Behind The Salesman's Eyes

"Why is my salary only this much, sir?" asked a young man in his superior's room.

"You can't work well if you want your full salary, bill all your clients! "The client doesn't pay, why is he asking for a big salary." scolded the boss.

"But I beg you, sir, don't cut it again this month. I will work even harder," he said.

"What hard work? followed by a promotion, the result is the same; the tender never won, and your project failed. "Luckily, I still keep you otherwise it would be a shame because you wanted to get married, I would have fired you last month," continued the old and fat man with thick glasses.

Checkmate!!

"I promise, sir, I will change. But please, don't cut my salary again."

"Hey Ardhan, I can return your salary, but all your client's arrears must be cleared within two days."

"Yes, sir, thank you very much."

After saying this, he walked out to his room. When the thin man was about to enter his room, suddenly someone called him. "Mr. Ardhan, this is a list of clients who must be billed, and make sure all their arrears are cleared as soon as possible. Or your salary next month will also be cut!"

"Okay, ma'am, I'll try," answered Ardhan.

Ardhan then continued his steps towards his workroom. In the 3x3 meter room, he chooses the clients he will visit today. Ardhan will do everything he can to get his salary back in full.

After sorting and selecting, he settled on four companies because they were located close to each other. Ardhan prepared all the necessary documents, then left his room and moved towards the parking lot. With his beat-up motorbike, the man was ready to carry out his duties.

After struggling on the streets for 45 minutes, the man finally arrived at the first company. Ardhan immediately went to the receptionist and explained his aim and purpose for coming to the company. There was no need to wait long, the person he wanted to meet immediately came to him.

"Good morning sir, sorry I'm-"

"What are you doing, Mr. Ardhan, I know what my obligations are. There's no need for you to come and charge at the office like this!" said the man with thick glasses; he looked angry at Ardhan's arrival.

"I came here with good intentions, just so you know, your bill is overdue-"

"I know and I am not absent, our company will pay the bill. But there's no need to come here, it's just embarrassing!!" The man interrupted, he was getting even angrier. The commotion between the two people prompted the company's security team to approach them.

"Yes, if you don't want to be embarrassed, pay the bill, sir! I'm the one who got the sap!" Ardhan replied no less fiercely, his emotions were overflowing.

"Throw him away, sir! "Come here impolitely," said the man to the two security guards. The two well-built men immediately took Ardhan out of the company lobby. They pushed Ardhan until he fell on the hard floor.

"You go away! Never come to this company again!!"

Ardhan, who was annoyed and embarrassed, immediately left the company, walked to his motorcycle, and immediately left. The bitter thing that Ardhan found earlier did not make him discouraged, he was determined to settle all of his clients' arrears. And now Ardhan is moving towards the second company.

Different from the previous company, in second place, Ardhan did not meet with the financial staff but only the frontlines. "We are very sorry, Mr. Ardhan, our company cannot pay now, but we will pay the bill as soon as possible," explained the female employee.

"Approximately how long, sis? I need certainty about the time to report to my superior. "The due date is too far behind," insisted Ardhan.

"We cannot confirm the exact date yet, we will try to do it as soon as possible."

"Just like this, sis, tell your boss that tomorrow I will come back here again. Because I have to get clarity on the payment date, thank you."

After saying this, Ardhan left the company and moved quickly to another company. The two companies he visited had not been able to pay even though it was getting late, making the man panic.

Ardhan rushed to the parking lot, started the engine of his battered motorbike, and got ready for the third company. In the middle of the road, his motorcycle suddenly stopped. Ardhan chuckled in annoyance. "Damn, use all the strikes!" he cursed as he pulled over the motorbike.

Ardhan tried to repair his motorcycle. He checked the engine repeatedly, but it wouldn't start. Ardhan, who was annoyed, tried to rest for a while to calm down his emotions and the confusion within him.

When he was sitting on the shoulder of the road, his brown eyes accidentally saw an old grandfather digging through a trash can. The grandfather seemed to be looking for leftover food, and Ardhan, who remembered his grandfather's figure, felt sorry for him. He then approached the old man.

"Excuse me, Grandpa, what are you looking for in that box?"

"I'm hungry, son, I haven't eaten since yesterday," answered the grandfather while looking down.

Ardhan's guess was correct, the man in formal clothes was in doubt. On the one hand, he felt sorry for Grandpa, on the other hand, he also felt hungry, plus he only had a little money left.

"I have a little good fortune for Grandpa, please accept it. "You don't need to look for food there, just buy it at the stall," said Ardhan as he took out change from his trouser pocket. It turned out that his compassion was greater than his hunger.

"Thank you, son, finally I can eat," said the grandfather smiling. Ardhan was happy to see that Grandpa was happy. "I can't repay your kindness but I have something for you."

The old man in shabby clothes took something out of his small bag. Grandpa gave a pair of white glasses to Ardhan. "No need, Grandpa, I don't need these glasses," said Ardhan.

"Just accept it, this is all I have. "I hope it can help you with your work," said the man, forcing Ardhan to accept it. Finally, Ardhan accepted the object the old man had given him, although with a heavy heart.

"These glasses look old-school like they're reading glasses," he muttered. The man returned to his original place. Ardhan, who was curious, then tried to wear the glasses. He looked in the rearview mirror. "Pretty good for me."

The man then tried to look toward the street. In the next second, he became afraid of himself and took a step back. Ardhan, who panicked, tried to remove the mysterious glasses, but the object continued to stick, he couldn't remove it no matter how hard he tried.

What Ardhan did was, of course, the center of attention for other drivers. One of the drivers stopped the vehicle and intended to help Ardhan. "Well, this is Mas Ardhan, right? Why, sir?"

"Ah, it's okay, sir," he answered.

"Is it true that Mas Ardhan is okay?" The man repeated this, and Ardhan nodded his head quickly. "I happen to be waiting for Mas Ardhan to arrive, you know. Can we now go to my office?"

"Are you waiting for my arrival?"

"Yes, I'm waiting for Mas Ardhan to come to pay all my company bills."

"Are you serious about paying all the bills?" Ardhan repeated it, not believing what he had just heard.

"Seriously, sir, I will pay everything along with the fine," said the man. A smile suddenly spread across Ardhan's lips, he forgot about the glasses problem. The most important thing now is that the client pays his debts.

"Okay, sir, we can walk now," he said. With their respective vehicles, the two went to the company. It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at their destination. Ardhan was taken to the meeting room. There they talked about the unpaid bills, Ardhan negotiated for a long time until finally he came home with good news.

Ardhan felt really happy because he had succeeded in his mission, but something was still bothering the man's mind. The vision is different now because of the glasses. Every time he looked into someone else's eyes, they appeared red or blue.

"Did it become like this? Why did their eyeballs change? What does it mean?" he thought.

Unfortunately, Ardhan didn't have much time to find the answer, this afternoon, he still had to go to the last company. Coincidentally, the company was not far away, so in a short time, he arrived at the fourth company.

Unlike the previous two companies, as soon as Ardhan said his goal for the company, the frontiersmen immediately greeted him in a friendly manner. The company manager also showed the same thing.

"Sorry, Mas Ardhan, our company is late in paying its obligations," he said kindly when they were in the meeting room. The payment process was fast, and after all transactions were completed, Ardhan returned to his office with light steps.

Everyone in the office was suddenly friendly to him, of course, this surprised him. Another surprise awaited him. The boss smiled broadly as he walked toward him. "Well, that's it, Dhan, good job.

"You managed to bill the most difficult client, you're great," praised the manager.

"Thank you, sir," Ardhan stammered. He was not ready to accept praise from the person who usually scolded him.

"What spells did you use? Or what prayer do you use, suddenly the company wants to pay?" asked the boss, who seemed to be accusing him of playing dirty.

"There are no special incantations or prayers, sir." Maybe he feels sorry for me," replied Ardhan as he stole a glance at his junior.

"Because your work was good today, I will assign you to meet our new big client," offered the man.

"I-I sir?" Ardhan asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, you want to, right, Dhan? This is a rare opportunity, if you succeed in getting cooperation with that company, you will be promoted."

"Mmm... Look, sir, A-and-so... actually I," said Ardhan while scratching his scalp, which didn't itch.

"You just think about it, Dhan, but I hope you are willing to become a company representative," said the boss, and he walked away. Ardhan then continued his steps towards his workroom. In the room, which was dominated by whites, he thought about many things.

One of them was regarding the offer from his superior. Ardhan did not feel confident in carrying out the task, even though the reward he received was really large. He had been waiting for a long time for the opportunity to be promoted. "This is indeed a golden opportunity for me, but what made Mr.

Boss entrust me with this difficult task? "Why is it suddenly like this?" he muttered.

Another thing that also bothered him was that all people's eyeballs turned into two solid colors. Ardhan thought about what made their eyes different. If you look at gender, it's not only female colleagues who have blue eyes, many male colleagues have the same color. Vice versa.

The sound of a knock on his work door made Ardhan turn around. A woman entered his room carrying a pile of other client lists. "This is the second list of clients, try to pay everyone, sir.

Remember, what risks will you get if you don't do it well."

"Ma'am, you don't have eye pain anymore, right? because your eyes are red?" He said, daring to ask because the woman's eyes looked dark red.

"No, I'm fine. "Those eyes are red, why are you suddenly asking that?" said the woman angrily, then left the room.

"Maybe what makes the difference is their treatment of me." Red means evil, and blue means good," he tweeted. "The evidence belonging to other employees is solid red, but why is Mr. Bobby's blue?"

The door to the room was knocked again by someone, this time it was the boss who came. It seemed like Mr. Bobby couldn't wait to hear Ardhan's answer. "So what do you think, Dhan? You've thought about it, haven't you, so what's your answer?"

"I do, sir," he answered quickly. Ardhan didn't know how he could say that.

"That's good then, you'll be leaving tomorrow." "All the documents have been prepared, you just have to study them," explained the middle-aged man. The boss praised Ardhan's new appearance, saying that the man looked better wearing glasses. The man just lowered his head in shame while cursing in his heart.

After Mr. Bobby left, another person entered his room. A well-built man, he is Ardhan's good friend.

"Dhan, I heard earlier that you are an office messenger, right?" asked the man suddenly.

"Yes, I hope Mr. Bobby doesn't make the wrong choice," said Ardhan.

"It's certain that Mr. Bobby made the wrong choice. When you are the office representative, there are many other employees who are better and more worthy. Can you really answer all their questions?" said the man. His comrade in arms' words, of course, made Ardhan widen his eyes, but there was something else that surprised him even more.

His best friend's eyes were very dark red. The man in front of him was the place to complain. Ardhan had never been jealous of his friend's achievements so far. Unfortunately, his friend didn't act the same as him.

"It's better for you to just step back, Dhan, just say that you're suddenly nervous or something. "Let someone else who is more qualified be replaced," he continued.

"Why do you have to go back? Mr. Bobby entrusting this important task to me means he doesn't trust anyone else. "The other employees are no more qualified than me," said Ardhan with a little emotion. He kicked his friend out on the grounds that he wanted to go back to work.

"Rest assured, Dhan, you will fail at this project as you usually do. "You leave this office as soon as possible," said the man before leaving the room.

Ardhan sat pensive in front of his computer screen. He thought about what his friend had said-what if it turned out that those words came true? Everyone would blame him, he was once again the topic of conversation in the office for days.

"If I succeed, I will be promoted, but if I fail, I will most likely be fired. "Maybe it's better if I just step back," he thought. Ardhan then got up from his chair and walked towards the brown door.

"Ardhan, it's serious. There is bad news for us, our client apparently wants ..."

"What do you want, sir?"

"It turns out our client wants to meet right now," said Mr. Bobby to Ardhan frantically. "This is the file you have to study."

Ardhan took a step back, he didn't expect to have to carry out his task so quickly. In fact, he didn't even know what to say about their company collaboration.

"Study as quickly as possible," added the man as he handed over a stack of files. Ardhan was silent as he stared at the files. His brain was looking for a way to study that many files in such a short time.

"What are you waiting for, Ardhan? Quickly leave in the office car. You study the file in the car."

"Okay sir."

Ardhan rushed to the elevator, his strong hands pressing the buttons impatiently. As soon as the door opened, his long legs immediately came inside. In a matter of seconds, he had arrived at his company lobby. It turned out that the office driver was waiting for them, so they went to their destination.

During the journey, Ardhan focused on the paper in his hand. There are many things he must remember and convey in front of the clients later. The man hopes that he can carry out his duties well.

After an hour's journey, Ardhan finally arrived at the place agreed upon by their client. Ardhan was still wearing his glasses because he wanted to know what color the eyeballs of the person he was going to meet were. As time went on, Ardhan had already been waiting for the client for half an hour to arrive. Feelings of anxiety, nervousness, and confusion are mixed into one.

"Am I in the wrong place, or has the meeting been cancelled? But I didn't get the notification," said the man, looking at his cellphone screen repeatedly. Ardhan, who was confused, then took the initiative to ask his superior.

As soon as he pressed Mr. Bobby's telephone number, not long after, a middle-aged man's voice answered. "Afternoon, sir. Has our client changed the meeting place, or is there any information if the meeting is cancelled?"

"[What do you mean, Dhan? There is no official notification about those two things.]"

"Look, sir, I've been waiting for almost 45 minutes, but our client hasn't come," he complained to his superior.

Mr. Bobby was, of course, surprised to learn about this because the client they met was an important person and really guarded his reputation. How could he now do something like that?

"[Are you sure you went to the right place, Dhan? You didn't go to the wrong restaurant, right?]"

"That's right, sir, I'm already at the restaurant we agreed on," answered Ardhan. The boss told the man to wait another five minutes, if the client didn't come, he could go back to the office.

While waiting for time to return to the office, Ardhan looked back at the proposals and presentations that had been prepared by his company staff. The man did not realize that there was a man walking quickly towards him.

"Mr. Ardhan, right?" asked the person. Ardhan suddenly raised his head. "Sorry, sir, I'm late because I suddenly had office matters that I couldn't leave behind. Sorry for making you wait so long."

"So this is the person," thought Ardhan. They all then stood up to welcome this important person.

"Ah, no problem, sir," he said, extending his hand.

While shaking Ardhan's hand, the man said, "It seems like we've met before, but where?"

"Oh, I see, but sorry, sir, it feels like we just met today," said Ardhan. He had never met the man before.

"Maybe I've met someone who looks like you, or just forget about that," said the man with a smile.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Prama Danureja," he said with a smile.

Ardhan responded by introducing his name and position in the office, after which they sat down again. The tall man presented his company. "How about it, sir? Are our companies working together?"

"Of course, Mr. Ardhan, the future prospects are very promising," said Prama firmly. The meeting ended with a cooperation agreement between the Ardhan company and the Prama company.

Ardhan immediately returned to the office to report the good news. When he arrived at the office, he rushed to meet his boss, who had been waiting for him all this time. "How about it, Dhan? We managed to get cooperation with that bona fide company?"

"Of course, sir, they like our work program and agree to work together," answered Ardhan with a bright smile.

Immediately, the thick lips of the man in front of Ardhan also parted. Finally, his company was able to collaborate with the biggest and most well-known company in the entire country. "Good job, Ardhan, we will discuss your bonus and promotion after this collaboration is underway."

"Thank you sir. "Excuse me, I'll go back to my room," said Ardhan after handing over the important files on Mr. Bobby's desk.

The door to his superior's room was closed, Ardhan then stepped into his room. What he had just done had clearly become a topic of conversation among his co-workers. Some looked at him cynically, and some were happy with his achievements. There are also those who put on two faces.

"Congratulations, Dhan, I'm glad you were able to complete this difficult task well," said one of the office staff members while extending his hand. Ardhan did not immediately respond to the outstretched hand, he focused on the eyeballs of the person he was talking to.

If Ardhan didn't wear those glasses, he certainly wouldn't know that not everyone was nice to him. For example, like the woman in front of her, she smiled cheerfully and said good things, but in fact, her eyes were dark red.

"Dhan? What's wrong with you?"

"Oh no, thank you, Sis. "Finally, the hard task is finished," replied Ardhan. He then continued his steps towards his office. The man remembered Prama, this was the first time he had met someone like that.

Since the first time he saw Prama, Ardhan felt that there was something different about that person. The color of his aura and his eyes are different from people in general. The bourgeois-looking man has orange eyes.

"Why are the eyeballs different? What does the color orange mean?" Ardhan muttered. Currently, in Ardhan's mind, there is only this question, Ardhan doesn't know who to ask. He searched the internet, and there was no answer. "What should I do with someone like Mr. Prama?"

It was clear that Ardhan felt curious and confused because, during the collaboration between the two companies, Ardhan would often meet Prama. He didn't want to be the target of this person's fraud again.

After thinking hard, Ardhan intends to look for the mysterious grandfather who gave him the glasses. He also packed up his things quickly. "I'll look for Grandpa wherever he is. I have to ask him for an explanation."

"Who's the grandfather, Dhan?"

Ardhan turned towards the source of the sound, and it turned out that his friend, who was now the person he hated most, was in the doorway.

"You use a shaman, right?"