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I received the document with a slightly wrinkled forehead. This is a test of confidence or a test of ability...? 🤔

I read the document and tried to understand what was written there. After a while, I finished reading and understood the meaning.

"So... How do you think?" Ask the master when he sees me raising my face from the reading before me.

"Em... is this the point they offer for this cooperation?" I asked back. Master nodded.

"Is this the beginning of your cooperation, or have you worked together before?" I asked again.

"This is their first offer of cooperation..." Answer sir.

"So you could say, we do not have the experience to work with them, then maybe the probation contract of this cooperation should not be too long. Three months seems quite master, if less can be extended, if the harm can be immediately decided..."

I then expressed all my opinions about the contents of the cooperation contract. It was like a job interview or a thesis exam. You listened to my opinion without much comment. I don't know, maybe he's just testing my skills. I myself am also self-conscious, surely everything I said has crossed his mind. I'm just trying to show that at least his wife can think. Whether it's right or wrong, it's not as important as just be*go.

Shortly after I finished my opinion, Mr. Nugraha came.

"Mas... " She asked when she saw Mr. Bagas in the room.

"Hem..just came you... " See Mr. Bagas.

"I stopped by the cage at the Pagelaran complex ... They said the chicken was ready to be harvested..." Nugraha replied giving the reason for the delay.

While talking, Nugraha turned to look at me, there was an awkward smile on his lips when he found my presence there. Spontaneously I replied with a respectful nod.

"What time will the Aerospace Forces come?" Ask Mr. Bagas.

"They should call, he said they're near here... " Answer Nugraha.

Nugraha then went to the desk and sat there. Put down his briefcase and look for something in the pile of files that are there.

"This map has Dirgantara... " Say sir told me.

"Oh... Then, how'd you decide?" Ask Mr. Nugraha.

"We can try to work with this self-service company, but there are some points that must be discussed again..." Answer Mr. Bagas. Mr. Nugraha the mangosteen listened to his brother's instructions.

Shortly thereafter, the woman who had been sitting on the bench by the door, entered and told them that the expected guests had come and were waiting for them in the meeting room.

"You just wait here for a second..." Said Mr. Bagas to me before leaving. I'm nodding. They left the room leaving me alone. A drill? Certainly is. Fortunately the woman soon showed up and brought me a cup of tea and a plate of wet cake for a snack.

"Em.. mbak, sorry. May ask?" Said the woman to me, as she delivered the snack.

"Ask what, huh?"

"This boy is ready, sir, huh...?" Ask the woman.

"Oh.. Em.. I am the servant of the lord... " Answer me. I was going to say his wife.. but I'm not like Pede to do my wife sir? 🤔

"But why did you bring the waiter to the office? You must be a special waiter, huh?" Guess the woman while smiling meaningfully. I can only smile while shaking my shoulder. "As much as he thinks of anything." Break me.

"I'm Saras, sir's secretary..." Say the woman again now, extending her hand, asking for a hand.

"I'm Nurul... " Greet me. "Mbak Saras secretary to Mr. Bagas...?" I asked.

"Actually anyway, I am the secretary of Mr. Bagas, but since Mr. Bagas chose to work at home, I officially work for Mr. Nugraha, as the deputy director representing Mr. Bagas..."

"Oh so Mr. Nugraha is the representative and the director is Mr. Bagas... " She slowly concluded.

"Sorry mom. I have to go to the meeting room, we'll talk again next time..." Saras then said goodbye. I'm nodding. Saras passed from the room.

"Prepare the draft cooperation, after ready to bring it to me.... Now I'm going first... " Say Mr. Bagas to Mr. Nugraha.

"Good, mas..." Answer Nugraha. Mr. Bagas signaled me to follow him. I immediately moved, taking a position, slightly behind the master's seat.

The master wheelchair slid out of the room. I followed. Like, along the road I was on, people exchanged glances with friends next to them. I'm almost sure they must be talking about me. It's not that I want to be bad, but why, I'm almost sure that their conversation is negative. I could guess from the look on their faces when they looked at me. But... Ah, that's it, the important thing is I didn't make a mistake right?

As promised, you took me shopping. We went to a big mall. And you know what? I was really touched by the master. In his condition that required him to sit in a wheelchair, master still wanted to accompany me, getting into the mall.

"Master, thank you... " I said as I stepped out to watch him.

"Of that, let's go shopping. Where do you usually buy clothes...?" Ask the master without looking.

"I don't remember shopping, sir... " my Sahut.

"Then, your clothes...?"

"Oh, that... Friends at home gave it to him. Partly because it is not fit, partly because it is bored and not fashionable anymore he said... " I'm honest.

Indeed, all the clothes I have now are people's gifts. Because as I told you before, I have nothing, even a piece of paper, that can help me find my identity. All my stuff and my past are burning with the explosion of the bus that entered the ravine.

I felt your hand grab my hand. I looked up, but the master looked ahead. Only his grasp was a little stronger that I felt, like I wanted to say, that he would always be beside me.

Stalled steps. The master also stopped, he turned to look at me, his forehead slightly wrinkled as if asking, why did I stop.

I stepped forward, immediately kneeling before him. I kissed the hand of the master who held my hand full of respect and gratitude. Yes, I'm very grateful, because you've been willing to raise my degree like this bum to stand beside him.

"Thank you sir... " My words are shrivelled. I felt Master Bagas' other hand touch my head. Not saying anything, but as I looked up, I saw master's smile.

"Come on... " Said later. I stood back up. Then we step back.

Master led our way to a boutique in the mall. It seemed like the boutique was a master's subscription, as I saw, the owner of the boutique itself serving the master, aided by some of his servants.

The owner of the boutique was a middle-aged woman, probably about the same age as Santi's mistress. He welcomed us very kindly. He told his servants to show me their collection of clothes, while he himself accompanied Mr. Bagas in conversation.

I only chose two clothes stels in the boutique, but apparently, the master himself had appointed some clothes to come packed when the shopping was over.

"Gas, congratulations on your marriage... May you be a couple who are sadinah mawaddah warohmah yes... " Say the woman when we say goodbye.

"Thank you... " Our consent is almost the same.

"Nurul.it's the clothes you've chosen, right now... " Submit the woman while showing the other packaging left at the cashier's desk. "This is my gift for your wedding... Hope you like it... " Said again, handing over the package. I was a little surprised to receive the gift.

"Thank you, ma'am... " My words are a little flattered.

"Everything... " The woman's voice patted me on the shoulder slowly.

"Thank you, God..." Whisper my heart. Before, I had never thought of anything else when deciding to get married, other than just to justify myself to Mr. Bagas. But apparently, the marriage gave me something else that I did not dare to hope for all this time.

Now I have family and status, complete with the responsibilities that come with it.

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