The Noodle In Love
04. Denise

Just the name of quality control, even though my work time runs out to tick and fill in false data. If only I were honest and really made the checks, in one process room my time would not be enough. And this is an open secret for us, the QCs. Only hope God will be pleased with our salary.

But that doesn't apply to miss Yong. She is a tolerant woman. Supervisor of work discipline and all-perfection. Rarely does anyone survive in the QC division for long. How many people this month new workers in and out of QC. Some filed for a division move and some just ran away.

The effect is like this, the lack of members in the work team. So there is no choice for us. Very forced to take shortcuts, namely cheating work and data.

Miss Yong does not accept any reason if our work is not done according to time and procedure. Then the best ninja path is to fill the data quietly in place. We write fake results based on mere research. It may be perverted, but this is a very appropriate temporary solution.

"Mister, what's up? It looks really exciting to talk," I asked ita mbak. Just saw a serious talk with one of the line leaders in the packing. He's guarding the packing line production area, while I'm at the back end, manufacturing area and frying noodles this week. And we will exchange tasks every week with a routine.

"Report supervisor Andrew is coming this afternoon. But just now there was news, did not come, sick," said mbak Ita explained to me. 

"So when did it come, ma'am?" ask me without interest.

"I don't know, Ling," replied Ita while opening a seal from a cardboard noodle that will be inspected by her.

Andrew is one of the supervisors who control the packing area. And for almost a week, he didn't see the trunk of his nose in the least. Reportedly, Mr. Andrew was fired by the manager after being caught passing one of the many palletized noodle seasonings. Somehow the story, instant noodles that have been neatly packed in cardboard with a number of dozens of pallets that can not be detected wrong entry seasoning.

The disappearance of Mr. Andrew, along with the retreat of QC Mira, my coworker who had been cursed all out by my QC boss, miss Yong. After getting a painful snitch that morning, Mira went straight to the locker, took everything to take home and never returned. 

Miralah was on guard at the packing line that night. Somehow the story, instant noodles that have been neatly packed in cardboard with a number of dozens of pallets that can not be detected wrong entry seasoning by him. 

Dozens of pallets containing cardboard noodles are ready to send, detected wrong seasoning when Kak Vira, QC part of the lab, took two packs of noodles to be taken to the lab as product samples. QC lab always take random samples for products that run in a packing machine per day. And incidentally the product taken is a package of noodles that wrong seasoning it.

"Bak, I'll take a break, yes" I said to Ita. It's fifteen minutes break time for breakfast at nine.

"Yes, just a moment later I bow," whispered mbak Ita while grinning down. There's CCTV surveillance, we can't see any teeth in the production area.

"No way,,!" I cried while sneering. Caught break together, can be skinned by us same miss Yong. We had to take a break…

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Eating this delicious is a little out of focus. Come and sit next to me a man I don't know. Wearing black pants and long legged shirt is very neat. Sure that the man in white is the new staff in the company. Accidentally, our gaze met while we were both looking. I threw a sweet smile and was met with great warmth by her.

"Hey, are you staff?" asked the handsome man while looking at my uniform.

"No, it's just the QC team department, ", I replied with a smile.

"Yes, it's been on the staff" the man told me. The cafeteria was quiet, only I was in staff uniform among the canteen visitors.

"Anging new officers?" aska I want to know. The man was not in uniform. Bespectacled, with short-sleeved shirt very neat.

"Yes.. In the PPIC section," the man explained. I think he is Chinese. And the answer is surprising. 

"PIC section heads,,?" I try to try to look calm.

He nodded in confirming. As I also know, the longtime division head of PPIC or Production, Planning, and Inventory Control has resigned. Return to Singapore land.

"My name is Denis" said the new employee, who finished his drinking and eating.

Feeling a bit disinclined with him. Denis equals miss Yong. It could even be higher. But, this man was very friendly and not arrogant like miss Yong. Either with his own men in the field.

"It's been a long time working here, Ling?" ask Denis.

"Not yet, it's still five months, bang," I replied.

"What are the leaders of depnaker recruits?" ask Denis to keep investigating.

"Follow recruit. There is no one here, so I don't know independently" I explained to him.

"Where from?" ask Denis by looking me in the eye.

"Blitar, Java," I answered honestly and turned away from him.

"Where do you live now?" ask Denis again.

"In the lower housing," I answered quickly.

"Housing? Shouldn't the recruit have to stay in the dormitory?" ask Denis to investigate suddenly. And I was so surprised.

Oh, yeah Robb, I'm letting go saying. Well, now, this is what makes me go wrong. Between honest and non-existent. Maybe I look nervous now.

"Why, you look scared of me. Relax, Ling. I'm not a corporate spy" Denis explained with a big smile.

"Do Denis understand??" many wonder.

"Yes. HRD we are my friend. I used to go with him to the factory's children's dorm block" Denis explained.

"What's the reason you're on staff, so you're not in the dorm?" tanyanya is investigating.

"It should have been, living in a dorm. But I had to cost it outside." I explained the end, but I hope Denis doesn't have to ask more details.

"Why?" ask Denis. And this is what I don't like.

"In the dormitory is very rowdy," I answered briefly. Hiding other facts I don't need to tell her. It was a relief when I saw the man beside me with the mangosteen.

"Bang, I'm ahead.. Later the advantages," I said with a goodbye to Denis while glancing at the wall clock in the canteen.

"No more?" ask Denis before I turn this body around.

"Yes, bang. Marii," said my words and turned around. Then darted away to go back to war in production. 

Worried if more minutes of rest. Miss Yong likes to get off the field at break time and will audit us out of the blue. He's not helping the field, but going out to the area just to investigate our work. Whether it's a data record, or a real prodak in the field. 

If there are mistakes and prodak outside spec, the men are the ones who are scooped and rebuked. Not to help give automation to the production people, but rather to give us high presure. The QCs work under unsettling pressure from it.

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