TALAQ
Part 94 TALAQ
Today was a very tiring day for me, when my heart was still in turmoil but my work was also a lot, by trying as much as possible I finish all my work despite some mistakes up to three times I get a reprimand from Mr. Chess. The first mistake I forgot not to include the date on the file to be sent to the headquarters, the second I was wrong email and the third I wrongly submitted the data of the Chess sir, mr. Chess asks for sales data instead of raw material stock data that I submit.
A day full of struggle, finally my work was just finished at nine o'clock at night, as usual I asked to be picked up by Fauzan. As usual Fauzan never refused but when I want to clean up the files suddenly Fauzan call if can not pick up because Nafisa is sick.
"It's ready, mbak." Suddenly, Mr. Chess is in front of my desk.
"Eh... Good night sir." I said in surprise.
"I, take my mother home, Fauzan had told me that his wife was sick and could not pick you up" said Mr. Chess.
"Thank you, sir let me just ride the gojek." I tried to reject Chess's offer.
"I know what you mean, let me drive you home too late is not good for you if you go home alone, I will not use a car to drive you, this morning I rode a motorcycle, this morning, so let's just say I'm a motorcycle taxi driver." said Mr. Chess a little pushy.
" I'm sorry, sir, today I made so many mistakes that you also have to go home late" you said apologizing.
" Don't think too much mbak, make mistakes that are common names are also normal humans, it's the night I take you home." invite Mr. Chess.
I followed Mr. Chess's step out of the office, when I arrived at the parking lot I saw the Chess's motorcycle over there" this was a coincidence or deliberate." My inner being while wearing the helmet that I carry myself, ever since I got on the shuttle I've always had a helmet with me.
On the way home between me and Mr. Chess just silent noiseless, my mind is still wandering about the next trial process, while the Chess sir is focusing on riding his motorcycle.
Thirty minutes passed by Chess sir's motorcycle was already in my yard, I immediately went down and said thank you, as soon as I got down, Mr. Chess immediately left my house because it was too late at night.
"Assalamu'alaikum, sir, how is Nafis?" I said to the father who was sitting on the porch waiting for me.
"Wa'alaikum salam, have not gone home now still to the doctor, your son has slept your mother also went to the doctor" said the father.
"Since when is Nafisa sick? It was healthy this morning" I said.
"So afternoon he fell in school, and his stomach was often cramping so last hour and a half nine was immediately taken to the doctor, maybe a little night came home, you slept here Afri, friend Afri, let me wait for them to come home." said my father.
"Prince sir."
While lying down I sent a message to Fauzan to ask about the state of Nafisa, thank God everything is fine just because it is exhausting and also because it had fallen so Nafisa had to rest a few days and should not work that heavy.
[Snap tubs rest, it's late at night, take care of your health] Mr. Chess.
[Don't mind too much] Mr. Chess.
[As long as his wife Fauzan is sick I will take you home, pity Fauzan and also father, I have asked permission to father, and father has also allowed, pity, if his wife Fauzan is healed then Fauzan will pick you up] Mr. Chess.
Reading the message from Mr. Chess made me stunned, when he asked permission to the father and when he spoke with Fauzan, with a question mark feeling I approached the father who was still on the porch of the house.
"Sir!"
"Yes, Fah, aren't you asleep yet?" ask father.
"Sir, is it true that my boss has asked my father for permission to take me home?" just be careful and sit next to my dad.
"Why? you don't like it?" dad asked me back.
"Emmm... Not so sir." I argue.
"Well, you did allow it a month ago he asked permission from you, and two weeks ago my brother also met me, you rest, you rest, just a few days after Nafisa recovers Fauzan will pick you back, what you did for your safety, Fah, I do not want you harmed by Ringgo, I believe in your boss, go to sleep, believe in your decision." said the father explained
" Good, sir."
I no longer ask the father or argue, while chatting with the father I reply to a chat from Mr. Chess.
[Thank you, sir for the help, sorry if I trouble you, you shouldn't offer help to me and my family].
I really don't know what Chess is really doing to my family, and what it means and purpose to see my father, I don't know if I'm getting any more clueless.
[No bother mbak, our fellow humans must help each other right, it is not possible if the nights nyiruh father or mas Jamal to pick you up, anyways we are office, so do not hesitate, mbak]