Jessika's Love Tone
Chapter 200. The Story of Deo Alfa Darmawan
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Arimbic
A sweet woman in a white shirt, wearing a sponge skirt, and pantofel shoes walked a little in a hurry while the clock around her wrist showed time, which clearly indicated she was late.
Arimbi, the 21-year-old girl inevitably had to take an interview at an airport, on the wishes of her mother who wanted her to work as an Airline staff, he said, or he must want to marry the man his mother chose if not accepted.
It all started when five months ago, it was in sudden PHK and became unemployed many events until now. His mother was really angry because if Arimbi first wanted to obey, maybe bad luck would not happen to him.
" Woy! mas, Boeing room belongs to Darmawan Angkasa Ground Handling next to where?" Ask Arimbi to the housekeeping officer who is on duty.
The man did not immediately answer but instead scanned the look of Arimbi who impressed sangar even though visually the woman had been wearing a skirt.
" Buset, this thug is wrong klambi (shirt) or what?" Inner man it is.
" Woy mas!" Arimbi said again to see the man who was silent. Goddamnit!
The man gasped. " On top of mbak, mbak aja, there have been many who come!" Answer the mas-mas who knew that Arimbi must be one of the participants of today's interview.
" Yo wes, kesuwun (Thank you)"
Arimbi then turned around and accidentally hit someone. Someone whose body is hard and tall. Made the coffee that the man had spilled and hit his shirt.
" Sir..." He wants to say sorry.
" CK, if you use your eyes, can't you?" said the man was upset because his shirt was now hit by a coffee spill.
" Look, my clothes are dirty, right?" The man was furious.
" Matane! I did not intentionally too! People want to apologize too, just play with people!" Arimbi, who is brave and realistic, was against the man. She was wrong, but there was no need to scold her in such a public place, right?
Making mas-mas housekeeping was surprised. Even with some employees who seemed to be delirious to see the incident.
" Good God, why is that woman talking rudely to Mr. Deo!"
" MK!" The man gasped for the sake of hearing Arimbi's words that were completely unexpected. No woman has ever spoken harshly against him.
" The freak" Arimbi left the spicy-mouthed man with his pity.
" Eh, where are you going? It's not that the responsibility goes away!"
Arimbi ignored the crazy man earlier, his mood had been bad since leaving earlier, and meeting the crazy man clearly made his life like a doomsday.
" If it wasn't for my mother telling me to, let me come here. Chocolates ! Sneaky!" Gerrutu Arimbi while climbing the stairs to the second floor. Grunting annoyed while misuh - misuh.
During these five months he was still upset by his fate, not yet lost from his memory, when he caught his girlfriend ngeeweee with another woman in his boarding room, as he came home in tears, because it was only exposed to one-sided GHK because his workplace was bankrupt.
He decided to go home and return to his homeland.
But being unemployed apparently is not something he can be proud of, especially they also come from a family that is all fitting. Making him often get coercion from his mother to marry only when he is often seen hanging.
Of course he had to rack his brain so as not to be married by his mother. It is not Siti Nurbaya who is subject to patriarchal rules.
He was surprised when he saw that there were many people sitting in long chairs, while he had arrived on the second floor. Some of them are seen standing with their mouths chattering, in order to memorize the narrative of interview answers that they seem to be ulik from google.
Hah, could-can.
None of them Arimbi knew, they were all mostly wearing thick make-up, neat hair bun and branded bags. Unlike him who only wears lipgloss without false eyebrows or thick foundation.
" Come, it hasn't started yet. You know that I can eat first, where's a really big laper!" He regretted the greeting of the heart, all because of his mother who always nyusu-nyu (hunting).
Arimbi nodded "Yes, just arrived. A school? What school?"
All the applicants there immediately looked towards Arimbi who spoke loudly but looked confused. Those who come are mostly from schools or aviation institutions that mushroom in some cities.
" You want an interview, right?" Ask the boy with a friendly face.
Arimbi nodded back.
" Direct me, I'm Resita!"
Arimbi stared at the smooth hand of the girl whose inn was supple, only this time he got a friendly greeting from someone. Given his rude attitude and tend bodo period.
" Arybi!" The answer was ordinary but welcomed the girl's hand.
" Well, Arimbi? I think the name of the puppet!" The chirping of one of the other, the parlente-style man whose lips were glistening, was clearly a class of soft bone man.
Arimbi chose silence, already quite annoyed because the arrogant man below, he prefers not to serve other slogans that will obviously drain his energy.
There are things that he must win for the sake of betting with his mother, if he can be accepted to work later, then he can refuse to marry a man who is betrothed by his mother.
Yes, and that's his hope.
" If you're not from a flight school, do you know the recruitment info from the man?" Say Resita back.
" From my brother, he became a gardener in Nawangsa Pura!"
He glanced at the swarm of people who suddenly whispered when he said that. Arimbi clearly suspected, they must have accused him of going through the insider's path.
But that's not the truth. Two weeks ago he also came alone to put the application file, although he was offered by his brother so that he could be quickly accepted, but Arimbi refused. For him, nepotism is something that is no longer blessed at the beginning of a career journey. No way!
" Have you worked before ?" Resita asked back while sitting her body in an empty chair nearby, making Arimbi also sit her down.
Arimbi.
" Where?"
" I'm at the Tirta Dewata in D!" Sahut with a lazy face because tired with Resita who seems chatty.
" Huh, that big mall? How-how long? English jago dong?"
He is increasingly upset about Resita's kekepan kepelagan against him, he is not the kind of person who likes to talk. " She, mayan!"
Feeling her bladder full, Arimbi went to the toilet without saying goodbye to anyone. Make Resita sing her lips. The girl deliberately invites others to chat to kill her grooves.
And as soon as he returned, he was shocked that some people were already in a tense position with most of them pale-faced because it seemed like the interview summoning had started.
" O Lord, bless your son, give him good health, give him help...."
He sat down slowly where his tail caught a curly-haired man with slightly dark skin, who was now diligently praying with sweat that had flooded his forehead. Looks like the guy just came, because Arimbi didn't see him.
" It seems like there are a lot of interviews today. CK, my rival dong is getting more and more. What if you don't go in. I was told to get married first, it was delicious. I still want to travel abroad!"
The longer you are there the more relaxed feeling Arimbi fade. Many children have entered with different faces when they come out.
Some look restless, ordinary, some even cry. I don't know why the moses. He does not know what kind of aviation science, but his skill in English, he hopes to be his helper to be accepted.
" If you don't get there, you should marry Yusa!"
Arimbi shuddered in horror to remember the threat of his mother who made him instantly goosebumps.
" Sister Arimbi!"
He was shocked when his name was called.
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