The Door of Destiny Removing Single
Episode 39's
EPISODE 39
COMPROMISES
After dinner, our relationship began to improve. Every weekend we also take time to go three. Portrait of happy family seems. But there is still something unresolved. Should I propose a deal before the wedding?
I am still reluctant to give up my status as a career woman, while Farhan is also still with his stance to want me not to work and focus on our household. But fortunately there is no longer a fight, only occasionally we avoid the conversation that leads there.
I am fully aware that this is the problem that has blocked my path to marriage. However, the career I have earned with great difficulty is certainly not easy to let go of. Ls i? A career release is not comparable to a change in the status of single being married?? Or maybe I am not ready if I have to move from everyday at the office to take care of the house?
Today I decided to complete the office tasks, because the day after tomorrow I want to take a leave of absence. Farhan is having a birthday, I want to give him a special gift by accompanying him for a walk. Looks like I'm going overtime and I'm asking my assistant to accompany me. In addition, I also requested that one security officer accompany me in my work area.
Whether since when, rumors circulated that when night time certain rooms switched functions. Some people believe that. Some say they have seen activity at night, even though there was no overtime at that time. Strange events are also often felt when the day has gone up in the evening. I chose not to be affected, only Nadya who was a little parno, asked me to be on guard. Finally one of the security guards was asked to accompany us.
Actually Sita, the division administration also participated. But again Nadya who feels more confident with the existence of security officers, insistent to ask to be guarded. Finally we overtime 4 days. Return to the room with 4 cups of coffee. How considerate. I immediately received his helping hand and greeted the cup of coffee with thanks.
The time shows at 20:00 WIB, just a little more, maybe another half hour is finished. I look around, Nadya and Sita apparently are also still busy with their respective laptops. The door of the room opened, Mr. Wahid appeared from behind the door. Apparently the one assigned to look after us was him. A bit of frenzy approached me and whispered.
“Bu Dea, suda night. Is it better to continue tomorrow?”, he said
I'm trying to catch the point Mr. Wahid wants to convey. There's a worry there. It felt impossible that a security guard who should provide security, was afraid because of all the rumors.
“If Pak Wahid is in need, can be left first sir. Possibly still another hour we finished,” I replied kindly.
“Ah. I'm just reminding you………….
“If....there are ghosts passing by yes sir…..Nadya interrupted our conversation and tremblingly approached me. A moment later, Sita also ran towards me and hid her face behind Nadya's back.
“You two fucks”, I turned my chair and tried to calm my two partners.
“Pak Wahid Just ngingetin, if it's late at night. No need to parno deh”, I said again while membeirkan code so that they immediately return to their respective tables.
Suddenly the lights went out. At once Nadya and Sita screamed hysterically. Apparently they tried to run towards me and BRUKKKKKKKKKKKKKK………….
The sound of something bumping into something, then accompanied by the voice of Nadya's moans. Panicked, apparently Nadya and Sita ran in any direction and hit each other.
I swiftly grabbed my phone and turned on the flashlight, along with the flashlight from the direction of the door that Mr. Wahid had brought. Things calmed down a little, as soon as Mr. Wahid entered the room. I helped Nadya and Sita to stand up. The furore from the lights off, enough to shock them. Five minutes later the lights were on.
To anticipate things that are not desirable, I ask that Mr. Wahid stand guard in the room only. Seeing the look on Nadya and Sita's face, I became unbearable. They began to associate with the rumors that were circulating. That at curfew, this room should not be used, because it changes with other residents.
Mr. Wahid apparently quite understand the situation of these two colleagues. He took the initiative to recount his life experiences, to distract. I confess salute, effective measures. Because at this time, Nadya and Sita had apparently started to calm down. Working while listening to Mr. Wahid's story.
I listen to the story while continuing my work. It didn't feel like 22:15, we finished this overtime job. We finally rushed home. It just so happened that today I brought a car, so I decided to drive Nadya and Sita home. While Mr. Wahid, again continue the duty of guard. Only this time I have to go back to the guard post.
After driving Nadya and Sita, I drove my car home. I saw my watch, almost 11 p.m. I took out my phone and tried to contact Farhan. Several calls, not yet picked up. Maybe he's asleep. I decided to focus on vehicles and highways.
When I got home, I cleaned up and got ready for bed. I'm gonna lay down my body and I'm gonna pull the blanket. At first glance I think back to the story of Mr. Wahid earlier. Mr. Wahid has three children who are currently still sitting on the SD bench. His wife is an amazing woman. For Mr. Wahid, having a bachelor wife who wants to be a housewife and focus on taking care of his three children, is a blessing.
When I ask, why not choose a career and help the family economy? Sufficient answers made my instincts stir. It turns out that Mr. Wahid also once offered it, but was rejected by his wife . For his wife, when he was married a wife and mother already have a role that is ready to be occupied. It could be out there a lot of women who have not been lucky, to be a wife but not yet a mother. Gratitude to be a mother is what drives the desire of Mr. Wahid's wife to choose a career as a housewife.
How wonderful. But what about me? Me ready? Maybe I should start compromising? I pulled out my phone and I saw the clock showing at 23:55. Soon after midnight, I hope Farhan can wake me up. I want to be the first to congratulate him.
Maybe God sent an answer through Wahid. Through the story of his life and his wonderful wife. Being a housewife does not mean you cannot work. Economically, I entrust to Farhan's earnestness. Just to believe in myself that I can take on this role. A woman, a good wife and a mother who loves her children. My career??
This time, my mind is open about my career. That career is not only focused on the office and the business world that has been outside. I can start my success story another way. Another field that I tried to pursue while continuing to play my role as a mother rashh ladder. Tempted idea to open a service or culinary business. Of course, this will be a new challenge for me.
I grabbed my phone and called Farhan. Several calls, it was still nil as well. Maybe he's really asleep. I decided to wake him up in the morning. May no one else say, ahead of me. I closed my eyes and rested my mind.
Thank you my heart. They have fought and survived so far. It has gone through every tidal wave and ebb and brought me to the best of the moment. Thank you for the destiny of my life, for every precious experience left behind from every pinut-door of destiny that opens one by one for me to pass and I gain wisdom there.
