ELECTORAL MAN
Mr. Black Find Out

I was still busy decorating the room when Ms. Endang called me. All decorative trinkets and equipment have been prepared by the Queen Mother. Coincidentally me and Miss Queen both served as decoration team.

"Let me continue. Miss Ninis just meet Miss Endang!" pinta Bu Queen.

I passed by and headed to Bu Endang's room. Apparently Ms. Endang asked about the staffing files that some time ago I submitted to Disdik. File submission of benefits is also completed and tomorrow I leave it.

While asking for the file, Ms Endang asked me if I was pregnant? according to him, the shape of my waist is getting wider and I also look a bit fat. Hahahaha, Miss Endang could have.

"Not filled the ma'am. I am fat because I eat dinner often. Farid often invites me to eat out." Anwser me.

"Hopefully soon! his mother was impatient to quickly have a grandson from Farid," said Bu Endang.

I just answered amen. I smile again bitterly. Ms. Endang did not know that what really happened was...

Then he gave me a lot of advice about home life. Includes tips so that I get pregnant quickly. Interspersed with stories about his nostalgia first with his mother Mas Farid.

I also returned to continue the work of decorating the room. Where is the Queen Mother? oh, maybe Miss Queen is going to the teacher's room or to the mushola. But, what the fuck! how surprised I was when I saw the wall hangings that I pasted already on the loose all. And replaced with colorful banner fabric. Duh, whose job is this? it can be replaced like this.

"So I saw, Mr. Black get in here Nis. He wants to see the results of your decoration, he said," said Bu Yayuk.

Mr Black? What does that mean anyway? ooh, I remember, when his preparatory meeting seemed to strongly object to me and Miss Queen being a decoration team. He wants it, he who became the stylist at once who decorates the room. It must be so he can lick Mr. Supervisor. Supervisors are now very interested in art and creativity. He really likes the order of the room that has a high touch of art.

Is it okay Mr Black who removed the wall hangings that I have attached? how could it be so bad?

I take a breath. Really emotional. If he did it, Chicken Cemani aka Mr Black it's really noisier. Really don't appreciate people's work.

With an annoyed face, I asked Mr. Black.

"Sorry sir, do you see who has removed the wall hangings that I have attached? and who put such a colorful banner in the decoration room?"

"I don't know. I just went in for a scrape. I just want to see." Answer Mr. Black no less.

"These banners have fathers, right? and I saw earlier, there was already a banner cloth taped to replace the removed paper decorations. The show is tomorrow sir! the work of decorating that should have stayed a little more is done, so it's a mess! said the Queen Mother is no less fierce.

All this time the famous Queen Mother is quiet and not much talk dare to vent her anger. Maybe he's been so fed up with Mr. Black all this time.

"I and Ninis don't want to know. This decorating job is not just the responsibility of both of us. But also other friends. I and Ninis have done the best possible decorating work and are almost done. And now it's all messy. Honestly, me and Ninis can't afford to redecorate anymore."

"And this mistake is purely not my fault and that of Ninis! I feel weird. How could anyone sneak inside and take off the wall decorations in such a fast time. I was just out for the mushola, and Mbak Ninis was being called to Bu Endang. As soon as we returned, it was already a mess like this!"

"And as the best solution, it seems we have to call the services of decorators from outside. Because the time has passed once. No way, me and Mommy Ninis can work on this day until it's done. And for the cost of the services of a decorator, inevitably have to be removed from the preparation fund!"said the Queen Mother firmly.

"Yes, I'll do the redecorating. If necessary, I will pay for the services of the decorator. The fee will be taken from the reserve fund!" suddenly Mr. Black makes a sound.

I'm appalled. The other teachers looked astonished and looked at each other. Hmmmm, my guess, Miss Queen and maybe some other fellow teachers must be the same. Mr. Black, it's the culprit. He was the one who had ransacked my decorations and the Queen Mother. It means let us be fooled. But fortunately, the Queen Mother was firm. The Queen does not want to redecorate. If you want to quickly settle down too, you are forced to call the services of an outside decorator and the cost must be borne from the school funds.

Sure enough, bullied so by the Queen Mother, Mr. Black immediately shrieked. He must have been the culprit. That's why he immediately voiced out and was willing to issue a reserve fund. Coincidentally Mr. Black who got the trust as the treasurer of PGRI's HUT activities. The funds are not much. And it should be allocated as best as possible. But with events like this, you don't want to, so there are unexpected expenses. This incident should have been avoided.

Seriate.