about the contents of this letter?" Khanza speaks for himself. He arranged the heart so as not to be afraid, then began to read the contents of the letter which was not much, just a few lines of sentences.

'If you want to be humanized by others, learn first to humanize others, your education will not be questioned if you maintain good ethics and morals.

I'm goin.

Emperors.'

Khanza. Suddenly his heart became numb, even though a sentence of similar value was also never aired by the Emperor, but Khanza replied with disgust and neglect.

But why was it that when the Emperor wrote it in a letter, it felt different? Like someone's knocking in the chest there. It was as if Khanza's heart was slapped hard. Why is this the effect of the words in the Emperor's letter?

Khanza did not want to clench the letter and throw it in the trash. There is an interest in the letter itself that makes him feel like repeating to read it again, someday. 

Khanza folded the paper and put it in a drawer. He was silent for a few seconds, until he finally felt calm and started the car engine. The hope is that now he can achieve what he wants. 

***

Among the twelve beautiful women with fashionable looks, Khanza is one of them. They were sitting in a vast empty room like a hall or some kind of meeting room. 

Khanza is no less attractive than the other girls. She wore a brown blazer with a shirt in white, combined with a half-thigh-gray skirt. Her hair had just entered the salon, the lower part of the hair looks very attractive. High heels shoes lining the legs, combined with a small bag whose rope knocks on one shoulder, very elegant.

They were the ones who passed the selection and were called after submitting the application via email, then had just undergone the test for a few hours.

In fact, there were at least four hundred and thirty-five people who applied after three days of online application, then a hundred people were called to undergo the test. 

Cold air conditioners make them quite comfortable even though they have to wait long enough. The positions they are currently pursuing are quite good and the minimum salary is also large. So they are competing to show their dedication and advantages.

They do not know each other because they come from different regions, but their goals are the same. Although they do not know each other, they have had time to chat as necessary when in the test room.

This is the portrait in this country, how much unemployment needs a job and at least the creators of jobs, so that the labor needs of only two people, but who apply can get this much.

"Among us, guess who will succeed in breaking the goal? I mean who's gonna get accepted?" A blonde haired bob piece interrupts with a smile.

The question made for a quick look at exchanging views. Ladies whose beauty is like the women who underwent selection to the final to serve as Indonesian princesses responded with different expressions, some were indifferent, some were smiling, laughing, laughing, no matter, there are also cynics and looks arrogant as if he is the one who feels definitely accepted, because the test grade is indeed the highest.

Seen from any angle, he was the most perfect. Khanza also lost competitiveness. At this time Khanza only realized that in the sky there is still sky.

"Whoever is broken, it must have become the will of God" said a white-veiled girl with a wry smile. His voice was soft and soothing.

"It doesn't precede God, but I just want to guess. According to my feelings, the one that will be accepted is Mona and...." One of the girls pointed to another girl named Mona, none other than the most perfect girl among the others. The girl with the highest grade. 

"And who?" Other lawful.

"I'm the one, cook someone else? Haa..." The girl continued her sentence, making laughter enliven the atmosphere. 

Khanza remained silent, choosing to be a listener. After he departed with a confident feeling that he would occupy an important position with the capital of the diploma he had, now suddenly he became unsure. His opponent just playing games, even some are graduates of Cairo, American literature, and German graduates. 

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