The CEO Cupu
First Disaster
That afternoon the road was hot. Sorten
tote containing brown envelopes containing CV and April job application letter
walking under the sun. His stomach was hungry, because from morning
filled with white water, that's all there is in the hostel. He is determined today
how he got to get a job. Even if he has to
knock on the doors of all the offices one by one.
April stops in front of a high fence, she
opening his phone saw once again the address the HRD Staff had given him
when I contacted him via chat last night. April made sure it was the correct address
the right. April turned to the right and left looking for security or security guards,
but no one was in sight. Until April finally saw
intercom on the wall near the entrance.
“Good day, I'm with April, candidate
secretary for PT Sigma” said to intercom
“Wait a minute” heard female voice reply
Then the gate shifted. April wails. This
not a PT or an office. It's just a regular house, not a. It's a house.
very very big stay. April cursed inwardly. Though he already
got information about this company last night. PT Sigma Abadi Sentosa's
it is an Indonesian multinational subsidiary. Companies that move
in the field of Electronics, Technology and software, Expansion is carried out
this company for the last 10 years is very good, so all the children
the company is growing well and everything is becoming a multinational company
even multi-international, one of which is PT Sigma. Should have been
the night he suspected why the address he gave was not in an office cluster
regular or on the path of protocol. This is indeed elite housing in the middle of the city, a lot of
also PT which is located here but see from its shape and atmosphere
quiet, it's obviously home. It seems that April was too excited because
getting calls from bona fide companies so not meticulous. Turnstile
it automatically closes behind him. April resigned, if this is a scam and
April has to go home empty-handed. I'm sure this is a scam
requiring her to pay, April will answer no money, because it is
in reality.
A man was waiting for him at the entrance of the house.
His clothes are official and neat, look fitting with his body, a glimpse of April can
assess her expensive clothes, belt with expensive brand logo, shoes
shiny strap with high quality leather, shirt with neat cutting, and,
April could guess the outlet where this man bought it. The hair cut
with the latest mode, fit the shape
her face and from a distance of 5 April steps could smell the perfume of the millions worth of men she wore. April is calm,
this is a human trafficker or syndicate of kidney sellers who are rife, he said,
this guy is too stylish
“April?”ask the man while offering
her hand
“Betul” April welcomes him with a smile
“I Andra Head of HR Department, tuk” he said
april enters the house.
An American-style foyer greeted him, they
then turn towards the long hallway with moroccan-style floor blue and
white, right wall full of paintings of Indonesian painters and
internationals. April recognizes Barli's painting, Basuki Abdullah, and
paintings of romanticism that look not made by people
Indonesia. to the left of the glass walls leads to the outer garden
full of neatly arranged flowers and plants, thick and tall curtains
hanging gracefully on the left and right.
Andra led April into a very large room
it was full of books that seemed to be the workspace of the mansion.
Andra invited him to sit down, then began the interview.
Long and exhausting interview. April tried half to die
foci. Not because of questions he couldn't answer. More because of April
feeling very hungry. Many times he held his breath so that the sound of his stomach was not
roared in this quiet room. Andra ended the interview with satisfaction.
“After this follow-up interview with CEO yes April,
please wait” said Andra while standing from her seat.
“Pak Andra sorry if I was presumptuous, if this is true
interview for CEO of PT. Sigma, why don't we interview in the office sir?” ask
April, still with a suspicious feeling, despite the interview she did
andra was very convincing. Andra stopped at the door and looked over
smiley
“If this interview with the CEO you get away, I will
tell me why” said then disappeared behind the door.
April is back in the daze, not because of the answer
it hangs from Andra, but its turbulent stomach acid makes its head
he was dizzy and made her want to vomit. April staggered towards
the door, intending to find a toilet to spit out its only stomach contents
filled gastric juices. Right at the entrance, the nausea was getting more and more unstoppable,
his eyes turned, his mouth was full, then everything was dark.
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