He folded the letter carefully. This wasn't just a suspension. It was a slow dismissal. The company was betting he couldn't afford a lawyer on half pay. They were betting he would resign.
He packed a cardboard box: a family photo, his favorite calculator, a stress ball from a supplier. He turned to log out of his computer, but his access was already gone. The screen read: “User account disabled.” He folded the letter carefully
His eyes scanned the paragraphs. He had drafted a thousand technical reports in his life, but this was a different kind of document. It was cold. Surgical. "Dengan ini Pimpinan Perusahaan memberitahukan bahwa terhitung mulai tanggal 15 November 2024, Saudara Arya Prasetyo, S.T., dinonaktifkan dari jabatannya sebagai Kepala Quality Control." He stopped breathing. "Penonaktifan ini bersifat sambil menunggu proses investigasi lebih lanjut terkait dugaan penyimpangan prosedur pada produksi batch terakhir. Selama masa penonaktifan, Saudara dilarang memasuki area operasional perusahaan dan mengakses seluruh sistem internal." Dugaan penyimpangan? Alleged deviation. Arya felt his face flush. The batch he had just inspected that morning? The one he passed as safe? He looked up at Pak Budi. The company was betting he couldn't afford a
The Unopened Envelope
Arya looked up at the 27th floor. Through the tinted glass, he could see the silhouette of Pak Budi standing by the window, sipping coffee. He turned to log out of his computer,
Pak Budi slid a second paper forward. It was a copy of the release form. And there, in the signature box, was a scrawled "Arya P." A forgery. A clumsy one.
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