After Three Days of Marriage
Hisalty
Two months have passed...
A girl is seen riding on a bus that just stopped at a stop.
He is Keisya, who managed to get out of the garbage nest, to return to living a more colorful life.
Only with flip-flops and clothes that are far from fashionable and decent, Kei is actually very shy to appear, but what to do.
From the grandiose results that he collected little by little, what Kei did first was to visit the convenience market to buy several pieces of clothing to support his appearance who wanted to start looking for work. Given, the clothes he had were only those attached to his body at this time.
KEISHA POV
Under the heat that felt very hot, I went around the market, looking for various purposes. It was my first time to go to the market to shop. But it's okay, as long as I get whatever I need, it doesn't matter.
Look at this bag I've been carrying, almost full of stuff. One thing I can't buy is a cell phone. Though there are many used cell phones sold from various brands neatly arranged in the etalation as if calling me. Too bad I can't buy it.
The money I have left is a little. Maybe it's just enough to pay for the house I'm going to rent and eat for the next few days.
By riding an ojek, I arrived at an area that I had just visited for the first time. Reportedly, this area is a lot of cheap costs.
"Excuse me, ma'am, is there an empty room?" ask a rental room owner. He looked at my appearance from top to bottom then asked for my identity card. "sorry Mom, my ID left behind, to be honest. It is true that all my precious letters are in the hands of my stepmom. The last time I was with him, I only brought a cell phone, which unfortunately I lost my phone which cost tens of millions.
"Then find another cosan Neng. I don't accept a tenant without an identity." ketus this old mother. It's possible that his experience as a boarding mother has made him have to be firm with every unclear guest like me.
I tried hard to convince him, but it didn't work.
Finally, because of my patience searching and continuing to look for rental rooms, I got them. Yeah, actually I'm not so click with this room, but inevitably I have to occupy it. It's late and I don't have time to look for better.
The room I occupied was so narrow, the walls were full of graffiti even the floor was not covered with ceramics. Not to mention there are unpleasant smells that smell out of nowhere. But no matter, this is more quiet than living in the middle of a mountain of garbage.
A new day came back to greet me. I got ready to take a shower and put on the clothes I just bought yesterday.
Before looking for work, I would go to see my mother to get all the valuable documents of my personal property left behind in my old house.
No, I was stunned staring at my palace building that was tightly closed, no security opening the fence
to me. It turns out that right, my house has been confiscated. I don't know where mom went. What about all my valuable documents? I really need all of that to apply for a job. Degrees, ID cards, all left in that house. Where should I find my mom? Did that woman even secure it for me? I don't think it's possible.
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Kei did not give up hope. He tried his luck in finding a job. What jobs are important.
Right now, in front of him stood a fairly crowded restaurant. This restaurant was the seventh place he went. May this time not be rejected outright again, please, in his heart he prayed.
The problem of identity cards and ijzah that he does not have makes it difficult to be accepted to work. In fact, he is a graduate of one of the top universities. Unfortunately, he has no physical evidence for his confession.
Luckily one of the restaurant staff is on maternity leave starting today, so it was forced to accept Keisya to work temporarily.
Kei's job is only two, namely cleaning the table and washing dishes. Kei is absolutely not allowed to serve customers directly and all he has to remember, never go near the cashier table.
"Geez, Keisya, can you wash dishes, right? Very lemoth!"
Not only a cynical gaze, Keisya's mental several times must be tested by snapping at the restaurant manager because his work is not optimal.
There's a lot of maki that Kei got.
"Poor man, belagu! No work is done." he was even told 'load' by some of them.
The habit of living like a princess who has servants in her house makes Kei unskilled in doing homework or kitchen. It's not that Kei can't, it's just that he can't be perfect in this business.
Pensive kei. Suddenly his heart was sad again. Given how people didn't believe him just because he didn't have a clear identity, it was so heart-slicing. Tired he walked hundreds of meters from the bus stop, making him cry now.
Kei wants to tell a story. Kei wants to ask for help. But who? how should he contact others if his cell phone does not exist?
David Erlangga's. Kei still kept it clearly in his brain, the contact number of his first love. But never mind, Kei still had the shame to contact the person who had rejected his love. Although the feeling was no longer there, but still it was not easy.
"David, you must be busy dating. As for me, I was moving while creeping. Your life is progressing, but I've only just started after my life has been pushed back a thousand times."
Robians? What about the man Kei wanted to fight for? Kei still remembers clearly going to Antami's company and offering love to the man, knowing that he liked him a lot. But, apparently, it was too late. But it's not that. It's not the love Kei wants right now. He will only focus on trying to succeed in order to get back his childhood home that has been confiscated by the bank. Although that sounds impossible, Kei is fully convinced that he will get the house back, and restore the stability of his life. "If I'm shameless, I'll come to you again for help, Bian."
Being alone and not having someone to talk to, really made Kei understand what 'loneliness' was'.
The morning came back. Keisya rushed over not wanting to be scolded for being late.
During the break, more and more people visit restaurants. Of course more solid dish and table laundry that must be cleaned. Kei did everything with pleasure.
While cleaning the table, a voice suddenly sounded. "Keyasya?" make Kei's hand activity stop for a moment. He looked towards the source of the voice.
"Mama?"
Is correct. It was this woman who had brought him into danger. Meeting again with this face, immediately made Kei forget to ask the whereabouts of his important letters. He wanted to scold his father's mending wife.
With his hands clenching the evasive cloth, he approached the woman standing with a nervous face.
"Why is mom here?"
"Look? Where have you been, you?"
"Why? Do I look like a ghost? Don'tbeafraid. Let's talk." Kei clutched the woman's hand forcefully with greasy dirty hands due to food scraps from the evasive cloth.
"Keisya, what's going on?" the manager approached with a search face.
"Sir, this officer of yours is disrespectful. He touched me with his dirty hands." this woman immediately blamed Kei.
"Sorry sir, this is my personal business with this man."
While on the other side. Robian just got out of his car after arriving at a restaurant where Kei's mama had him meet over lunch. Bian didn't come alone. He was accompanied by a girl.
Suddenly the phone rang. Apparently it was from Megan's aunt's men who helped her find Kei's whereabouts.
When he realized he was in the right place, Bian stepped swiftly into the restaurant.
Very true information he got. The girl he had been searching for for the past few months, was already in front of his eyes.
Keishya. Although he looks thinner and wears an apron, but Bian believes he is Keisya.
But what is it? It seemed like Kei was arguing with two people.
"I told you, come with me, we're talking somewhere else." she forced her mother back.
"Yes, if you treat a customer like this, you'll be fired right now!" firmly the manager.
All eyes are on them. Including Robian who just arrived. Kei only realized that he was the object of attention. His vision met Robian and someone next to him. Instantly Kei could not wrinkle.
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