
Finished from the inauguration of the construction of the new factory, we all returned to the office is no exception. I followed Ms. Irma's entourage and her parents around the factory checking the state of the factory and greeting the other employees kindly. Because the time is limited they all invite to talk even briefly with the employees.
All factory employees welcome him enthusiastically, rarely and not necessarily once a year factory owners come to the location of the factory greet the employees or talk directly with employees.
Finished going around the factory we all went back to the room of the Chess pack for a break and a bit of work. Being in the middle of the Chess pack family made me very uncomfortable, but since they forbade me from leaving then I joined them anyway. Mr. Chess, Ms. Irma, Ms. Priska and her parents were discussing work, I accompanied her brother to sit on the sofa with Mr. Anam.
"Whose name are you ayu ?" ask my brother
"Afifah, Kung "I replied politely
"Where, have you worked in this factory for a long time ?" ask the staff again
"Sli here only Kung, from Asemgede village, in the factory of more than 12 years Kung "I answer politely.
"Asemgede village, know the tomb of Mbah Kyai Grinting, I often pilgrimage the tomb there" said kakung look enthusiastic when he heard my answer.
"Know, Kung happens to be my hut close to the tomb, please stop by Kung if you are on a pilgrimage, "I replied.
"If I prefer fishing at times, cool, fishing while refreshing the brain" said Mr. Anam.
"Your habit Nam "as well as kakung" used to be as far as I live in the tomb area only the school of Mbah Kyai, but somehow now "said Kakung laugh.
"Still with Kung" I replied a little hesitantly, Actually I don't want many people to know about my ancestors either.
"You, Mbah Kyai !" guess sister.
"Yes, Kung "my answer is a little unpleasant.
"Worthy, I have guessed from earlier" said Kakung while mangosteen.
"when the day I go fishing there, same Tono, want to stop by but Tono does not want to" said Pak Anam while drinking coffee.
I half can't believe what Anam sir, Catur, was fishing in the river with Mr. Anam, in the river near my house.
"Sir, Mr. Anam if you are on a pilgrimage please stop by our hut" said I was stale.
Discussion work between his parents Chess is finished, they join us to sit back on the sofa.
"It seems very serious" said Mr. Chess who joined us.
"Other times, inshaallah did not stop by " replied Anam
"Almost, where's Mas ?" ask the Chess curious.
"Ask yourself to Kakung and your secretary "command Mr. Anam, to the Chess sir.
"Where, Kung ?" ask the Chess sir more curious.
"It's not time you knew, Le!" answer me calmly.
"If the kakung has said so there must be something "aloroh pak Cakra owner of Cakra Lima father of Pak Chess company.
"Sir, don't forget the promise, Saturday I wait at Priska's house" said Irma's mother who just sat on the sofa with Cakra's mom.
"Cah ayu thank you for taking care of my flower, he is a bit difficult when it comes to eating" added Cakra politely
"Inshaallah, Ma'am, Kung" I replied accordingly
"Pris, you're looking for a secretary for your sister!" exclaims bu Cakra praises bu Priska
"Don't be a secretary, Ma, even for my wife I know mah, so tuyul Tono taste "lack of Priska
"Awas, yes mbak " complained Chess sir.
"Have been on the old, do not argue "protest Mr. Cakra.
Hearing the words of everyone in the room Mr. Chess smiled, only the Chess sir was a little manyun, while I did not really understand the meaning of the words of the kakung and the family of the Chess sir. It turns out that if you are with them very warm, love each other.
Although almost six months I became a secretary - his Chess sir I did not know about his personal life, Mr. Chess. Similarly, Mr. Chess is also not very know about my life, our closeness is just a boss and ordinary secretary no more, even what the name of the wife of the Chess sir I do not know, either, what else is his face.
Exactly at 4 pm the family of Mr. Chess came home, in the office only left me and Mr. Chess only because there is work that we have to finish as soon as possible. Me and Mr. Chess remain in the room of Mr. Chess because the work we have to finish both so quickly.
Without talking a lot, I and Mr. Chess focused on work, it did not feel that the time had shown at 9 pm, and a phone call from Fauzan had filled my phone screen.
[I still have a lot to do, Zan, as usual, wait at the security guard post] I said as I received a call from Fauzan
[I, already in the security guard post, Ma'am] replied Fauzan
[Alright, in an hour I go home] I said as I stretched my muscles
[Beres, ma'am] Fauzan replied briefly.
I immediately finished my work regardless of the Chess sir who was still focused on the laptop and the files. At 10 pm I ended my work even though it was not finished, because Mr. Chess told me to go home first.
"Bak go home alone or get picked up ?" ask Chess to me when I pack.
"Already, picked up sir "I replied politely
"Alright, I thought if no one picked me up I could take the bus home, because it was very late" said Mr. Chess.
"Thank you, sir "I replied.
"Kabari if it's home "order Mr. Chess.
"Good sir "
I say goodbye to Mr. Chess, I live alone Chess sir in his office. After my departure, Mr. Chess remained engaged with the computer and the files.
I took my foot to the security guard to meet Fauzan who had been waiting for me for an hour. As soon as I met Fauzan I immediately went up to Fauzan's car, Fauzan rode his motorcycle at high speed to get home. All the way through my mind about the words of the Chess family last afternoon, but did not find a meaningful answer.
Arriving at home I immediately entered the house, my house was so quiet because Afriana slept in the house of my parents. As per the message from Mr. Chess, I immediately sent a message to Mr. Chess if I have arrived home safely. No need to wait long Chess sir immediately reply to my message even if only the word OK.
Immediately I put my body on a mattress that is dull, but still feels good because the body is too tired. It did not take long my eyes were closed quickly, fateful tonight the dream came back, a dream about the Ringgo mas that brought Afriana forced to stay away from me. As in the previous dream my cry was not able to melt the hardness of heart.
"Astaqfirullah hal adzim "murm when I woke up from my sleep and immediately sat down.
I immediately stood up to grab some water ablution "May it be a mere dream "my mumble while stepping towards the bathroom.