Love In Tragedy
Chapter 7. The Agility of Yoga

In office.....

Yoga called the three people in charge of selecting interviews today. They sat on the couch in front of his desk.

" What's the problem ? We are in need of employees as soon as possible to fill the positions left by previous employees. Soon after the end of the year, they will be troubled if we do not immediately get replacement employees. "

Yoga asked for clarity about the results of the interview firmly. His eyes were sharp against them.

The three people looked at each other, then one of them, the HRD manager, ventured to explain their opinions.

" I'm sorry sir. That way.... We think the people you recommend are not compatible with our company. "

Yoga frowned at the manager's explanation.

" Our company is a big company, we need employees who are capable and quick to respond, can also work well in teams. " Hisband.

" It doesn't fit how it means? He's the best graduate majoring in accounting from the number one university in the country. Do you think I would recommend someone carelessly, so ? "

Yoga does not accept the manager's explanation.

" I'm sorry, that's not what I meant, sir. It's just that..... "

The manager did not continue his sentence seeing the increasingly uncomfortable look in Yoga's eyes. Then he glanced towards his two friends as if asking for help.

Then the only woman who was there tried to explain.

" Sorry... Here sir. Academically he is the best of all candidates. However. such conditions, it is feared that it will hamper the performance of the team. Because other employees will have difficulty communicating with him. "

Yoga breathed in trying to hold back his emotions. Actually from the beginning he knew what was the main reason they objected to the presence of Biqha in his company.

" I know what you mean. But he can still talk. He is not B**u. He just has a hearing problem. But he can read lips very well. " Answer Yoga.

" After all he will occupy a position in the finance and bookkeeping division. Not the PR, Marketing or development division that requires him to communicate with many people. " Continue Yoga to all three of his subordinates.

" You can't be that discriminating. Especially to someone who has potential in their field."

They were silent, unable to say anything.

" That's it. Wouldn't every new employee be on probation for three months? We've seen his progress during that time. If indeed the performance of the financial and bookkeeping team decreases due to its presence, you can take action against it."

The most important thing is that Biqha gets the chance first, that's what Yoga thinks. He did not want Biqha to get a rejection from the company he led. After all these three years, he always got rejected.

Yoga believes Biqha just needs a chance. If he has got the opportunity, he will prove himself that he is able to compete and worthy to join his company.

That way he can get back close to Biqha like he used to.....

****

This afternoon, as usual Biqha began preparing ingredients to make cakes.

He is currently chopping potatoes and carrots for pastel and risol. As for the wet cake she will start making it at night.

At 15.00 Wib, Biqha got a message on her phone telling her she was accepted to work at the company that she had just arrived this morning.

He was surprised to see it. How could he get a job answer so quickly, whereas he had just submitted a proposal and was directly in the interview this morning.

' Is this because of Yoga? Yeah.. must be because of him.' Biqha said in her heart.

Immediately, Biqha clasped the phone with both hands and hugged it in the chest. Jumping with excitement.

Biqha plans to call back the number to make sure the good news is true. He rushed to find his instant hijab to make a video call.

Due to the shortcomings he had, Biqha could not make voice calls. He must make a video call to see his interlocutor in order to read his lips.

After putting on her hijab and tidying up her appearance, Biqha immediately made a video call on the number.

" Shelhammhat shorhe... happhah bhenhar shayhah dhitheimmah bhekhedja dhi phehushahakhan handhah, mbhakh? " (Good afternoon.... Am I really accepted to work for your company, ma'am? )

Biqha said after seeing a young woman, who she estimated was a little more mature than her.

Biqha had seen the surprise and confused expression of her interlocutor. Therefore he repeated his words slowly, so that the woman there could understand what he said.

" With Nabiqha Azzahra? "

Asked the woman and was immediately answered with a nod of the head by Biqha.

" Yes mbak.... Is correct. The company decided to accept you join the finance and bookkeeping division team here. Congratulations to mbak... We are looking forward to joining our company starting next month. Starting monday." Obviously the woman was friendly.

" Thehimmah khashih hathas kheshemphathannyhah. Shayhah hakhan bhekhedjah dhenghan bhaikh dhan lhoyhal phadhah phehushahakhan." (Thank you for the opportunity. I will work well and be loyal to the company. )

After ending the video call, Biqha again jumped up and down in excitement.

' Although having to rely on the great influence of someone does not matter. What matters now is that I have the opportunity to work and prove myself. Well.... I have to prove to everyone that I can, and deserve this job. I have to work well, I can't put Yoga to shame. Because he must have risked his reputation as the head of the company to help me. I should thank him. ' The biqha in his heart encouraged himself.

****

Yoga came home after a long day at work. Inside the magnificent house, his presence was immediately warmly welcomed by the mother.

" Mama's son has come home...."

" Yes ma... "

Yoga approached her mother, hugging and kissing her cheeks gently.

" What about today at the office? It's exhausting."

" Lucky ma.... "

Yoga dropped her body onto the sofa in the living room. Then he took off his suit and tie. Then open the top two buttons of his shirt, and also the buttons on both wrists.

Her mother asked her home assistant to bring drinks to her beloved son. Then sit next to Yoga.

" Ga'...... Alina was here. He said you were busy. Sampe didn't have a minute to have lunch with him. Don't dong that, baby... Pity him. " The light of my mother.

Yoga breathed a tired breath, then drank the tea that the assistant had just brought in his house.

" He has defected his contract to Paris for your sake. She is also willing to sacrifice her modeling career if she becomes your wife. You take your time for him... yeah...!" Continue the mother again while gently stroking her son's shoulders.

" Yes ma.... It's also Yoga promised to have dinner with him, make a change of lunch last night." Answer Yoga, then sip the tea again.

" Some of him come do not say the same first Yoga. Yoga dah promise temen same, can not dong be canceled so. " obviously.

Then a moment of silence.....

Yoga contemplated thinking about how the continuation of his relationship with Alina in the future.

These two days he had not thought about Alina at all, after meeting with Biqha. There's as much guilt as she feels towards Alina. But he could not cover up his feelings, which turned out to still be left for Biqha.

Or maybe his true feelings are only for Biqha. And all this time, without him noticing he was just looking for an escape. Because the desperate lost Biqha who disappeared without news.

But Yoga can't just ignore Alina. They're engaged. Although they were initially betrothed by their parents, there was no coercion from their parents for their next relationship.

The decision to accept his betrothal to Alin, was his own decision. She even asked to be engaged to Alina last year.

A month ago, Alina got an offer from a famous model agency in Paris. But Yoga opposed it, and without refuting Alina immediately rejected the offer. Yoga felt guilty. While he still does not want to let go of his past with Biqha, his first love.

" Ga'...... How to daydream? "

The mother's call with a soft touch in her hand managed to disperse her daydream.

" why? Any problem? "

Ask mom curious. Yoga smiled, quickly shaking his head.

" dear..... Yesterday mama met her mother Alin at the inauguration of the opening of her beauty salon branch temen mama. That's where we talk about you guys."

Mama Yoga started telling me about yesterday's events. There is an unpleasant feeling in the heart of Yoga when you hear it.

" Mama Alin said. Shouldn't we immediately talk about the next stage to formalize your relationship immediately?!"

Degs.....

The heart of Yoga stops beating for a moment. Face paled.

Yoga and Alina have been engaged for almost a year but Yoga has not thought about marriage at all. It used to be a quick thought to formalize his relationship with Alina this year. But the more he came here he hesitated. And now plus the presence of Biqha that again affects his feelings.

" Mama agrees with her mother Alin. You are already compatible with each other, so it is better to get married. Let mommy have a granddaughter. "

Yoga until it chokes its own saliva hearing the words of its mother. He closed his eyes to look at his mother.

" Yes dear..... This house is too big, quiet and quiet. If you get married soon, you can immediately love your grandchildren. So you're not lonely at home anymore."

Mama said so enthusiastically, making the head of Yoga become dizzy.

Yoga can only hold and stomp his own head, hearing the mother's hope of the continuation of his relationship with Alin. At the moment his heart is in turmoil.

Yoga chose to go to his room, to take a bath and rest his body and brain for a moment. Rather than having to respond to her mother's rant about marriage. And those who want to have a grandchild soon.

" dear.... Yoga...... Prayoga Hermawan's. How the hell did you go? Mom time in cuekin gini. "

Call the mama over and over again, but Yoga chooses to pass regardless.