Man In the Twighlight City

When Opportunities Seem

The sound of glasses clashing. As well as. The fragrant smell of coffee woke Derryant from his deep sleep. Again, there was the sound of the bedroom door opening. Making Derryant open his eyes.

Moment. He saw his wife coming in. Greet, while looking, with a nodding smile. Derryant realized. He is now, only wrapped in a blanket covering his body when he sleeps. Looks a little exposed.

The two eyes that had been smiling from the start... signaled them to hurry up and get up.

“It's six in the morning…” Amanda said.

Remind If in an hour and a half again. Take him to work.

Amanda's eyes could not be separated from looking at something natural beauty that is usually found in a man in the morning.

Why... Want more? Derryant joked back with Amanda's spoiled squeeze. Respond to the invitation.

"Just save it... For tonight... Take a shower!" Amanda ordered further and told him it had been served on the table. In the form of uduk rice, and fried food that he had just bought at the end of the alley.

***

Was it okay for you to skip last night? Amanda asked as she almost reached the branch office while taking off her helmet.

"I already told you, Irfan and Maulana," said Derryant, adding. If there is something to do this afternoon with Irfan.

Apparently, Amanda looked a little surprised because the only colleague she had known from her husband's work was Maulana. Meanwhile, the person Derryant mentioned had never told his husband about Irfan.

"I'll tell you later," said Derryant while asking Amanda to come in quickly. Meanwhile, he continued his journey. Returned to the warehouse as promised last night, according to the message he sent

**

A pat from behind made Derryant stop... Turn around. Sseraut's face appeared to be smiling.

“While eating. Yes, Boss." He said, still showing a happy face.

“Bus, Boss... Bass, Boss..! Really, I'm your boss?!” Derryant replied a little jokingly.

Oh Fan! Where is Maulana? Derryant asked with slightly searching eyes.

I'm home Der. Anyway anyway. There is no interest for him "Just let it be" Irfan replied. His body gesture looks like he's still expecting an answer to his initial request.

That's it... We're chatting in the usual place!

Derryant exclaimed. Then started the motorbike out of the parking lot towards the front of the warehouse area.

***

Irfan was seen ordering, while Derryant. As usual, add some fried snacks next to it.

Finish eating. Irfan again ordered two cups of coffee from the waiter who was seen clearing the table.

His hand took out a letter from his pocket. Give it to Derryant. While saying, "The driver was Mr. Budi who gave me last night. Looks like elo ... Ordered as soon as possible. Propose his office!”

While frowning Derryant read.

Correct!

As Irfan has stated... The contents of the letter are a notification about a work project.

“Okay, Fan! Next week the three of us will go to Pak Budi's office. Later you just prepare the logistics and spacement in the warehouse. Try to keep the rental system three months back” Explaining the purpose of the plan.

" Why are there three, Derry?" It seemed that Irfan was not pleased with Derryant's answer, so he questioned a little.

So why Fan? The three of us are a team at work, of course! Derryant exclaimed in response to Irfan's statement again.

Or?

Hmm... Indeed, the status of workers for the two is different, thought Derryant. Where Maulana is a subordinate appointed and assisted by the company where Derryant works.

Meanwhile Irfan?

Irfan is a subordinate who originally was a friend working with a warehouse employee from a different company. Knew him when Derryant first started working in the same area. Because there is something that makes the company where he works frozen.

The warehousing authority made him unilaterally terminated. Without status and ambiguity. Simultaneously. There was a situation where Derryant needed it, and had submitted it to his superiors from the company.

An additional person to help him due to the new warehouse located next door.

It is very difficult to control simultaneously. Two different places. Not to mention the number of jobs is increasing.

Along with the progress of the company's performance. Forcing Derryant, considering the time and ability of similar workers. It is a little difficult to get co-workers who match the expectations and conditions in the field. Initiated finding her own freelance daily worker to help her

Even though he had to set aside half of the incentive money he received, From the company side, the impact of the new warehouse. While the personnel sent by the company. Often not strong, and stopped while still on probation.

Derryant has also recommended Irfan several times. To be appointed and employed. However, regardless of what consideration. His boss at the company, has not responded. For reasons that are not clear to him.

Until finally with the help of Irfan. Now, who accompanies Maulana through this trial period.

Even though the individual skill level, according to Derryant, is below average. Some time later, Derryant realized that there was a kinship between the boss and Maulana as a co-worker from the company.

Derryant never questioned this as long as each of them behaved professionally in carrying out their duties. Understand that everything has been arranged. And now. It seems that time is pointing to Derryant. To move up a level to enter new challenges. From work that was neglected by the company where he worked.

Derryant did not forget to bring friends in the same boat. To join him, without creating a new team, you, of course, have to be extra selective. Meanwhile, he is still in the development stage.

***

Irfan! Not packaged? To take home? For example, if your daughter, Nita, calls me again... I'll beat you up, Fan!

Threatened Derryant with a slightly teasing tone. Looks a little rushed. Irfan headed towards the server who was preparing several of the employees' soup orders.

Back in defiance of double-serving plastic wrap. Had a bit of a laugh... Joked with the server for taking it away from the order.

Moments like this happened almost every week between them. After every meal, Derryant always gives and reminds Irfan. Not to forget the eight-year-old girl, Irfan's youngest child.

Yes, Derryant knows him pretty well. While still living on a lease near and next door to him. Still single. Always together and taken by Irfan everywhere because his wife has to help him with work. In order to cover the shortfall due to the husband's lack of income for some time. Not to mention having to take care of his parents who are retirees.

As the only boy in the family. His three younger sisters also have families.

However, all live far outside the region. Come and live with their respective husbands.

Meanwhile, Irfan's eldest son is just growing up. Decided to go live with the wife's older brother. Who is willing to accommodate and pay for the child's education until it's over? By helping him in the market. The place, sells kitchen spices.

Yes, Irfan is one of the portraits of urbanites. Getting married is the first choice.

When education is no longer able to reach. The economic factor is the main issue. By getting married. Hope works a little more openly. However, the terms of employee loyalty are easily seen. Equivalent education class level, and, or even without skills. Certainly an indication of that.

Of course, with the hope that the calculation of wages is fixed, but does not erode the profits that entrepreneurs get. There is also no need for the company to worry about how long it has been working, just by agreeing on a time period, according to the applicable regulations it seems like the one-sided thing is over.

"What are you doing? Seems serious? Amanda asked in a slightly surprised tone.

It wasn't usually that Derryant was serious in front of the laptop, and not working on daily reports or sending emails as usual.

"Making a proposal... Mr. Budi asked for it" he replied. Then stopped for a moment to tell about Irfan and all his activities this morning after dropping Amanda off.

While continuing the explanation. Occasionally interspersed with a few small questions by the wife in bed while lying down.

"Yes. "It's okay as long as it doesn't touch or interfere with work at the office," said Amanda, stating her view.

But...? Amanda said impressed and spoiled.

But what!? Derryant replied while turning his body. It seems that the question has answered itself. He realized after seeing the negligee that Amanda was wearing was gone.

***

Entering the building lobby of a publishing company. Derryant walked slowly over to a long table, where the information center for every visitor who came.

"Good afternoon, Sir! Is there anything I can help you with?” said a receptionist.

"Good afternoon, I am Derryant, I want to meet Mr. Budi on the tenth floor," he replied.

"Do you have an appointment with him?" asked the receptionist again, while asking Derryant for an identification card to be temporarily exchanged for a special identification card. Then invite him to be in the waiting room provided. Meanwhile the receptionist picked up the telephone line to contact the person concerned.

Not long ago. Then he invited Derryant to go to the elevator, because he had received confirmation from the floor he was going to.

“Mr Derryant. Please come in," the receptionist greeted him again. His hand beckoned him to enter a meeting room.

Good afternoon Derryant... How are you? A voice greeted him as soon as he entered the room.

"Mr. Budi. "Good news sir, thank you," replied Deryant while shaking hands and smiling kindly.

Oh yeah, what about the proposal? May I see? he said then.

"Please Mr. Budi" Derryant looked a little nervous. This is the first experience for him.

There was a serious face on the person in front of him. Several times flipped through the files provided by Derryant.

Huh, I didn't expect Derryant you could be this good at making a proposal. Really convincing!

"Thank you sir," Derryant said flatly.

If so. Can you wait until just before lunchtime?

I will ask my boss for the presentation soon. Coincidentally today... He was at the place.

"Please Mr. Budi, thank you again," said Derryant politely.

“I should be the one thanking you. Because you are ready!” he said with a laugh.

**

Mrs. Renata is a finance director who is the boss of Mr. Budi. It turned out to be a head of distribution. He was very friendly and cooperative when Derryant presented the proposal.

Derryant has learned many things during this process. Until one day an agreement was reached with the Director.

Even with some notes and little things that Derryant can't avoid.

Yes. However these are just twists and turns in running a business. There is one thing that is the same everywhere.

But. Whatever the form, as long as it is mutually beneficial, it is still a business.

Like a tart cake at every celebration. Each invitee wants a share of each piece of cake . There is a common term in understanding the expression that "Contribution Value Determines How Many Pieces of Cake You Get"

“So how is Derryant. Can you add a little to the nominal value?" Mr. Budi asked again while taking Derryant to the lobby.

“Yes, Mr Budi. "Later... I will do the calculations," Derryant answered straightforwardly.

"If possible, as soon as possible... Because next week I have to go to Surabaya," asked Mr. Budi, a little forcefully.

“Ready, Mr Budi. Report in two or three days. I'll e-mail," Derryant replied, ending the conversation.

“Enjoy being CEO. Yes, Derryant” Pak Budi joked while waving his hand.

**

Hmm... It's a little interesting when Deryyant thinks back on Pak Budi's words.

On the way back to the branch office where his wife worked. Meant to just visit knowing that the branch office is also a sales outlet like most electronics sales shops.

Chief Executive Officer is a word that sounds foreign to some people who only know the term Laborer or odd worker. It is undeniable that this is what becomes an obstacle or a hindrance when it comes to certain people, especially old-fashioned parents. Those who do not want to accept any updates or even reject changes. Along with developments that are happening in the environment.

This also led to a renewed debate between Derryant and Amanda.

Even if you know what it means. Still with various reasons and fear of something, which according to Derryant is beyond the logic of his thinking.

"Uh, Bang Derryant... It's amazing that I want to pick you up at this hour," said Herry, who is one of the Salesmen where Amanda works, greeting him.

"Yes, before there was a need so rather than bear it. Yes, all of you," replied Derryant. While talking. I was reminded again of Derryant's desire to seek additional income. As he said to his wife.

Bak tit for tat. Harry. As soon as the call of this Youth is willing to help. As well as facilitating these desires. In fact, this is nothing more than a mutual relationship. Because on the other hand, Herry, who is none other than sales, certainly benefited greatly from Derryant's joining.

"Well that's that then. Later... I'll prepare everything, brother, so all that's left is to sell” Herry ended the conversation because he had to immediately submit his daily sales report.

“Derry ! Earlier Herry... Enter your name in the daily report as a customer. Is it true?" Amanda asked while tidying up the clothes that were on the bed. To be put in the cupboard.

"Yes. As we talked about at the time, Manda," Derryant replied.

"Oh... Right, there is a sales target every month, can you really meet it?" Amanda seemed a little worried about this.

Slightly smile. Derryant then explained to his wife that it was not his obligation to meet the sales target. Because his position is only as a customer, not a salesperson as Amanda intended.

Derryant seemed to understand his wife's ignorance.

Yes, the worries that Amanda often expresses are a form of lack of understanding. Often, he says the word rejection as a form of fear of something he doesn't understand.

It would be really difficult for Derryant if he had to keep repeating things like this that came from nowhere.

"Anyway... I don't want anything to happen later!" With a slightly warning tone Amanda said, her hand grabbed a bolster pillow, and slept while turning her body away.

Leaving Derryant in the middle of compiling some reports.