SECOND TIME - LOVE IN CASTE
6. I OFTEN FORGET

    Not even two months of my training with mbak Nana, today mbak Nana has started to include me in meetings held in the office and outside the office.

            I'm really a hick, how can I get dizzy and almost drunk traveling from the office to the meeting location just because of the fragrance of this luxury car? Oh, my God, this is embarrassing!

I commit kamit in the day 'don't let - don't let', I mean don't throw up. And thanks to God, I'm okay even if it's a little dizzy.

            I followed this meeting very well and became a minutes in this meeting.

"Create the conclusion of today's meeting and deliver my room as soon as possible!" the noble Queen's word was Nana as soon as we set foot in the office.

"Good noble," ehhh keceplosan pemirsah. I closed my mouth with my left hand hugging some of our meeting documents while my right hand was toting my laptop bag.

"What did you say?" asked Nana, I shook my head indistinctly, lest she hear what she called earlier.

"I heard!" firmly, while tightening my teeth, I have not had time to answer because suddenly we heard Mr. Anwar - Big Boss - we giggled.

"That suits you Nana," he said with an amused nudity as he continued to step into the elevator towards the floor where we were working.

I followed the two and got into the elevator which then moved to lift us to the seventh floor.

            Arriving at my work desk located outside the room right in front of the room mbak Nana, Nana,

I made a summary and essence of our meeting with our partner. I finished it quickly and drove into Nana's room.

Ma'am Nana praised my performance, he said I increased seventy percent from last month.

Glad it..

            Days passed, I worked well, but Nana gave me a light task

and heavy and I made it. I am often praised at the end of this and it makes me happy and burns my spirit even more. Good thing I didn't forget myself and floated up because of that compliment, 'cause if it happened, I'd be in

kick hard from my office.

            Today, because one of our partners suddenly changed the meeting for some reason, while Mr. Anwar already has a schedule. Nana will finally go alone and I will

will accompany the big Boss-Pak Anwar-.

            Still a little less confident, because this is the first time I've gone without Nana.

I'm worried, I made a mistake. I was a little nervous when I was in the car on our way. Maybe Mr. Anwar saw me agitated eating he asked,

"You okay, Nar?" ask Mr. Anwar from the passenger seat in the middle. Maybe he saw me like a hot worm that couldn't stand still. Or maybe I heard my loud breaths a few times.

"I'm okay, sir, just a little bit nervous. It's my first time without Nana." I'm honest. Hope he understands.

"Ooo... Just be normal, don't be nervous. This time we will meet young people like you, so relax!" He said with a little bit of puckery.

Let the young man, but the businessman sir, there is no way I take it easy.

Maybe Mr. Anwar meant, because we are young, our thinking is still the same. No! Sir. Young people today are smart, sometimes because of their intelligence, we do not even connect when talking.

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"Good job, Nara!" praise my boss - Mr. Anwar-

"Thank you, sir," I replied in return for his praise, in my heart I was prancing.

The boss' secretary must be in this hand I thought. 'Don't be arrogant' my inner words reprimanded.

"It's young, right?" ask again.

"Yes, Sir. But from the way he spoke it seemed to be very experienced," I replied a little longer.

"Yes, obviously, his father is a famous businessman, and he seems to be following in his footsteps."

Usually, entrepreneurs do. Even children who are underage are already in private right about business.

No wonder, his wealth is hereditary and even richer.

The person who was meeting with us, he said he had served as director. But still very young. I don't even think I'm in thirty yet. But, weh...

            We went back to the office and made a summary as usual which will be signed by Mr. Anwar, but first had to pass through Mbak Nana, he said, he will make sure there is nothing wrong with the report before it is approved by Mr. Anwar.

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"Happy birthday, I have to be healthy soon Ryan graduates from college, I have to be more excited!" I said on the phone to the pretty lady over there.

"Yes, son, I'm definitely gonna be healthier." I could hear Mom holding back the crying, and I knew it was a happy cry.

"Surely, especially soon mother will have a daughter-in-law, mother's daughter plus one more," I said considering my brother who will be married soon. My mother just chuckled happily and said,

"If you already have a daughter-in-law, continue to have grandchildren, mother's affection asks grandchildren more than you." Oh my God, I don't have a plan yet, especially if I already have one.

"Later I disappear and don't come home again" I said no defeat.

"Huss, it's no good to say that," mother's advice hurriedly.

"Hahaha Nara was just kidding mom, no matter how far Nara wandered Nara would still remember the way home," I replied smartly.

            A lot of things we talked about, we gossiped like we used to do at home.

I miss home, but 'unable to go home before it works' my ass again.

            My brother, he's finally gonna let go of his free time. It is appropriate, the age is almost thirty. In our village, for the people who live there, that includes the old. Different things, if you wander. Thirty were young and needed to work hard to boost the family economy. 'For what in the long run, anyway

living in the village as well, the ends must be married to people here and here too.'That's roughly the principle of the collot of the people in my village. Especially if a woman, want her to work farming or labor or PNS even though, age two and five must be married. Otherwise, in the old virgin bed. And his parents will certainly be busy looking for a mate for children. 'Uh, you have no acquaintance who is about to match my daughter, twenty-four still have not been married. What would he be if he married.'

            I ended the phone call with my mom, and then fell asleep in my cozy boarding bed, I opened my social media account, just scrol-scrol, because I'm a lazy human type to write comments on updates my friends sosmed. Sometimes I laugh at the pictures and videos of my school friends, sometimes I sneer indistinctly when reading the status of alay. Until suddenly ...