
The presence of a tiny baby in the wedding of Dimas and Rahma brings a new atmosphere that is more cheerful. Dimas as a new father, he did not want to miss a single moment in the development of his first son.
Meanwhile, there were several changes in the world of work that was cultivated by Dimas.
"Dim, I got a letter addressed to you" Arfan said.
"What letter, sir?" ask Dimas.
"You read it yourself" replied Arfan, giving Dimas a map.
Then Dimas opened the map and read the letter in it.
Dimas was silent and scrunched his forehead while looking at the manager who was smiling broadly at him.
"Congratulations, you get a promotion to the center. You are transferred to Jakarta on the 1st of next month.17 days from now," Arfan said as he greeted and patted Dimas on the shoulder who was still not fully aware of what was happening.
"Hmm it looks like you are still loading," continued Arfan with a small laugh.
"Sit down, have some tea."
Dimas sat back down, but his mind was still floating.
"Sorry sir, how can I be pulled into the center? I'm a Jogja recruit" asked Dimas who did not understand the promotion he got.
"I submitted your name to the position of junior manager in the product development division. Your experience as an assistant for almost 8 years, is enough to prove your performance is above average. In addition, with the status in your education level that should not be appropriate to be in an assistant position. You should be in a position as a manager and it happens that the position of manager in the product development division is soon empty" explained Arfan.
"Cock can be empty, sir?"
"The current manager had a stroke 2 weeks ago and the HRD manager asked for recommendations on names to replace him. I think you deserve to be in that position. I read some of your writings in the company journal about the progress of automotive technology that can be developed in this company. I'm impressed!!"
"I also discussed with Khalis for the recommendation of this position, he immediately sent a letter of recommendation to the center and this morning I got this promotional letter for you. Congratulations again!"
Dimas was still not finished with shock over the promotion of the position that he had not thought of. He immediately contacted Khalis, to express all the feelings in his heart.
In Doha, the sun had just risen and Khalis had just come out of the mosque after performing the congregational prayer which continued with the cult.
"Hmm Dimas, definitely a promotional matter," Khalis murmured before picking up his phone.
"Assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
"Hey, congratulations on the promotion" Khalis said.
"Thank you, Mum. Uh but, how did I get promoted all of a sudden?"
"It's not sudden that you've been my assistant for 10 years, it's time for you to be a manager."
"Product development division? Are you sure I'm in that position?"
"God willing my decision has gone through a considerable process of consideration, based on your performance reports during my time as assistant and Arfan. Look Dim, you deserve it, you deserve and deserve to be in that position. Your brilliant ideas will fit perfectly there."
Dimas' heart did not end with the shock, which caused him to beat fast and hard. Dimas also moved from his room to the mosque to perform the Dhuha prayer service and he hoped for calm afterwards.
That day, Arfan delegated his work to Dimas, while he visited a branch in Solo.
The busyness, makes Dimas forget for a moment the burden he will bear 2 weeks ahead.
Upon returning from work, Dimas took the time to buy food to celebrate his promotion with Rahma.
Time has shown at 19:45 and Dimas has just entered his quiet apartment room. Smelled the scent of a baby that makes Dimas rushed to clean his body before meeting Rahma who was sound asleep beside Ammar, in a tiny baby that triggers his enthusiasm at work.
Moments later, Dimas wakes up Rahma slowly.
"De, de, get up, we'll have dinner first yuk."
Rahma slowly opened her eyes and immediately hugged Dimas as soon as she saw him.
"Anything's been a while?"
"New, it was a shower first. Let's eat together, but Ammar is still sleeping" Dimas asked, grabbing Rahma's hand and holding her to the dining table.
"MasyaAllah Brother? How to buy this much food? This is expensive, Bang," Rahma said when she saw the various foods that filled her dining table.
Dimas smiled and sat Rahma in the dining chair.
"Deliberately buy a lot, all for breakfast tomorrow. It can be stored in the refrigerator."
"Hmm in what order do you shop for this much food?"
Dimas laughed a little.
"Already in WA, Dona, not yet?"
"WA what?" ask Rahma back while checking her WA notification.
"Alhamdulillah, barakallah fiikum! Officially mistress manager for you! Lop lop se-lake if sekebon less! Uh don't be dumb! Kissed trus embraced dong that soon moved to Jakarta. Aahh I want to go home soon and we celebrate together!"
"Wait, there are two possibilities when you read this message. One, you do not know alias confused, because Dimas has not said anything. Then you were moved after reading this message."
"Two, I know it, mbak Dona will definitely WA me with all her excitement."
"Hmm, I picked number 1, really? Yeah, really! I know you guys so well, I know! Yowes met celebrates the new post that uwau's!"
Rahma put her HP on the dining table, her hands trembling.
"Bang, Brother was appointed as manager in Jakarta? We're moving to Jakarta?"
Dimas nodded his head.
"Next month, my brother has started to serve in Jakarta. We're moving out later this month."