TALAQ
Part 96 TALAQ
Arriving at the gate of the factory I immediately came down from the motorcycle father with a hasty step I went to the room of the Chess pack, it turns out that in the room of the Chess pack there is already Priska's mom and HRD manager.
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"Lake in!" order Chess sir from the inside.
"Assalamu'alaikum, sorry sir I'm late" I said nervously with a heart that was pounding.
"Please sit down first Fah!" mr. Chess' orders remain authoritative.
"Then excuse me sir." said HRD manager.
"Please sir, for the next step I will inform you again" said Mr. Chess friendly.
"I'm done I'm going to go to my room Ton, come on Fah." Priska's mom said goodbye.
"Let's go." I replied with a friendly smile.
Now in the room, Mr. Chess lives me and Mr. Chess, Mr. Chess looks at me with a gaze full of question marks "There's a problem mbak, it looks very restless?"
"I'm sorry, sir, there's a little problem" I said a little hesitantly.
"Say!" the order of Chess.
"Look sir, for later in the afternoon I may not go home as usual, not overtime I mean, not I do not want to work overtime but my work takes home, and sorry sir, I ask permission to the father during my trial has not been completed I ask permission to go home at office hours" I said.
"Tomorrow your trial schedule, did your ex throw a tantrum?" ask the Chess curious.
"Yes, sir, because you are so worried about me, you ask me to go home, at the office" I said honestly.
"What's really going on? Can you tell me, is the threat from your ex very dangerous?" ask the Chess sir while furrowing his brows.
"I think so sir, because if you have said that there are indeed dangerous things, but what? I don't understand, only you understand." I said honestly.
"Alright, I'm sorry but I hope your work still has to be completed on time, I'm sure you can." said Mr. Chess.
"Thank you sir, may Allah always protect the father and have mercy from Allah SWT. I will try as much as possible sir." I said relieved.
I immediately returned to my room to finish my work, since becoming secretary of Chess sir I work more and more. As of today I have to complete the contract documents of cooperation with three companies at once, not to mention checking some files that must be deposited to the Chess pack.
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My intercom reads apparently from the reception desk.
[Mbak Fah, there's a call from an advertising agency] receptionist.
[Connect, thank you] me.
[Good afternoon Pt Cakra Lima] I.
[Good afternoon mbak, mbak I just want to inform you if the filming of the ad will be held in another week, whether there is a schedule change from Mr. Chess or not, if there is a schedule change, if Mr. Chess agrees we will immediately prepare according to the previous agreement, and leave for the city of Madiun as scheduled] advertising agency.
[For the moment there is no change sir, and it still remains the same according to the previous agreement] I.
[Thank you, ma'am, if there's an immediate change of info, terakir tomorrow] agency.
[Okay, sir, definitely my infokan, thank you] me.
After receiving the call I resumed my duties, because I was too much work I did not realize if the clock had shown at four in the afternoon, as soon as the office hours after I immediately packed, packed, packed, afraid of waiting. Finished packing my work desk and also bring some files to take home I immediately say goodbye to Mr. Chess. When I say goodbye Mr. Chess is still busy with his work, actually I am not so hearty to go home early, but there is no choice I have to obey what father said.
Out of the office I immediately met the father who was waiting for me in the parking lot near the security guard.
"Not overtime mbak?" ask the security guard.
"Mboten, sir, my job is to take home." I replied kindly.
"Assalamu'alaikum." said my father to the security guard.
My father and I left the office and headed home.
In the room Mr. Catur bu Priska is accompanying the Chess sir there is indeed an important thing that they have to work on and must be completed on time.
"Afifah, the tumben has gone home Ton?" tanua bu Priska while checking files.
"Tomorrow his trial schedule, let it rest, and it looks like there will be a big problem, he asked permission this morning not to overtime until the trial is finished" said Mr. Chess suspiciously.
"Aren't you investigating him or asking him?" ask Priska.
"No, I wasn't at least in detail, but it looks like her ex-husband broke up, two weeks ago I heard her ex mortgaged her motorcycle and the pawnshop came charging Afifa." obviously Mr. Chess while remembering the incident a few days ago.
"Astaqfirullah hal'adzim." bu Priska immediately beristigfar while sniffing chest.
"Afifah used to be able to marry him how the story is" said Mr. Chess astonished.
"Destiny, yes that's the answer that is always thrown by Afifah" said Priska while checking the documents.