Sorry your Husband I Borrowed
The First Day Staff
In the early morning, at 04.00 wib I was awake. Breakfast Mas Arga, and Fira, I prepared at the dinner table.
Meanwhile, the two of them were still asleep under his thick blanket. Understand this is a holiday. They both race up in the afternoon.
Although Mas Arga breakfast has been served at the dining table. I did not have time for breakfast myself.
But I'm not used to breakfast. Fear of stomach pain. Mending an empty stomach, rather than fitting into the office, early in the morning to the toilet defecate.
"Mas. Fira's milk, I've prepared it at the table. Later if he wakes up, please take care of him," I message the same Mas Arga.
Actually I still can't stand Fira, who is 2 years old. But, what can I do. I have to work.
Today is the first day of being an officer.
My feelings are stubborn. It feels like meeting someone, too! Ahahahahaha!
***
#bismillah. Find a new mood#
After writing that status, I went straight on the way to the office. I am happy with my husband.
"Mas, I'm going to the office." I said. But I don't shake him. Just a parting.
I am grateful to have passed the CPNS selection. At least, with my new status as an employee, it could be a life booster.
In the room where I work, there are many female employees who are also the same age as me.
One by one, the names I tried to remember. Because, they are one field with me, in the Department of Culture.
Among those people, there was one person who seemed cynical while talking to me. But, let. Like it or not. That's his business. Anyway, I feel like there's nothing wrong with him. What's wrong with me, try? I'm new, right there.
"Sister, called father. Being told to the room," suddenly, a young woman, patted me on the shoulder.
Getting the order, I immediately stood up to enter the leadership room. His name is Mr. Robert Airlangga. His office, Head of the Department of Culture.
"You, the new staff? Please adjust quickly to other employees, "command the man whose age I estimate about 45 years.
"Yes, sir," I said, nodding my head.
"OKAY. Well then, welcome to the Department of Culture. One over. I want you to really do your job well, and of course, take responsibility" the man told me.
"Yes, sir." I replied a little nervously while talking to him.
"Squeaky. Why didn't he ask me my name first. These main commands must adjust to other employees. Ah but stupid. He knows or not my name, it's none of my business. He must have known my name, from another employee." I muttered, speaking to myself in my heart.
"Sister, please recap the annual calendar of the cultural agenda. Later after completion, make a report to the leadership," ordered Kak Mona, Kabid Kebudayaan. His position, higher than mine, in that office.
"Yes, sis," I said at his command.
"After being recorded, please deliver directly to the father's room, yes, awaited now," he added.
"Okay, sister." I replied.
I just nodded. Signs understand his orders. I carried out his orders carefully. Let there be no mistake. Because, the first task, will determine my fate in the future.
Whether I'm a reliable staff or a staff that can't work.
An hour later, the recap of the cultural agenda, I'm done. As ordered, I immediately drove to the room of the big boss, Robert Airlangga.
***
Before entering. Knock on the door of boss Robert Airlangga's room.
*Tok tock*
"Come in" he answered.
I put some of the sheets of paper that I had licked directly on his desk. I was still standing in front of him, in front of him. And then he asked me to sit down shortly.
"Sit down," he ordered.
I sat down, as he ordered.
"Hopefully nothing is wrong" I said to myself.
"Down, something is wrong. Wear doodled everything," I murmured miserably.
I saw him adding some notes on the bottom of the sheet of paper I was thrusting.
"Fix it, now I wait!" order him again.
"Okay, sir," I said, grabbing the paper on his desk, and leaving his room.
"Wait," he said.
I turned right to listen to her orders again.
"Yes, sir, what's wrong?" my many.
"There will be a lunch event, so all employees of the promotional field must attend. Including you too, should come along," he said.
"Okay, sir," I answered and I continued my steps away from his study.
A quarter of an hour, revise the list of cultural agendas, run I do, and I immediately drive to the leadership room.
"Yup. Good job" he said, praising my work.
"Tomorrow, we have a meeting with the governor. You come with me to present a number of programs of our cultural agenda" he said.
"I, Sir?" I was stunned to hear his orders.
"Yes. Who else is in my room, besides me are you?" he said in a tone as if blaming me.
"Oh yes, sir. Sorry." I said I apologized to him immediately.
"Where is your id card. Wear. Officers must be disciplined. Use the id card. How to be an exemplary officer." he chirped.
"Unbeloved sir, same as the Administrative person." I said, defending myself.
"I don't want to know anyway. How, tomorrow you have to use the id car. Just first entered the office, it was not disciplined," he protested again.
"Well, sir," I said with my head lowered.
"A few hours, to the restaurant I ordered. You're in the same car as me. There are other staff as well. But, if you do not want to, please join other staff. They used an office car" he said.
"Okay, sir," I said.
"That sucks so much to have a leader like him. If he's not my leader, I've brought someone to life! Ahhahahah!" chirp me in the heart.
If you know having a fierce and annoying boss, surely I will not want to be placed in this service.
"Patience, Winona. Everything will be beautiful in time." I said amusing myself.
***
"Before going to lunch. You come into my room now. You will be with me later. Let the man go first" said the fierce boss through my mobile phone.
"What the hell did he make me one car with him. No, what the other officers said. I'll have to bully them later" I thought to myself.
"Sorry sir, I brought my own car" I said, declining his invitation.
"So, you're fighting the boss?" snapped it.
"I don't want to know. You come into my room for a moment. Because there's something you have to revise, that data!" he commands me.
"Okay sir," I answered, closing my phone. Then rushed to his room.
"severe. He said good job. Now I am being asked to revise again. What the hell would he want. It really sucks, that one leader," I said as I sped up my pace.
In fact, I was ready on the way, to the restaurant he mentioned earlier.
"This please err again," he said, directly thrusting the paper that I had handed over earlier.
"Yes college. After that, we had lunch with the other staff. Especially the field of promotion," he said repeatedly.
"Well, sir," I said.
It's people, make my mood disappear. Where my stomach is rumbling. It was not breakfast in the morning. The worms in my stomach must have been on the demo demanding their rights.
He called someone. Ask for lunch first.
"Please handle the lunch first. Soon on the way," said Boss Robert in front of me.
In fact, the data can actually be done after eating. But, Mr. Robert Airlangga seems to deliberately make me disbelieved. But, what can I do. For the sake of following his orders, I must work well, in his presence.(***)