My Husband Is My Secret Lover

My Husband Is My Secret Lover
Goodbye to Yoshi


Hustle and bustle of Jakarta City, even this is only 05.30 but it is already this jam. I don't want to take any chances, I'm so afraid of failure like yesterday over and over, than having to use my cell phone it's better to look for a taxi around this station.


Pucuk in love ulam also arrived. A blue taxi and a bird's emblem were in front of my eyes .


I immediately approached the taxi .


"Excuse me sir, can you please take me to Sudirman Tower?" ask the driver who is sitting in the steering chair .


"Can Brother, please." The driver answered and opened the door for me.


As I expected the distance from the senen market station to the office located near the HI roundabout was quite far, coupled with this unavoidable congestion.


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About an hour later I arrived at Sudirman Tower. I entered the Lobby area, after undergoing a luggage check and got a visitor card, I went up to the 16B floor to where the Interview was held.


Before entering the room I went to the Restroom located outside the Room to change clothes.


The outfit I wore didn't change much when compared to yesterday's, knee-length white shirt skirt and this time I also wore a black blazer to make me more confident.


Shoes heels 5 cm that yesterday successfully tortured me forced to wear again. Huh, remembering yesterday's events only made my mood plummet.


"Look at Yoshi, I'm sure this time I'll make it, no matter what problem you have with me, I don't care.


This time I'm the one who's gonna win me over to be free of you." I said as I looked in the mirror at the *r*estroom.


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I'm ready ...


An air-conditioned room with a bulkhead on its left right, and there are ornaments about the yacht installed around the perimeter of the wall .


I walked to the reception desk at the end of the room.


"Good morning, will there really be a walking interview today? ask the receptionist.


"Good morning, right ma'am. With whose mother? " ask the staff?" Ask me while smiling.


"I'm Lanthana Ma'am, this is my CV and cover letter." I said, handing the chocolate map to him.


He also checked the documents. After meeting the qualifications. Finally he asked me to wait in the Waiting Room.


"Please wait in the next room, Ms. Lanthana, please prepare to take the interview test after this." Say that staff.


Like the previous test on this occasion I was also required to take the writing and skill tests.


Arrived my turn .


The receptionist asked me to enter the second room,


Tok


Tok


Tok


"Come in ," came the voice of a man from within. I also entered the room with the words


Mr. The Jose de Raat.


"Good morning Sir," I said, greeting the blond bule man.


"Morning, have a sit please." He said to allow me to sit down and check my documents.


The interview began, he asked me to introduce myself, then tell me about my work experience, educational background and of course the most important thing is what my biggest motivation is to join this Company.


Fifteen minutes passed and the interview was over.


For God's sake I don't believe what I hear, they accept me. They allowed me to work on one of their yachts as one of the F&B staff.


This is so moving. I take a deep breath. Until a staff member called me to take care of some other documents.


Such as passports and sailor books and also health tests. I followed his directions too.


For a few days since then I have been very busy. Starting from following the BST, applying for a visa to the Embassy for up to two months coaching in Cikarang.


I don't really have time to spare. Even to this day. I haven't told my family yet. I sent whatsapp to Luna's number through the computer at my training center.


I told him that next month I had to go to work abroad. And apologized for not being able to report further.


I hope you can accept this. I was so scared when Mom told Yoshi all this. That's why I won't tell Mom first.


I honestly don't have any money for now. But fortunately in the dormitory-type training center all our needs were met.


Starting from eating three times a day, Wi-Fi, gym or gym and also Lounge where students to relax watch a movie or just sit back and relax familiarize themselves among fellow candidates Crew.


The training period ended and the Agency began to take care of my departure.


"Aditama Lanthana. Congratulations on passing the training, here are some documents for departure. Please check back " said the departure management staff.


"Thank you sir" I replied as I grabbed some documents from his hand.


I checked one by one of the sheets, there is a contract of work, information on the amount of salary and benefits for me when working later.


After I made sure there were no errors in writing my name and data. I returned the important papers to him again.


"It's obvious sir, there's nothing to correct anymore." I told him.


"Okay Lanthana, here's the plane ticket. Departure tomorrow morning through Terminal three International Soekarno Hatta Airport." The father said while handing me 3 pieces of economy class tickets.


"Thank you sir." My answer. I'm a happy prick. I finally got a job too.


All day long my heart was pounding imagining my dime tomorrow flying to Amsterdam, the Netherlands for free, the shadow of a giant yacht sneaking through my mind, there was fear in my heart.


Can I survive for the next ten months, being in such a luxurious prison, where the time will not be the same as my days here.


There was fear, what if the waves were tossing the ship around, and I had to experience a severe seasickness because of it.


I tried to dismiss all that, not all of us ABK candidates have received special training from BST at Pertamina in the form of training for two weeks to learn about safety at sea.


Soon I'd have thoughts in my brain. I have struggled so far, besides the salary offered by the Dutch Company is quite large with the money, my debt will be paid off quickly without a hitch.


I'll get my ticket again. Later that night I have to arrive at the airport at least six hours before boarding. There are three transit tickets before actually arriving in Amsterdam.


My mind continues to wander the shadow of the Netherlands where noni-noni berayung fancy with beautiful dress. Country with a million Dam.


The windmill of my dreams, where tulips bloom beautifully. I really can't wait for tomorrow to come.


Several times I checked the completeness of my documents, it is not funny if upon arrival there is left behind.


I haven't turned on my phone yet. Just let Yoshi find me I don't care. I don't know what he's doing after this, without a cell phone on isn't the eavesdropping system and the online pint from him going to be of no use.


After this I will completely disappear from you Yoshi. Just try to find me if you can, I said in my heart.


The day I was waiting for arrived. Damri Airport transport took me from Cikarang to Sorekarno Hatta Airport.


After conducting the departure briefing and boarding, I headed to the Gate which was written on my ticket .


The plane with the symbol of the Indonesian bird that transports me was also take off to fly away to achieve dreams and a brighter future.


Goodbye, mother, Luna see you in the next ten months.