
For one month, Ardian has been working. His work entrusted to him grew. He was not aware that the members of the Board of Directors were looking at his development. Whether he deserves to be promoted to a candidate for General Manager to replace Mr. Randi or his ability still needs to be honed again. Under the agreement of the members of the Board of Directors two weeks ago, Ardian was being targeted as General Manager because Mr. Randi chose off because he wanted to focus on the healing process.
One of the Board of Directors proposes to seek out others who are more mature and experienced. However, the other members of the Council refused for various reasons. Moreover, seeing Ardian all this time who always worked honestly.
That night after returning home from the Office, Ardian joined the living room after cleaning his body. Since there was a meeting outside he contacted his wife not to be busy preparing dinner, as she was going to have dinner outside.
"I think in the future I'm going to be very difficult to take time off again, Chay." Ardian sat leaning on the living room sofa with Chayra leaning against his chest. They were looking at the development of their son who was learning to stand up.
Chayra who was engrossed in Ardian caresses while looking at her son was not aware of what her husband said.
"Chay...."
"Mmm. Look, Mas. Adzra is getting adorable now." Chayra patted her husband's thigh.
Ardian furrowed his brows while looking at his wife. "Have you heard my words?"
"Huh," Chayra looked up again at her husband. "What did you say?"
Ardian grunting. "You've been so engrossed in leaning on not realizing what I'm saying?"
Chayra nodded weakly. "I've been watching Adzra constantly, Mas. My mind is completely focused on this boy."
"So you're so excited to lean on me to think I'm just a pillow?"
"Eh, astagfirullah, that's what it is, Mas. It was natural that I noticed Adzra earlier. He is learning to stand. Who wouldn't want to enjoy every moment of their child's development."
"That's not what I mean. I'm tired of stories, you don't listen to me at all."
Chayra smiled as she patted her husband's cheek gently. Seeing the look of her husband's frown makes her hands itchy want to pinch the white cheeks clean without acne it.
"Eh, why is it that kayaks are rocking to see I'm sprained." Ardian held his wife's hand against his cheek.
"You do look adorable if you're kesel, Mas. That's why my hands are itching to pinch you."
Ardian finally could only smile while taking a deep breath. His sense of sadness evaporated just like seeing his wife's behavior. "I want to share with you, baby. You listen to me vent.. You would have told me that if I had a problem, I should have told you. Who knows if you have a solution."
Chayra was silent for a moment while looking at her husband. Fixing his sitting position after being satisfied to look at the husband's face. "Ok. ok. I'm listening now. What's the matter, Mom." Spoiled gasping at her husband.
Ardian breathed a heavy sigh. Pinched his wife's cheek because Chayra's gaze made her chest flutter erratically. "Actually it's not a problem. But, I think in the future I'm gonna be busy, Chay. Just now Dodit told me that Mr. Randi chose to resign from his post."
Chayra knitted her brows in wonder. "What does this have to do with you, Mas?"
"I was just told to get ready, honey. Most likely I will take his place."
Chayra immediately nodded. His hand slowly loosened. "K.. You will replace Mr. Randi, Mas?"
Ardian took his wife's hand and held it. "It's still a discourse, honey. That's what Dodit said this morning. But, I've also signed a waiver to participate in the promotion, honey. There were three people promoted and one of them was me."
"Who holds that office now, Mas?" Chayra asked again with an expression her husband could not guess.
"A. i. Mm. That's why I come home late now. Sorry for not telling me this before."
Chayra pulled a slight corner of her lips. "It's okay, Mom. Thank you for this achievement. If indeed you are really appointed as General Manager, yes, I can only say thank you. That's an achievement to be grateful for, Mom. People have worked for decades, but are still on the road. You've only been working two years. Is it not a gift we should be grateful for? But, there are things you should remember, Mom. The higher the tree, the higher the wind that blows it. So too with this life. The higher the position you get, the more trials will befall you."
"We should always remind each other, Mom. The wife is dressed for her husband and vice versa. I just don't want you to change after getting high office."
Ardian smiled at his wife's advice. "Every word that comes out of your mouth always calms the heart. But if I take this post my time for the family will be less, Chay. I'll always be home by night."
"It's not forever that you're going home the night goes on, Mas. The company has a working hour limit. Unless there is overtime or a meeting outdoors, it may take some time. There are still national holidays. You just have to set the time."
"Thank you for the support, honey." Ardian put his wife's head back on his chest. The agitation that struck Ardian's heart faded after he listened to the support of his wife. They refocused attention on their son who looked still the spirit of learning to stand up.
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A week later...
That morning Ardian left early in the morning. His memory is full of Dodit's remarks last night asking him to prepare for a Board of Directors meeting this afternoon. In fact, he was always present at every meeting because of his status as secretary of the Board of Directors. But this meeting feels different. The vacancy of the General Manager position that has lasted almost a month makes him feel dag dig dug following the meeting. Especially after hearing the discourse predicted if he is the one who will replace the position of Mr. Randi.
That afternoon after Zuhr's prayer, Ardian called his wife. What he always does when he has free time. After nearly ten minutes of chatting, Chayra did not forget to commemorate her husband to spend the lunch he brought.
"Don't forget the provisions are spent, Mas."
"Yes, Honey. I work first yes. Do not forget to eat either. After lunch I had a meeting with the Board of Directors. I don't know until what time. The point is I'm going home from a meeting. If I come home too late, you don't wait for me to come home. Just rest first."
"Yes, Mum."
"I'm closing, honey. assalamualaikum.."
"Wa'alaikumsalam.."
Ardian put his phone in his pocket. Do not forget he turned off the phone first so that there is no interference when the meeting takes place later. He opened his lunch and ate casually enjoying his wife's cooking.
"Ar, relax you. Meetings are starting again." Dodit appeared in front of the door. His face looks fresh because he just finished praying.
Ardian glanced at his watch. "The break is long, Dit. Why should be hasty. The food should be enjoyed for pleasure. If only put forcefully without being enjoyed, we are like not appreciating a wife who has cooked well tired. It's free for him to taste the spices so well that we don't enjoy them." He put the rice back in his mouth.
"Yes. yeah, it's up to you. Have you mentally prepared yourself for the worst possible future?"
"What's the worst possible thing you mean?" Ardian chimed in while chewing slowly.
"It's possible that you weren't selected as GM."
"Why should you mess around. If not elected I will continue to carry out my role as Secretary of the Board of Directors. The secretary is also not paid. The point is I need income every month to support my family. Grandpa's been targeting my wife's rations every month."
"Hahahaha. Try to find an ordinary woman, don't be too picky."
"You know the story, Dit. I was too stupid to know him from the first time I met him. I hate it." Ardian smiled wryly considering his folly in the past. "You know, Dit. One week ago I confided to my wife about this promotion. He said thank you, but accompanied by long advice that makes this feeling immediately calm."
Dodit grunting. "Why are you even confiding. Spend your food. I'll wait in the meeting room." Dodit came out and closed the door quietly.
Ardian smiled and finished his meal. He may not be late to the meeting room because his image will be immediately destroyed if he who is a GM candidate late to attend the meeting.
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