Oh ... Other Flowers CEO
The Fucking Luck

Ms. Sugeti grabbed the phone and read the contents of the message. Same with Lena, Bu Sugeti immediately fell silent. Maybe if it was just to tell you that Rara is no longer allowed to work there, it does not make Lena and Bu Sugeti stupefied.

The contents of the message from his wife, Mr. Mantri, accompanied by diatribes and degrading Rara.

***

Next Day. Rara forced herself to go to Jakarta, after having a conversation with Retno last night via telephone.

“Mother, later go home bring boneta for atki, yes?” pinta Azkya who is still in Rara's arms.

“Ok, God willing Mother will bring her favorite doll Azka. Em ... Memey doll huh?” reply Rara, who actually always wanted to laugh if her son always asked for Memey dolls, one of the characters in the cartoon, Upin Ipin.

Why not others, as in general other children like the Upin ipin doll, bear, mini let alone Azkya boy.

“If I'm a mother, want a truck with a tail of three, well,” pinta Azka, who is carried by his aunt, Lena, Rara's sister.

“Well Azka, your handsome son, later you buy the most powerful truck,” said Rara while pinching the nose of Azka bangir.

The three-tailed truck that Azkya was referring to was, a trailer, but since it was a child, Azka did not know the actual name of the truck.

“Bu, Lena, I say yes. I'm sorry, I took care of the kids. If there is anything directly phone,” say goodbye Rara then kissed Bu Sugeti's hand and hugged him.

“Nak ... Nitip's mother, keep the company in town. May the good fortune, salvation and blessings of God be with you. Happened here, I hope you don't experience it in town. I think the city people must have a wider view, I hope you find happy there,” her mother Rara's message full of worry on this eldest child.

“Iya Ma'am, God willing, Rara will take good care of herself. Please help pray Rara ya Bu,” Rara said as she broke into tears in her mother's arms.

“Lena, sorry about yes, nitip kids. Real school, if it costs less anything, cepet-cepet said mbak,” said Rara after taking off a hug from her mother.

“Iya Ma'am. Rara's mom take it easy, I can take care of them. God willing everything must be smooth,” reply Lena, who is now an 11th grade High School student and a part-time job.

“Mother, can I ask for another one?” ask Azkya.

“Iya, can be dear.”

“Azkya asks Dad. Nina said, later if you want to enter SD, you must have a father. You will be asked the same Master.”

Instantly Rara fell silent, she understood the meaning of her son, when in fact it was not like that if she went to SD later. However, Rara just agreed to her son's request to be able to calmly let go.

After Rara said goodbye to her family, she took an online motorcycle taxi she had booked. Along the streets of the village, the residents who used to gossip about Rara, this time it made no difference. Some suspect Rara went to meet the call om-om, there are also those who are said to be able to work big in the city.

 It was still morning, around six o'clock, but that was the custom of the people there. Even in the morning, there are already – gather neighbors.

**#

“Ret, I've reached Nih terminal, keep going up what?” ask Rara, over the phone.

“You ride angkot aja, the color ijo. Her net will scream, cafe housing,” Retno reply.

“Oh yes, I see. Oh yeah, how much does it cost?” ask Rara back.

“Let's goceng. Yes, I still work, afraid to be caught holding HP for long. Later if it has been in front of the perum, there is Pak Satpam. Just wait there,” reply Retno again then close the call.

**#

At four in the afternoon, Rara arrived in front of the cafe housing. The security guard is very friendly, so Rara is not afraid to wait for Retno long enough.

“Eh, sorry yes old. Abis shopping, hehe,” said Retno when she just arrived, she also got off the angkot turned out.

Retno and Rara enter the complex, the road is quite far. You have to go through two blocks A and B first.

Arriving at Retno's house, they talked while resting and eating.

“But Ra, I talked to Hendra, my manager. The Boss we want to meet, still abroad, maybe next month just returned home,” explained Retno.

“Yah .. I ran out of stock,” said Rara pitched moody.

“Udah anyway, relax, rich just as ready you are,” said Rara nudged Rara's arm.

**#

While waiting for the time of his boss candidate to come home from abroad, Rara filled the time by opening a company profile that he would occupy for work.

“Oh .. so this is a textile company but part of its office. His name is Mr. Dahlan, a mature single who decides not to marry. Huh huh? How weird?” rara Gumam.

##*

Two weeks already Rara activities only eat, sleep and help some small work at the rented house Retno. He's already not tasty actually, troublesome his best friend continues.

“Tomorrow I try to go to the store, only time there is a vacancy. Maybe not a windfall of work in the big company, Rara's inner” during the afternoon while cooking, waiting for Retno to come home from work.

“Rara ...! Ra ..!” a woman Rara knows very well.

Rara soon follows forward,”What the hell is Ret, screaming gtu?” ask Rara.

“You are lucky, tomorrow we go to BT company. Mas Hendra said, Mr. Dahlan came home last night.” Retno was very happy to deliver the news.

“Hah BT?”

“Iya, Bonafit Textile.”

“Wah ... serious? Alhamdulillah .. thanks Retno ..” said Rara hugged her best friend.

**#

The next day the two friends were preparing to go to the Bonafit Tekstil company. Rara will interview, but Retno is no less enthusiastic and happy that morning.

**#

When we arrived at Bonafit Textile company.

“Ret, The boss is this early?” meeting ask Rara who is now sitting on the sofa in the area near the reception room.

“Next, I don't really know about the boss. His name just found out now. Maybe he is a very disciplined person times,” response Retno guessed.

“Kok me so deg-degan huh? Fear of not being able to adjust it, the building is just this big,” Retno said while looking to the right left until occasionally looking at the stairs and sometimes distracted by the sound of the elevator ringing. Rara saw some employees who had been busy going back and forth this early, at 07:30.

Two hours they waited for Mr. Dahlan to arrive, but were never seen.

Rara's getting dag-dig-dug, lest not not her sustenance. Early application for employment is not as surfing as imagined.

Almost twelve o'clock, Mr. Dahlan arrived at the office. Rara suddenly nudges the arm of Retno who is cool playing games on her phone.

“Eh-eh, look. That might be the Boss. Different appearance,” whispered Rara with a gaze can not be separated from the figure of a mature man, dapper appearance, even the scent of perfume alone until it smelled where Rara and Retno sat. Though the distance of the sofa waiting place to the entrance of the office is quite a few meters.

“Hem? Could be,” response Retno while gawking. which “Bos, yes?” retno continued, he saw two handsome men who dazzled his gaze.

“How do I know,” innocently Rara responded.

Retno and Rara's eyeballs relentlessly followed the steps of the two new CEOs, until the elevator door closed, the two friends still did not blink. Until the call of the receptionist is ignored by Retno and Rara.

How did they know that the two glowing men were CEOs? Their innocent thinking. Yes, they guessed that the man in a big company with a cool suit outfit, a handsome glowing face, a fresh perfume scent, a cool and elegant street, was definitely the CEO. Plus there was a burly bloke nearby, it was definitely the CEO's bodyguard.

“Mba ...” Once again the receptionist called Rara and Retno.

“Eh, i-iya mba.” Rento and Rara flinched together.

“Mba ... That Mr. Dahlan has come, please go up to the sixth floor, there will be a Wulan secretary who helps mbak,” said the receptionist with a strange smile.

Rento and Rara simultaneously stood up from their seats. They really tremor, it's slang these days. If you see a handsome guy. However, when he wanted to enter the elevator, Retno's phone rang, he immediately accepted it.

“Eh, Ra. I'm first yeah. The boss asked me to come in. Dah ...” Retno immediately left and had waved goodbye to Rara.

“Eh, Ret?!” Rara's call to Retno was futile.

“Keep, what should I do? Where is the building so big. If stray?” batin Rara while slowly stepping her feet into the elevator.

Luckily when Rara entered the elevator, there was someone entering as well. Actually Rara knows how the elevator works, even though she has never used it.

He knew from the Korean films that he often watched and never also to the supermarkets in his village. However, he was afraid to take the elevator, riding the escalator alone was still often humming. But this time you have to brave the elevator, because it will be long and cape really towards the sixth floor, where the CEO's room.

Rara observed the person who was one elevator with her, she scowled the number three, it meant that she climbed to the third floor. After that person went outside, Rara incised the number three. Rara thought she would go up three more floors after on the third floor, so on the sixth floor. It should be straight up the number six.

Rara went outside from the elevator, after arriving at the floor number she pressed. Rara was a little nervous, but for the sake of her getting work, she ventured to ask someone she saw.

“Em ... Mas, sorry. Mr Boss's room, where are ya?” rara asked with a slight bow.

“Presidential Sir Room? Up three more floors.” That is, the other three floors are the sixth floor. But the man's answer confused Rara.

“Em, sorry Mas. I hit the number three from downstairs. Then I press the number three again, it's not on the sixth floor, huh? If I press the number three again, it means that Mr Boss' room is on the ninth floor?”

The employee who was questioned by Rara, immediately looked at the tiny woman in front of him? Where do you think women are? The serepot understood how to ride the elevator.

The employee took a deep breath, then exhaled roughly, “Mbak, now you take the elevator again, keep hitting the number six. Remember yes ... just direct the number six,” obviously the employee with full emphasis at the end of the sentence.

“Oh, so. Thank you, Mas. May the goodness of Mas be reciprocated by Allah Subhanahuwata Ala. Excuse me mas,” said Rara immediately left regardless of the astonished face of the employee.

“Hadeuh... creatures from where is he?” muttered the employee.

**#

Finally Rara reached the sixth floor, but when he was about to go outside the elevator, he passed a man dressed in black suits, clean and neat, berdasi blue black line there is a channel of gold. The scent of her body made Rara lose her mind, still lucky not to have direct amnesia.

Rara who was about to go outside, while the man was about to enter the elevator, so that the left right slide each other, trying to open the path of each. As a result they are like dancing sorong right sorong left.

The dapper-clothed man was Purba, the relation of Mr. Dahlan. More precisely the position of Purba is above the position of Mr. Dahlan. Because Purba served as president director at headquarters. Maybe if his in-laws were gone, the company would be his. The headquarters is named Bonafit Textile Center.

Now Purba was still in his position, standing fixed with a firm body, a face forward, with one hand going into his pants pocket, waiting for the woman in front of him to pass first. However, really beyond expectations, Rara was silent right in front of Purba, with the same goal. That is, giving way for Purba to pass first.

Ancient patience can not be postponed anymore, he looked at Rara with eyeballs slightly head movement, asking Rara to slide to the right, which is free space.

Rara understood the gesture from Purba, Rara immediately shifted, but with a gaze still focused on the handsome face of Purba. With a soft laugh, Rara said her excuse with a slightly bent body.

After exiting the elevator area, Rara occasionally looked back. It was only the first time he had seen such a handsome person that close. Maybe if with the artist, there is no difference in the handsome face of the CEO earlier.

**#

“Pak Dahlan, please fix staff special elevator immediately!” ancient orders through his cell phone, after getting out of the elevator and now on the ground floor, headed home. Because his wife kept calling so he could get home.

**#

Rara knocked on the door of the CEO's room, which the secretary had previously told her about.

“Log in!” call someone from inside.

Rara entered with a slightly trembling body. Especially when he saw the charismatic mature man saw the clock in his hand. Then the look of her sharp eyes turned to look at Rara's whereabouts. Indicates that Rara is not on schedule.

#**

“Wulan, this little boy interview. The report I wait,” said Mr. Dahlan, after watching Rara from top to bottom his tiny body.

Rara wanted to answer, but her tongue was twisted, her throat was choked. However, it feels so bad to say a child.

Wulan invites Rara on the sofa which is still one room there.

For approximately 30 minutes, the interview took place. Not too serious indeed, that the main thing is honesty and lucky Rara proposed on the recommendation of a trusted friend of Mr. Dahlan's. Of course interviews and other application rules are just formalities.

Wulan submitted the interview report to Mr. Dahlan.

“Alright, directly work today too,” said Mr. Dahlan with a flat face.

‘Yeah .. what a pity, cute whiteboard, flat and stiff. Can do that, call the name first, pleasantries, for whom he is talking.’ Inner Rara who was still staring at Mr. Boss.

Until Wulan nudged Rara, then she realized. Fortunately Mr. Dahlan did not listen to Rara's behavior. After deciding Rara accepted work, Mr. Dahlan was busy with his cellphone.

Rara left her place, she will go to her office accompanied by Wulan, Pak Dahlan's personal secretary. Suddenly, though ...

“Dan .. one more. If there's anything to talk about, tell Wulan, or go straight to me. Don't be in the heart,” exclaimed Mr. Dahlan added.

Rara then gulped a little surprised, ‘What Mr Boss, can read people's minds huh? Can you hear the heart, right? Can all CEOs guess? Rich in Korean films, rich in novels,’ Rara's inner self now stands sculpting, turning her back on Dahlan's desk, about to go outside.

“Wulan, if there are employees who are not willing to follow the rules of the company, just take it out, without severance. Even if he just entered,” exclaimed Mr. Dahlan back, whose eyes are currently focused on the computer screen.

‘Eh .. shit. She insinuates me?’ rara's heart again.

“Em, Wulan, come!” Instantly Rara pulled Wulan's hand. Hurry up to leave the Boss' room. He didn't want to if he just got fired straight away.

After Rara and Wulan left the room, “Ahahaha ...! Hendra ... Hendra, can you find an innocent woman,” exclaimed Dahlan while banging his desk so much to enjoy his laughter.

Apparently Dahlan sedan made a video call with Hendra, his boss Retno. That is what is sought, the figure of Rara who is innocent, want to be told anything to get a job, especially the important ones paid.

Dahlan tells the funny thing about doing an interview with Rara. Without many questions, the palanga-plongo and yaya-iya, which can only come out of Rara's reaction.

**#

The first day of work, Rara asked Wulan to make concoction coffee for Mr. Dahlan. In the room there is also Sora, Rara's partner later.

“Well that's the way, here do not use instant coffee, already there give it to Mr. Dahlan,” said Sora.

Rara slightly trembled, returning to Mr. Dahlan's room.

“Pak, here's the coffee,” Rara said after knocking on the door, straight in.

Rara is confused about where to put the coffee. He saw Mr. Dahlan standing looking at some files on the shelf. Rara was right behind her boss.

“Pak, this coffee put where?” rara asked waiting for her boss's answer.

The Boss responded without turning his head, “Put it there, argh...you!”

Prak...!

The spilled coffee glass was exposed to the hands of Mr. Boss who wanted to show where the coffee should be stored.

“Eh, ma-maaf sir,” exclaimed Rara as she swiftly put the tray on the floor, then held her boss' hand blown off.

“Where the hell? Work is not good! Loh ... You?” when the boss noticed the employee ready, he was surprised.

“Eh, sir. Em ... The father? Aduuh .. geez sir, I swear accidentally,” exclaimed Rara, closed because of fear and reflex put his head on the chest of the Ancient, like a hugging position, while still holding his ancient hand in the still blown.

Rara did not expect that the boss was Ancient. Where's Mr Dahlan?

Brak ...!

A woman who rushed in, paused for a moment when she saw the scene before her. His face turned red with a sharp eye highlight, immediately approaching Rara and ....

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