ALARAIN: Big Identity
5. trust

Call Me Rain's!

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Alarain rushed out of school. His initial intention was to find a part-time job for a high school boy. Maybe become a waitress in a cafe, or become a cashier in a minimarket. Well that's a possibility, because not necessarily anyone who wants to hire school children ko, on average.

It was just that, the situation and conditions did not support his intentions. The road he took towards the place in question was an alley. A narrow alley full of dirt and rubbish scattered. As far as Alarain only this shortcut will be very fast towards what is meant.

Alarain glanced at the time at his watch. 17:17, it will be night soon and his mother will scold him if he returns home too late. No, if there was any obvious reason, her mother would have scolded her. But, maybe he could not find a job, because the current situation was very irritating.

"Beautiful! Hand over your valuables!"

Situations such as kidnapping, robbery, and murder are common. Especially as in the capital city of Jakarta, a big city with a myriad of worldly things, materials.

Alarain stared at the glimpses of two people in black who had a flaw on their face. He turned his gaze to a steel pipe in the hand of one of the men, to hurt him.

What valuable things does he have? The money to ride the questionnaire has run out somewhere. Even so Alarain replied coldly, "don't have any!" Behind the non-minus glasses he used, Alarain with his arrogant attitude stared recklessly at the two people.

I don't know who started, a fierce fistfight ensued. The two men beat Alarain at the same time. Perhaps, the two of them did not expect that the seventeen-year-old girl was able to match their strength. In a split second, the fight could be seen that Alarain would win it. The two men were breathing. Until the moment one of them intends to hit him from behind, with a steel pipe that was previously Alarain tampis, Alarain quickly turned his back and protected himself using the person fighting in front of him at the moment. And, the blow hit his friend until he fainted.

The one who hits seems angry when good things do not match what he expects. The next blow he will lay on Alarain who looks careless. One more time, the expedition was not realized.

Before the blow hit him, Alarain first kicked the man to his knees, hit the trash can and finally fainted.

Alarain sighed. Events like this have been his daily food when in Bandung. Even the situation was more stressful than the present. He held the corner of his bruised lip. The man who fainted earlier was the cause. Alarain squatted in the position of the nearest person, then reached into his pocket. The identity of that person is known. Alarain was silent, he had no expression, only his cold face was colder, before the identity card he put on the black leather jacket he was wearing.

"The crazy bastards."

After the death of Alarain, the person who had been a spectator came out of a dark place with a scary grin.

"I'm even crazier than these two people because they want to have you!"

***

Sunday should be a break with hangouts, out playing with your friends or you're doing your homework with your mamma, then you also saw your father who hidmat reading the newspaper accompanied by a cup of warm sweet tea. Maybe this story has never been felt Alarain. The presence of parents should be the safest place for a child. The presence of parents should be the most comfortable place for a child.

In the heat of the sun at this time. With his shabby clothes Alarain was hanging around looking for a job ready to work on a schoolboy. After more than one store to another, or from cafe to another cafe Alarain did not get vacancies and no one wanted to work for school children, the final step of this long journey is blessed in a secluded cafe that is not too crowded. With all the courage Alarain entered the cafe.

Alarain stopped in front of the cashier's desk, "Excuse me, is here looking for workers? Like waiters?"

Cashier's mother puffed up to find the girl in a ponytail with glasses perched sweetly next to her nose. "Wait a minute deck!" Then he called someone.

Alarain was silent he was still waiting for the next reply from the cashier. "Our restaurant needs workers. Maybe at the waiter or office girl. Will you accept it."

Cashier's mom smiled funny. "For the rest, I think our manager will intervene on his own! You can sit on the chair first!" He pointed at an inconspicuous chair suitable for discussing important matters.

Alarain according. About five minutes, the man in black came over to her. "Alarain Jayden?"

Alarain swiftly stood a sign of respect, he lowered his head, "right sir!"

"Still in school?"

"Yes sir!"

The manager sat down and let Alarain sit down as well. "I'm ready to work with you, in the evening, from late afternoon until half past ten o'clock, are you ready?"

Alarain firmly, "ready sir!"

"The salary at the kamui restaurant is not great. Moreover, you are a new servant, performance in work is needed as well. I also don't need someone who isn't committed. Have you ever worked as a waiter?"

"Early sir!"

"I explained it in detail and will see your personal notes!

Mr. Jordan, the manager of Resto Afiar is blessed. Tell me everything about this restaurant. It's not good to talk to new people. Mr. Jordan knows that. This restaurant was established about five years ago and has not been very developed. But this restaurant really appreciates the customers, too, hiring mid-level servants or even giving a special banquet to the hero.

Once felt enough, and essentially Alarain accepted in this restaurant. Alarain's home.

The look of the cashier full of question marks!

"Is it okay for us to hire him?"

***

Go all day here. Alarain rests in a garden square. The phenomenon he often heard was now clearly visible in his eyes. A beautiful song came from that place. A large cross on it characterizes a place of worship for religious people.

Lord. Do you really believe in your God?

Alarain left the park. On the way, he heard a strange language that he did not understand. However, the sedentary groove seemed to move his heart, just a moment before Alarain fled from the proximity of the place.

It was someone who was the middle of the Qiro'ah at the ta'lim assembly event.

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