The Blocked Love of Amnesia
One: Mr. President Director

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi. Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahim. Happy reading ...

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I need to hurry to my new job. This is my fifth new job. After the fourth place rejected me because I arrived late on the first day of work.

I don't want to repeat the mistake again. I really need to be excited. My mother and my five sisters in the village must be waiting for my remittance for their daily needs.

Understandably, you died a few months ago. And now, I have to be the backbone for my family. My mother, and my five sisters are still in school.

My sister Rina, she's sitting on the Junior High. Rika and Rita sit on the SD bench. Reki is 5 years old. And Rendi, she's 2 years old.

The Mother and the late Father named all her children with the prefix letter R. So do I. I'm Risa. Risa Andriani's.

I just got out of S1. I was 20 years old last week. And I, must complain fate to Jakarta. Looking for a job to support my mother and my five sisters who are still in school.

Long ago, when my father was still there. Our lives are not this difficult. Yes although still said to be poor, but you were able to send me to high school and I got a scholarship to a famous university in the city of Bandung. And I majored in office administration.

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I ran over to the bus that refused to stop. But I managed to get on that bus. Even though I had to stand up because the bus seat was full. Nothing, what matters today is that I don't have any more bad luck.

By nine in the morning I had reached the office lobby which would become my farm to earn a living. I patted the dusty-looking shirt and then tidied the hair that was unraveling half of my back.

I walked to the receptionist. Asking, where is Mr. Andrea's room, my superior. Who will be the boss for me.

After the receptionist named Nita told me Mr. Andrea's room. I immediately ran for the elevator. Prepare to go upstairs and meet Mr. Andrea.

I knocked on the door of Mr. Andrea's room. My heart's nervous. This is the first time I will work as a secretary of the Managing Director of a well-known company in Jakarta.

"Come in" said a heavy voice from inside the room.

I took a breath. Trying calm. Then open the door.

"Good day, sir, I'm Ri-,"

I haven't been able to continue my orientation, the Director stopped him with a signal to keep me quiet.

"Risa Andriani, the best university graduate in Bandung, is 20 years old and applying to be my secretary, right?" tanyanya haughty.

I nodded nervously.

"Please sit down" he said, letting me sit down.

He also sat in front of me. Obstructed by a large table containing his files.

"Have you ever had experience in a secretary's department?" tanyanya cold.

I'm shaking. "Not yet" I replied nervously.

He rubbed his chin. "So, .. is this your first time working?" ask again.

I'm nodding. "Yes" I replied, still nervous.

"You stammer?" ask the young man.

I gasped for a moment, then raised my face, turned towards him. "No, Sir. I didn't stutter" I replied.

"Okay, I'll take a look at your abilities first, before I formalize you as my secretary."

"Eu, yes, sir," I replied.

"For this week, you must obey my orders!"

"Well, sir!" my answer.

"Now you go home" he continued.

I gasped again, "huh? Going home? I just worked, sir. Why go home?"

"You argue or obey?" tanyanya then got up from sitting and walked towards the window of the room that was left wide open.

The wind brushed my hair. "Good, Sir. I'm going home," I said relented. "Excuse me," I continued and left, leaving him still staring solemnly at the scene out there.

"Soddy," I grumbled.

"I'm not strange," said Mr. Dirut it makes me more gasp.

"Eu, ma-maf sir," I apologized. Then leave immediately.

I'm still grumbling about the orders of the strange Director-General. It's my first day of work. Why do we have to go home again??? Does this mean I was rejected? Ah I don't know.

BUGS!

I hit someone. Ouch, I'm just causing trouble. I helped the man I hit clean up his fallen files.

"Sorry," I'm ashamed.

He stands. I'm standing up.

"Iw, ...." I nodded as he looked at me.

"You're a new employee?" tanyakanya. Maybe he doesn't know yet, if I'm his secretary, Mr. Dirut strange.

"L-yes," I said.

"Did you know, my name is Renaldi" he answered and extended his right hand.

"Risa," I replied still stiffly. With a clumsy smile.

"Where are you going now?" suddenly tanyanya.

I turned, "go home," I answered honestly.

"Lho, it's your first day at work, why come home again, there's a file left behind?" her question may feel strange to me.

"No, euu, ...." I hesitate to talk.

"Eu, .. What if we continue to chat at a restaurant near here only. I happen to not have breakfast." His word.

"Are you not working? It's, right, hours of work, not hours of rest." My reply reminded him.

"Sir, look forward to kli-," suddenly another employee talks to the man named Renaldi.

Renaldi cut the employee's speech immediately. "Eh bro, I ask permission, yes, to the Boss, want breakfast first," he said while patting the employee's shoulder which turned out to be his friend. Then leave the files to him.

I caught the face of Renaldi's friend who looked confused.

"Yes, come on," asked Renaldi to me. I nodded kelu. Shame to refuse the man's invitation.

I walked with Renaldi a few yards from the office. We arrived at a simple restaurant that read "A Versatile RM".

I went inside the restaurant after Renaldi came in first. He sat in a chair and let me sit.

"You want what pesen?" tanyakanya.

"Eu, I've had breakfast, sir," I replied nervously. The difference is if you have to call him Renaldi.

"Don't call Sir. Renal aja's. Or Aldi can too, just like you. Hehe," he exclaimed as he chuckled. I can only smile.

"I eat the same food, yes, the same me" he said again offering me a meal.

"Eu, uh,"

"Not to be confused." Further.

"Yes," I finally nodded. Yes, although still stiff.

"Sir," Renaldi told the waiter. "I ordered two servings of chicken soto with rice. Just drink water,"

The waiter nodded.

Renaldi turned back to me.

"Where do you live?" tanyanya gently.

"Euuu, I'm costing sir,"

"Lho, I'm calling you again. I'm the same as you, both employees in the office. Don't call me sir."

"Eu, I cost Ren," I said. Ouch, it feels so uncomfortable.

"So, you mean, you wander?" ask again.

"Yes, I come from a village in Bandung. I went to Jakarta looking for a job to support my mother and my five sisters" I replied. Without me noticing, I was confiding in front of Renaldi. Uuh, get anxious.

"You tough girl! I salute," he praised me.

"Thank you Ren," I began to relax.

"Well, that's dong, don't worry anymore. Hehe."

I blushed. Secretly, I like the humorous nature Renaldi has.

Shortly after, the chicken came. I also enjoyed the chicken soto with great taste.

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Tuesday, 04 June 2019

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