Just a Servant
Eat...

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"Get in...!" A voice from within. Whose voice, surely the voice of Mr. Bagas...

"Excuse me... " My greetings while pushing the door of Mr. Bagas' room, and directly stepping in. I see, Mr. Bagas is already in front of his desk, in front of the pile of files that I compiled yesterday.

I didn't close the door to that room. I deliberately left it a little open, in order to reduce the groggy feeling I felt, when I imagined, if we were just the two of us in that closed space.

Now I stand near Mr. Bagas.. still a safe distance yes gaes. about 2 meters so. The head lowered and both hands clung to the front.

"What can I help you with, sir?" I asked, raising my face for a moment to look at the master and immediately looked down again, as if afraid to be found out to have been rude to him.

"Nur, can you hold a computer?" Ask sir.

"Hold...? That means...?" I asked back. If only the ordinary GRIP who can't?

"I mean operate a computer... Can you not?" Said Mr. Bagas explaining. From the tone of his voice there was a tone of annoyance there. Maybe he thinks I'm so stupid that he doesn't understand what he's saying.

"Maybe you can master... What program?" I asked back. I feel like I'm familiar with computers.

"Yes, the usual Microsoft Office programs... Did you go to school or work on a computer?" Ask the master again.

My brain reflex works to dig a memory grave in the head...

"I don't know, sir..." Answer me finally. I gave up. Added excavation even more sick. Better let the memory come back on its own.

For a moment I felt Mr. Bagas staring at me. Either I'm empathizing, or I'm measuring my abilities.

"Try you here. Please read this report, then you input the data here... " Mister Bagas's order at last.

I approached.

"Sit there... " His order again while pointing at the chair beside him. Slowly with a little awkward I sat down.

"This.. here there are several groups of data, try to read, and enter according to the column... " Mister Bagas gave instructions while showing me which parts I should pay attention to.

I tried to focus and ignore the heartbeats that had been crazy when I realized, if we had sat too closely in looking at the same piece of paper. Fortunately, my focus is back. I feel comfortable doing this task. More than familiar, I feel.... I don't know, maybe this is what I used to do.

I did my job, with Mr. Bagas sitting checking the other documents, not far from where I was sitting. Until suddenly...

KRIEKK...

There was a sound of hunger interrupting our privation to work. The sound of my stomach. It was so clear in our silence.

Instantly I raised my face to look at the master just to make sure and hope that you do not hear the full hum of pain.

Mr. Bagas's forehead looks wrinkled.

I grimaced covering up the embarrassment that just appeared.

"You haven't eaten yet?" Ask Mr. Bagas. I nodded and went back down. Shame yes, but it's useless to lie, because I'm really hungry. My wall clock lyrics. It's ten o'clock past.

I heard the sound of Mr. Bagas' breathing. Then I saw him pressing his cell phone keypad.

"Take the food to my room... "

"..."

"Yes." Yeah." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Can Ge eR not really me, if you think Mr. Bagas ordered food for me... 😅

"Other times, if it is time to eat, you should say and ask for time to eat. I don't want your job to go hungry... " Say Mr. Bagas. Whether it's advising or commanding... The answer is the same...

"Yes sir..." I said while continuing the work that was delayed for a moment. Ignoring the sudden hunger was also excruciating when the focus of my work shifted.

"Excuse me, sir... " Hail. He could not knock on the door because both of his hands were used to hold the tray. Through the door that was already open, he could see us who were struggling with various files on the table.

"Sir, I'm delivering your lunch menu, sir..." Said. While his eyes were directly aimed at me, like asking for help with his luggage.

"Hem... " See Mr. Bagas, responding to Yudi's words.

Just getting 'Hem' from master made Yudi awkward to go further inside. Yudi gestured to me, for me to immediately take over the tray in his hand.

"Sorry, excuse me for a moment, sir..." I said as I got up from my seat to help Yudi. Mr. Bagas did not reply, but he shifted to give me some freedom to move.

I received a tray from Yudi, then brought it and placed it on the table, in front of the single sofa that was opposite the bed.

"There's something I can still help you with, sir...?" Ask Yudi while facing Mr. Bagas.

"Get me coffee..What do you want to drink, Nur?" Mr. Bagas' orders at once asked me.

"Did? I...?" I asked back in doubt. I don't expect to be asked like that. I'm mah, just a waiter, dapet remaining juice from the glass blender orders the boss already very seneng. This is again until asked what to drink... 😅

"Normally, Nurul likes, if the remaining blanderan juice master... " Judy chirps made me spontaneously swerve towards him. Yudi instantly covered his mouth with a palm. His facial expression showed that he regretted it...

"You like it, juice? Yeah, just ask what juice to bring all of you here later..." Said Mr. Bagas while looking at me. I immediately threw a glance towards Yudi. Yudi grimacing.

"Just whatever, Yud." My word finally freed up the choice. Usually, if you are free to work, I like to imagine the fresh drink what fruit juice is. but pas asked why even confused yourself... ⁇ ️

"good. Excuse me sir.. Yuk, Nur..." Pamit Yudi's. I'm nodding.

"God, Yud..." My exclaim, before Yudi reaches the doorstep. Yudi looked at me for a moment and smiled. His smile was like saying "no problem..."

After Yudi's death, I now face Mr. Bagas.

"Please sir, if you want to take a lunch break first, I arrange it now huh...?" I said while taking the plate that was in the tray. Mr. Bagas did not answer anything, but he approached and noticed the menu that Yudi had brought earlier.

"Take me that rice and chicken, stir-fry it too..." Master orders while pointing the side dish in the form of chicken soy sauce and stir-fry kale mixed with small shrimp.

I picked up rice for master while half-deadly holding back the saliva that it felt was already at the tip of the tongue....

"It's mister..." I said while handing over the master plate.

Mr. Bagas received his plate and moved towards his desk. He put away the papers, just to give him a place to put the plate.

I rushed over and helped him. Yes, the table on the sofa was indeed too short for him, while he also could not eat if he did not use the table.

"Yes, enough. Thank you. Now take food for yourself. After we finish eating, we will continue our work." Mr. Bagas said to make me relieved not to play. "Alhamdulillah..." My gratitude is in my heart.

"Thank you, sir..." My word. Then, ignoring the embarrassment and awkwardness, I immediately got closer to the tray, and took the rice for myself...

Vicki...

You know what it's like to eat rice with soy sauce and kale sauteed chicken? Even if you know what it's like, I assure you, nothing tastes better than what I'm eating right now.... 😅😅😅

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The author is hungry, wants to eat first... 😂

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