
As soon as mas hajun finished eating, he immediately rushed to the office, for fear of being late, I also immediately rushed to take a shower and immediately prepared to be ready to attend the first stage interview test.
my hope this morning, hopefully this time fate luck will be on my side.
The hour hand has shown at 09.35, probably right at this hour mas hajun is conducting his meeting in the office, while I am still in front of the stop while carrying his next bus turn to come, because I was too late to arrive at the bus stop when the previous bus came, as a result I could not catch time to arrive early and was very forced to wait for the next bus turn again. My feeling is getting worse once the long needle has been pointed at the 50th minute, while the interview test will be carried out right at 10:10, while in the current minute I have not seen any sign of the next bus that will come. As I was restless waiting for the bus at the stop to arrive there was a young man who came rushing to run towards me, then stopped right beside me. The young man looked very neat with a black suit and pants wearing a backpack and shiny black shoes, which I saw from head to toe plastered clearly very neat, very neat, there was almost no gap in his clothes that were tangled in the slightest, and if there were ants that perched in his hair maybe the ant would fall slipping because of the slippery hair of the man, so, and I unconsciously smiled at myself for imagining it.
after waiting for 7 minutes finally the bus that I most later will finally arrive, the sound of the brake sound is clearly heard as soon as the blue and rather beautiful bus stops right in front of me, as soon as the door opened I immediately climbed up and sat in a chair while rearranging my mentality to face the interview test this time.
Time went on, even though I was almost late, but I was still able to get into the company in time, arriving at the 2nd floor special recruitment of new employees looks a lot of women and men wearing black shirt suits glanced at me with a strange look, a strange look, understandably among all prospective participants only I am a person who wears a hijab, strangely there I actually feel like I was ostracized and got an initial response that is not good.
At that time I decided to sit on a bench at the very end of the room, because I myself felt very uncomfortable with the gaze of their eyes, so uncomfortable I was forced to wear a mask to cover a part of my face so I could be more confident and could sit quietly without having to feel uneasy because of their strange gaze, while focusing on re-reading the material that I previously prepared, to be on guard if the question might lead to everything that I may not know, he said, and fortunately, silent I have read and recorded about things I do not yet know, and if the question reaches the catapult, how lucky I am today, because it's all about the company and the ins and outs I've known and very memorized, because I'm the wife of the chief director of this great company, so it is impossible if I do not know what about the company founded by my own husband.
In the midst of my focus, I heard a long, loud sound in my ears, it was heard repeatedly and greatly disturbed my concentration.
“joesonghabnida mogsolileul najchul su issseubnida !” said I tried to reprimand him with polite language so that the person was not offended at all
*sorry can you please shrink your voice !”
“oh dangsin-eun geu yeoja ?”
*oh, weren't you that woman ?
“ne ?”said I bungungung
*yeah ?
“you weren't the woman who was on the bus this morning ?”he said it was still in Korean
“oh you young man who was leaving at the bus stop ?”said I was packing it
“iya !”
“wah happens once we meet again apparently !”
“iya, are you also waiting for interview turn ?”tannya
“iya I memeng is waiting for my turn to interview !”
“introduce my name dong jun !”he said as he offered his hands to shake hands with me
“miranda ?”said I returned it
“oh, nice name, you are not korean ?”
“indonesia ?”he said not to believe
I also nodded with a smile to convince him, that I really memeng true Indonesian people who have been stranded in Korea for a month.
“you look very relaxed, do you not feel groggy in the least ?”
“actually I am also very groggy, just like you !”
Honestly lying I was groggy not because of the interview, but I was groggy, because I was afraid that one of the people in the room had my husband there who was interviewing prospective new employees, he said, I'm really worried about that right now
“wah seriously ?, but what I see you even like not showing it in the slightest !”
“oh yes !” say it with a smile
Moments later, there was a man coming out from inside the interview room, the man yelled calling the next participant number to immediately enter the room, and among one of the numbers he mentioned it turned out that this time it was my turn to enter.
“113, 114,115,116, please enter the interview room now !”
“wah your number 115 not !”said dong jun while staring at the number of participants I wear
“iya that's right my massage number !”
“good luck !”he said he cheered me on
“iya you are also !”
As soon as I entered, all eyes were immediately on me, understandably among all the participants, only I was the one with the most different looks, the most, at first I felt very awkward and uncomfortable with the atmosphere in the room, but slowly my gaze began to examine the face of the person who was currently sitting in front of me.
"io you!, participant 115 !"yelled at one of the men
I was immediately shocked and looked at the man
" what are you looking at ? please take care of ethics !"
"yes sir, I'm sorry !" I said while looking down !"
finally I could breathe a sigh of relief, thank God it turned out that in the room there was no mas hajun sitting among them, I can think more clearly and feel calm again and hopefully today luck will be on my side.
As soon as I came out now replace dongjun who entered the room, clearly visible from the look of his face that was nervous because he was afraid he could not answer the question in the middle of his interview.