Chapter 11

Freshia Ava’s POV

Three days after I interviewed at White Stone, I received news sent to my email that I was accepted to carry out an internship program there. Today I was called back to the office to sign a letter of agreement and to receive an explanation regarding the details of the work I would do during my internship at the company.

When I got there, I went back to meet Mrs. Haidee to sign an internship contract that I would undertake for the next three months and there was a possibility of extending it if my way of working was good and suited the work environment at White Stone.

Apart from that, she explained that later I would get a monthly salary of 2000 USD or the equivalent of 30 million rupiah, and accommodation facilities that could be occupied immediately starting today. I was surprised when I heard the benefits I would get later. After that, Mrs. Haidee took me to the research analysis division room, where I would help with work in that division during my internship. There were only four people in it, including the division leader Abigail Swartz, who looked the same age as Mrs. Haidee.

After getting to know the entire team in the research analyst division and chatting for a long time with Abigail, who prefers to be called Ma'am Gail, I finally said goodbye to go home so I could immediately prepare to move to the temporary residence that I would occupy while I was carrying out my internship. at White Stone.

When I arrived at my dorm room, I found Amara busy working on something on the laptop on her lap. But when she realized I was coming, she immediately put her laptop on the bed.

“How are things going with you at White Stone? Is everything finished?" She asked when I sat next to her.

"Well, that's that then. Earlier I signed the agreement and they explained the job desk that I would work on, and also told me the benefits I would get during my internship there. But it looks like we can't share the same room anymore, Amara." I said sadly.

"So what? Do they also provide accommodation for interns?”

I nodded my head. "Yes, during my internship I will stay in the accommodation near the office that they have prepared."

Amara shook her head in amazement. “White Stone is different. I think I'd like to try an internship there too.”

"Try. Maybe you'll have some luck there too.

After that, I immediately packed some of my clothes and belongings that I would bring, with the help of Amara.

In the afternoon I immediately rushed to go to the address given by Mrs. Haidee. After traveling for about an hour from my dorm, I arrived at an apartment building not far from the White Stone office. Then immediately went to the front office in the apartment lobby to show a letter of introduction that I also got from Mrs. Haidee previously.

After completing the registration process to become a resident of the apartment, the woman guarding the front office immediately gave me an access card with the number 501 on it, which was my room number. I immediately rushed to room number 501 which is located on the 5th floor of the 25-story apartment.

After arriving and opening the door, I found a studio-type apartment with an area of ​​approximately 30 square meters in front of me. The facilities inside are also quite complete. There is a queen-sized bed, a two-door wardrobe, a sofa for two adults complete with a round table in front of it, a refrigerator, a mini kitchen, and a bathroom. I immediately went in to check the objects in the room one by one and clean them.

It took me about an hour to clean and tidy my clothes in the cupboard. But I remembered that I had to fill my empty refrigerator. Therefore, I decided to buy the food and drinks I needed at a supermarket that was approximately 300 meters from my apartment.

Arriving at the supermarket, I immediately took a trolley and started browsing the supermarket from the shelf at the far left. I put the items I needed one by one into the trolley and moved from one shelf to another.

Then I stopped at a shelf that offered various types of ketchup and sauces. I seem confused about deciding what soy sauce and sauce I need, as well as what brand is the tastiest and most affordable. Suddenly someone stood next to me.

“Choose the brand of sweet soy sauce that is in your right hand. It tastes thicker and sweeter even if you only use a little.” Said the person. I turned around and saw the figure of Eros standing next to me smiling.

“Oh, hi, what a coincidence to meet you here now,” I said, surprised because I met Eros again. He also smiled. “By the way, thank you for helping me choose sweet soy sauce. Can you cook?”

"Of course. I always cook my own dinner when I'm free."

"Wow, great. Because I can't really cook. The most complex meal I can make is egg fried rice.”

Eros laughed at my confession. "Then, whenever I get the chance, let me teach you how to cook." He said I only responded with a smile. After that, I walked again along the shelves accompanied by Eros who also continued buying the things he wanted.

About thirty minutes passed when we finally finished our shopping activities and decided to queue at the cashier. I didn't expect to find that my purchases reached five medium plastic bags. Seeing that I was having trouble carrying the plastic containing my necessities, Eros immediately took the initiative to help me carry it.

At first, I refused because to be honest, I was still shy about him. However, he insisted on helping me and without warning immediately took the three shopping bags that were in my right hand.

“Freshia, what are you riding here?” Eros asked when we were in front of the supermarket.

"I'm walking. Coincidentally, I live in an apartment close to here. By the way, do you also live in this area? That's why you shop at this place too?"

"No. I just happened to be passing by and decided to buy some things I needed at this supermarket. Never mind, Freshia, I'll take you along. Because even though your apartment is close, your shopping is a lot and quite heavy."

“No need to bother, Eros. Really I can carry it myself.”

However, Eros ignored my words and continued to insist on taking me back to the apartment, making me finally give in and let him take me.

When I got to the car, I just remembered that I bought an ice cream cone which I bought on purpose because I was in the mood for sweet food at that time. Apart from that, I bought some ice cream to eat on the way back to the apartment.

"Eros, do you want ice cream?" I asked before Eros drove his car.

But then he shook his head. “I don't like sweet foods. But if you really want to eat that ice cream on the way home, go ahead. I'm not forbidding you from eating in my car."

"Oh okay. Thank you for letting me, Eros." I said then immediately opened the ice cream in my hand, which had started to melt, and immediately ate it. At the same time, Eros immediately stepped on the gas pedal and left the parking lot.