
Tini's mind is divided very complicated. Part of his mind imagines the fanfare his younger siblings are facing in planning a reception, part of which is divided between tasks in the office that are still not clear form, he said, some are divided on the desire to meet Dijah to spill the whole story.
Another about Wibisono who told him that he had given the down payment to the owner of one house he was expecting. Clue from the man was just one sentence, ‘Close to a TK’.
Tini's heart was instantly lumpalitan. He knew very well the kind of kindergarten Wibi meant. If indeed the estimate is correct, the house that has been paid the down payment is only a hundred meters from the house of Colonized.
Tini can't wait to tell Dijah that soon he can bring a plate of fried yam to his best friend's house as their capital is gossiped for four hours.
That morning she was dressed up. The fashion that Tini applied that morning was a calm career woman. He felt the need to pump his confidence first through neat grooming.
Shortly after locking the room door, Tini saw all the boarding house residents in front of their respective rooms.
Boy who every morning had to go to a bread and jam supplier to shop for his merchandise stock. Asti who sat in front of his room waiting for Bayu's invitation. Dara who is preparing to leave for campus, also Mak Robin who is heating his motorbike is preparing to deliver Robin to school.
“If we are far apart like this, I want to give you a notice. In the next few days, maybe the clothes sent by Evi will be nyampe. Well, if nyampe and already in my hands, we will be meeting in the house of the Colonized. I went to Colonized, he answered okay. Now I take care of my job first. I also want to go back to Surabaya the day after tomorrow. So it is certain that the meeting will be held after the day after tomorrow. Okay well? Understand everyone?” tanya Tini, looked at all the flabbergasted cost residents staring at her.
“Everything is silent means agree. I leave first,” said Tini, stepping away from the boarding page.
“Padahal can walk to the front of the alley together. But don't want to wait at all,” said Boy in a grim tone.
“Do not cry you, Boy!” mak Robin exclaimed in an amused tone. “Kalo the Tini is that relaxed, there must be someone waiting for him in front there. Don't play your drama early in the morning,” Mak Robin told Boy.
And it's true what Mak Robin said. In front of the alley, Wibisono's car was parked on the side of the road. The man wants to take his future wife to the office before he himself finishes his business.
“Morning,” Tini said when opening the car door. Tini threw her bag first into the car and her left hand held the car door as a restraint. Wibisono immediately reached out his hand to help Tini get into the front seat.
“Do I have to change my sedan, yes? Let the car go lower" Wibi joked.
“Not working, Mas. Ngerepotin switch to sedan car. Mending buy a ringklik just make my footing go up. More practical,” replied Tini, smiling sweetly.
Wibisono chuckled at Tini's reply. “You are funny,” said Wibi, reverberating Tini's hand and putting the back of his future wife's hand on the cheek. Tini looks straight to wet her lips.
“We go straight to your office, right? Have breakfast?” ask Wibi when she starts driving.
“Udah breakfast. It's already, right?” tanya Tini change. Wibi nodded as she re-echoed her hand. He immediately returned to wet his lips.
Tini's heart is like a garden filled with various kinds of flowers. Except for carrion flowers and chicken dung flowers. Wibi who picked up from the boarding house and drove to the office became a special doping for him. Moreover, the appearance of Wibi that morning was very unheard of. If only not thinking about the fate of Dayat's college was in his hands, it felt like Tini wanted to be under Wibi's armpits all day.
“It's arrived. Today I will travel to many places. I had to go back to Surabaya. So ... You did a good job today. If there's anything, let me know immediately.” Wibi spoke while confirming the location of Tini's bag strap slung on her shoulder.
“Good. It didn't feel like the office. It feels, really, really cool, huh? Why not bring the road to melewatin Bekasi just so long nyampenya?” janda Tini, pretend to tidy up her bag strap on the shoulder.
“The core is neat,” wibi chirps, chuckle.
Wibi's laughter in the morning turned out to be very melodious. It is different from the laughter of Wibi at night. But it seems Wibi's laughter during the day is good too, Tini's inner.
“I go down first,” said Tini, fingered the car door handle. He only touched the handle, but never pulled it open.
“Waituin something?” wibi Goda, holding back laughter. “If so, here I kiss first. Let the work be more enthusiastic,” said Wibi, leaning his body towards Tini and kissing the cheek of his future wife.
“Oh,” shriek Tini, fingered her cheeks.
“If morning on the cheek. Honey, the lipstick's gonna fall apart. Coming home later in the afternoon, I will upgrade.” Wibi opens the car door from the center button on her right side.
When stepping foot into the lobby, Tini had imagined that her work would be completed in the afternoon. She will return home picked up by Wibisono and travel with her future husband to take advantage of their very narrow time.
It turns out the plan is a plan. Fifteen minutes later Tini was staring at the proposals that have been printed neatly as many as six pieces. Instantly the shadow of coming home from work on time evaporated just like that.
“This is a product proposal from an oil palm plantation factory owned by Cahaya Mas Group. There are chocolate and milk products, cosmetics, soap and shampoo ingredients, butter and margarine, instant noodles, bread and cakes, and laundry detergents. Of all these proposals, you have to convince our previous consumer companies to keep using our products or increase the use of our company products,” said Larasati, who is the head of marketing division at Cahaya Mas.
“This is all I have to offer?” tanya Tini with a daunted look.
He dared to go to each company to convince about the superiority of Cahaya Mas products. How hard is it to convince old consumers? After all, all this time they have been using Cahaya Mas products. It is more similar if it is called bercilaturahmi keep consumers from running to new products. But there was a little bit of a wedge in his heart.
“All this you can choose,” said Larasati. Pinning down all the proposals on the table for Tini to see. “All your friends have taken two each. Eh—wrong. You should take at least two. You are up to take how many products,” added Larasati again.
The problem is, Tini is not only thinking about selling or offering. The real problem is that he has to memorize the advantages of all those products. He must really understand what he is trying to offer.
A moment of frowning, Tini then nodded steadily.
“OK, getting here is clear, right? Tanya Larasati distanced one proposal that was on his right side. “Oh, yes, because this is a fairly giant project, you are not required to be able to sell. Rudely, you just have to be friendly. There is no target. But ... well, if you succeed in making the company your destination to buy, increase stock of goods, or extend cooperation, you will also get incentives,” said Larasati.
“Instructive?” Tini rounded her eyes.
“Yup, really. Each of these proposals has a different value. This one is worth 20, it's 30, it's 40.” explained Larasati, pointing to each proposal on the table.
“Twenty, thirty what, Bu?” With a look of curiosity, Tini looked at Larasati.
“Twenty million, thirty million. All of them are worth tens of millions of incentives. That's a reasonable amount. Do not be lethargic because you hear the number a little. The job is also not too difficult. Well, which project do you want to take?” repeat the Larasati.
Don't be lethargic right away? After the expression of love from Wibisono, the words about the incentive were also like water well in the morning. Invigorating. Everything is worth amazing.
But Tini doesn't know how hard the job is. What if he took all those projects, he could be blamed for not selling them?
Tini wet her lips.
“I can learn first, right, Mom?” ask Tini in a timid tone. He was very worried and cautious in the office. “And if you may know ... which other one is the product proposal what?” tanya Tini, pointed to one proposal played by Larasati.
“Oh, this is biodiesel. The incentives are huge. If you succeed in signing a contract with a company that uses biodiesel products, one company can have hundreds of millions of incentives. But it's too heavy. You will not be able to,” said Larasati while shaking little.
Tini was silent again. Hundreds millions? Hundreds millions? Did he not hear wrong? There is no sanction if it does not sell. And he already has a decent base salary. There's no harm in him trying.
“How about I try that one? Can, Ma?” ask Tini who feels challenged.
Larasati pursed her lips for a moment, her face looked uncertain. But then the woman nodded and handed Tini the biodiesel proposal.
“Alright, I'll excuse you. You can learn first about biodiesel,” said Larasati. The woman then left Tini and reached into the cell phone from her pocket.
While walking towards his room, Larasati typed a message on someone.
‘Pak, done yes. True guess of Father. Tini Suketi did choose biodiesel proposal.’
To Be Continued