Old Girl Looking for Love
Local Wisdom

That night, Rosmawati typed her resignation letter with confidence. He has strengthened his determination to return to resign from his place of work

at present. It turned out that he was not as strong as Mehmet in the face of heartbreak. Rosmawati is so hurt.

Feelings ripped. His blood seemed to be dry and his heart stopped beating (luckily it was just like that).

Rosmawati feels unable to work in the office without Mehmet, especially after she learns that Mehmet is no longer nearby, because the man will soon marry another girl.

"Well, Jem?" Maryam was suddenly standing at the door of Rosmawati's room with her mouth full of torn bread (in the truest sense).

There was no response from Rosmawati. The girl was still focusing on the laptop screen before her. Maryam then approached Rosmawati who was still solemn in front of her desk.

The girl who will soon be proposed by the handsome kalem is second to none, namely Jamie Scott then peek at what is being typed by his conjoined twin friends.

"Lu ngundurin yourself again?" maryam asked in a loud voice, making Rosmawati immediately disturbed and turned her head for a moment. Rosmawati's face folded like mak-mak's stomach after giving birth.

"Whisper ah, Mun!" Rosmawati is indifferent to her conjoined twin friends.

"Why? Don't you feel good working there? Your salary is also high," Maryam cerocos. Some flakes of bread gushed from his mouth and some fell on Rosmawati's shoulder. Immediately Maryam rubbed the shoulders of her best friend.

Rosmawati immediately stopped her activities. "Gue can't, Mun! Every corner of the office always reminds me of him" he said in a poetic manner.

He also squinted his two eyes, which indicated that he was being struck by feelings of unease that were second to none.

"Hmm ... How is it, Jem? I don't think so, don't throw yourself. It's a shame your salary. If the problem of heartbreak, for a long time will definitely heal by itself. Except for your broken bones, new must be taken to the bone workshop, especially if the broken neck bone. It's a pity that you're cute,” Maryam chuckles.

He even laughed out loud and forgot that he was still chewing bread in his mouth. He also choked and

coughing for a moment.

“Rasain, lu!” cibir Rosmawati satisfied.

Maryam then calmed herself down and tried to breathe regularly. A moment later, he spoke again. “Who knows meet a new soul mate. The Ahmad may be," said Maryam pretentiously.

"Ih, amit-amit! I'm the same as the Arab Crocodile. The bin that looks like it's two! Not to mention the unseen," ringis Rosmawati shuddered in horror.

"Well! He means he also married a delicate creature?" ask Maryam plain.“Wow .. if in

our country must have been so degenerate that Ahmad yes, Jem?” he continued while continuing to ponder. I don't know what he suddenly thought.

"Udah, ah! I don't want to talk about Ahmad. I'm allergic to him!" Rosmawati. He then moved from his seat and changed his clothes.

"Eh, Jem. I thought about it, yes! The Memet are both Arabs, just like Ahmad. Well, if he's really married, that's very new. There are three more slots left, Jem! You still have a chance to be the second one!" cetus Maryam is avenged by Rosmawati.

"Amit-amit yes, Mun! I don't want to be second! I want Memet to be completely mine. Can't be divided!” rosmawati again.

"Lu wants to. He is not," said Maryam without feeling as she gawked out of Rosmawati's room. A moment later, the head of the girl from Sunda reappeared from behind the door. “Luckily yes I have no desire for the same Arab Onta, I am more demen gray eyes. The proof is again I want

proposed,” said Maryam with satisfaction. A few moments later, he heard a voice

humming merrily, “Besooooook. Besooooook .. I'm married!”

Next day.

With a quick step, Rosmawati finally arrived at the office. He headed straight to the HRD room to submit his resignation letter. Mr. Frost, the head of HRD, received the letter directly.

"I'll process your letter immediately, Rose. However, before the dismissal letter officially comes out, you still have to keep working here" explained the bald-headed man with his stomach

that's a little bit bloated. Rosmawati complained slowly.

Seeing the look of objection emanating from the face of the bell girl, Mr. Frost continued his explanation, "Just calm down, Rose! We'll still be counting your paychecks every day."

"It's not because of that, sir. I want to get out of here quickly. How long does the letter of dismissal last?" ask Rosmawati.

"About two or three days, be patient. Does anything bother you that you feel uncomfortable here, Rose?" Mr. Frost asked carefully.

Rosmawati shrugged both of her shoulders. "Nothing, sir," he answered softly. He was forced to lie rather than the man looking for him with all sorts of other questions.

“Alright, hang on for the next three days, Rose,” persuade Mr. Frost.

Rosmawati just nodded slowly. It

you don't have to tell everything to that guy. With a slow step, Rosmawati came out of the HRD room and went straight to her desk. There, Ahmad was waiting for him with a grinning smile that looked far more horror than the grin of a wolf.

“Come, work, Rose! Don't let you here eat blind pay!” Ahmad started his attack. The man turned out to be much more annoying and annoying when compared to the Kiki. However, Rosmawati just fell silent and did not respond at all. The girl instead sat down gracefully and seemed to regard Ahmad as just an invisible creature.

“Hei, Rose! I heard I didn't say what?” repeated Ahmad.

“Towards you, Mat! I don't give a shit. Anyway, three more days I'm no longer here,” said Rosmawati indifferently.

Ahmad was immediately shocked. “Where are you going? To follow Mr. Hayder?” the question was curious but with a half-literate tone.

“Ih, sori yes! Rosmawati is not a lackey! Happy happiness to your boss. I want to find my own soul mate. Local wisdom only,” answers moody.

Ahmad did not answer. He only observed Rosmawati's suddenly moody countenance. “You're not kidding, are you, Rose? You're really gonna resign?”

“Iya, Mat.  I just want to go home. I haven't been home in years. I miss Mak Katemi,” Rosmawati down and sobbing. Whether it was a longing cry for her mother, or a heartbroken cry for Mehmet.

“Saranku, anyway, say goodbye to Mr. Hayders. However, you used to be close,” said Ahmad.

“I’m sorry, Mat. I can’t,” sahut Rosmawati says. He was not as strong as Mehmet who was rejected, Mehmet still struggled to get close to Rosmawati.

“While it's two weeks away, Mr. Hayder plans to return here after all his affairs in Dubai are finished,”, Ahmad said as he glanced at Rosmawati. He wanted to see the reaction of the bell girl over the information he had just given.

“Telah, Mat. Say hello to him, yes! Tell Memet that I am heartbroken and intend to find a replacement,” said Rosmawati. He was so confident that Mehmet would respond to his feelings.

Indra hearing Ahmad sharpened. “Absolutely you have a replacement?”inquiringly.

“Still in the search plan, anyway. I tried to find in gugul but did not find a suitable match,” Rosmawati shrugged her shoulders. He shrugged his shoulders twice today. It looks like it will be his new favorite after a heartbreak.