
A few weeks had passed, that morning he was preparing to leave for the office. To conduct field surveys to NTT-Kupang.
Hung's words can be held, for the last two weeks, the young man washed his clothes, even how to iron the clothes is quite satisfactory.
Htc ..tok...
Ali, who was wearing a tie, was shocked by someone's knock.
“Hung! What's up?” ask her from behind the door, which she opened a little.
“Waduh ...Mas Ali I pangling really, with his style this morning. Usually never wear a suit, this morning looks more sangar, with the gaze of lice street hair, the bewok is thin-thin also does not exist. Now it looks much younger, Mom! Even younger than me?” praise Hung, watch his interlocutor from top to bottom.
After a light blue suit, with a white shirt interior. Which looks slippery, light, and smooth.
Ah ... It turns out that white shirt that he ironed. Three days ago.
“There is actually no change in my style, it's just that I tidied up the hair and the bewok. Well ...kan now hang out the same young man. I should be able to keep pace from the style and way of thinking.”
“Ya no, let's not like the Fathers?” Moving his face towards Hung.
“Haha, does it make sense too? But by the way neat clothes wear suits, means Mas work office?” Hung's curiosity makes Ali have to sacrifice his time.
But he also does not feel good, if you throw away the young man who wants to wash his clothes.
“Indeed you think I work what?” his god frowned. Make his interlocutor, kegep.
“Let's answer, a tight shirt outfit goes into the pants. What work fit?” Being a cosy-dweller makes it, likes to tease his fellow costars. Especially if you discuss the girls who become Hung scuffles, et al.
He thought his soul was young.
Although his age is decreasing every day.
“Eh .. I forgot to come here to pay the debt. Alhamdulillah mamak TF,” he said to divert the conversation. There was no way he could be honest with the man in front of him. Which he thought of as a debt collector from house to house. If it is difficult, it is no longer helped.
“Lunas ya Mas?” he said when Ali counted the money.
“Sip!” Thumbs up.
“I thank you so much, thank you Mas!” his cleaver cupped his hands together, while turning his body, but his steps came to a halt.
When someone called him.
“What's the Mas, what's the less?” tanyanya turned her body, put on a face of fear.
“Not, have you paid your debt. Here I pay for your services, the last two weeks have washed my clothes!”
Hung was stunned when Ali offered a different nominal amount of money. The money that is offered is neater, and the color is also not random, like the money earlier, purple, green, yellow all there.
“No Mas, I'm sincere!” he said but it cannot be denied. With the word ‘ikhlas', he hopes Ali forces him to accept.
That is truly human nature.
“Already accept it, I don't want usury. By doubling my money with your energy!” Ali pulled the young man's hand and placed the banknote in Hung's palm.
“You are entitled ..for this money. Because you have spent your time and energy. To wash and iron,” he rubbed Hung's shoulder.
“Makasih Mas, without me knowing ....Ali taught me to work. A job I had never thought of before. It turns out it can make money.” Hung wanted to hug the man in front of him. But he said, because not everyone can understand his feelings of pleasure. He is afraid if the hug is interpreted as a form of use or dependence, if he is in need.
***
His conversation with Hung, had an impact on his delay until the office. Before nine o'clock he and his partner had to get to the airport.
After about a dozen minutes, he finally arrived at the office. Ali immediately took his backpack and briefcase. Simultaneously, he met his father who happened to want to enter the office.
It seems that the relationship between father and son, looks graceful. The trigger indicator is not far from the expulsion of Marni on Ali a few weeks ago.
Though clearly, the night before he took his things at Meisya's house. His father sent him a message, to bring his goods to Kuningan.
Butwhat? He was actually expelled. His father should have coordinated Marni. If he's gonna drop his stuff.
But was it purely his father's fault?
I don't know.
“For!” Brahmanta patted his son's shoulder with a look of disbelief.
But for Ali, the parents who praised his son looked natural. It is not natural when parents praise other people's children, as a comparison is not a motivation.
Brahmanta looked at his son closely he knew very well, if his son did not like to dress formally and bossy. Even when meeting with Ali's clients, Ali always wears a plain shirt and black pants. Perhaps this was the first time, his son wore a neat suit and tie.
His son was always dressed simply, or even perfunctory.
“I excuse me Sir!” sahut Ali did not want if employees saw his closeness with his father. Although there were two guards defending them both. But Ali's professionalism, making the two guards assume. What's happening right now. Nothing more than the boss greeting his employees.
Upon arriving in the room, there he was surprised by the presence of Arfa and Deandra.
“Wah ...It's true what Sean said at the time. Iddah period there is no time inddaaahhh,” always Arfa when seeing Ali enter the room.
Aidin and his two companions who were observing a set of buildings on a large sheet turned their heads.
“Anjai ... buzz after deciding divorce ... absolutely .....” Aidin nodded without continuing his words.
The three women who were there stared at Ali intensely, successfully making him misbehave.
“Not ... so .. I just realized if our appearance it has an impact on our work. If we are neat .. it may be that people who work with us feel comfortable, and maybe they feel appreciated, because we are professionals as office workers, that's the impact for them.”
Putting his briefcase on the table, while saying,“ Whereas an impact on yourself(While the impact on yourself) .. makes us also more valued colleagues can even be used as inspiration for others.
“And yes ... with neat clothes .. look internal motivation, optimism, enthusiasm, high responsibility and our maturity.”
“That I just realized at this time, so from someone's advice. I learned to improve myself. Moreover, we will meet the Regent Kupang! So we have to take care of everything well. The most important thing is how we can satisfy our users. Clothing problems, it as a push only.”
“Lu changed a lot Li!” cetus Arfa's.
“Means hanging out at my boarding house,” is not serious.
“Continue hair cut in what order?” sahut Aidin's.
Ali's eyes rolled her eyes upwards, seemingly thinking. “Buck shit!” the answer is original, make everyone laugh.
***
An hour later they entered the airport. And wait for Miranda to come out of security check. On the sidelines of that Aidin who walked behind Ali tried to align his steps and said, “Where is the case?”
“Turn the mediation trial schedule, but this fry is more important. The Universe may have willed. Just pray, hope it goes quickly!”
From the look on his best friend's face, Aidin knew the man walking beside him. Trying to get up from his downfall. And he was sure, Ali would not easily return to believing in love. After the house is in a mess.
Life must go on, could this be the reason Ali changed the way she dressed. To comfort his fragile heart. And wants to free himself. For mental health and happiness.
TBC....