An Overdose of Love
Losing work
The little baby I had been waiting for, I finally saw her beautiful face when she was now perched quietly right on my lap. Although I am not who he is, but the heart that wants to love him is so passionate, to be immediately raised to be a father, he continued.
"You're not working, Chris?" ask Karin who is still weak in the hospital bed.
"Again empty now," I replied casually as a smiling face stared intently at baby Karin.
"Ooh, but is there any other work in your house? You from yesterday accompanied me continue you know this hospital, is there no other activities?" tanyanya.
"Heeh, there's no Karin. You why the hell did it keep going, as if wanting to throw me out" I replied.
"Not that, Chris. I'm not happy with you, who keep looking after me and my little baby. Fear will interfere with your work and daily activities" he explained.
"Not to be so bad, I'm just relaxing waiting for you. Part of my heart is now again stashed with happiness, upon the arrival of your cute little daughter. Oh yeah, what will you give your son's name?" kepo many.
"So, I haven't thought about it in my head yet."
"What if caca. I love that name" I said with an idea.
"Good as well, but later I think of a better name and a longer one" he replied with a slight rejection.
"It's ok. The important thing is that the name is beautiful later, in accordance with her cute and beautiful face," I said already kissed the cheek of the child Karin.
"Surely it is."
I don't know why I held it so long near them both. Perhaps this is called happiness, if you have a wife followed by the arrival of a tiny little angel. Had Karin been my wife yesterday, my heart would have been a hundred times happier than it is today.
Because the parents continued Karin has come, now I try to go home first to alternate with them. The appointment job I just had couldn't leave, anyways Karin seems to be healthy and will be taken home soon today, so I'm not really worried about her, because Fatimah and her husband are always there to take care of her.
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The car has sped up to work immediately, after a few hours ago calling to wear my body as a model. I was also ready to accept the offer, immediately sliding there to immediately carry out the booking.
"Well, how come the show's right, boss. Maybe we've missed?" said Rohmat felt strange, when we both had entered the makeup area of the models.
"Not knowing either, Rohmat. Yeah yeah, I think the show started that way, weird!" back to my words I feel astonished.
"We'll find the owner's boss first, who called us earlier, yuk!" take me to Rohmat.
"Yes, boss."
After a long search here and there crowded with many visitors, we finally found him too, who had noticed the course of the event he led.
"Hallo boss," said Rohmat.
"Yes," he answered kindly, turning to us
"Boss, it wasn't a few hours ago that I called my master Chris to be the main model, but why now the show has started without waiting for us again" Rohmat said immediately frankly.
"Oh, sorry Chris. Hehehe, that was indeed your intention to be the main model, but there was a new model that was no less expert kayak you, by offering cheaper service costs again than you. So sorry .. I'm sorry Chris, for cancelling the job without telling you first" said the boss.
"Heeh, why don't you tell me from earlier if it's canceled, I won't be tired of coming here. Yes, it is, Rohmat. Let's just get out of here, make an eye and goiter for a long time here," ketus said I insinuated the boss.
"Yes, boss. Come on!" answer Rohmat agrees.
"I'm sorry, Chris! This is not my wish," replied the boss lethargic as if there was guilt.
"Not your wish, what does it mean?" ask me strange who now turned the body again when it had time to waltz away.
"Ee'eeh, eng-eeg-nothing, Chris!" the answer was strangely stammered.
"Haaisst, just sprain you!" reply emotion.
"Already ...already, boss. Let's just go from here, make the mood add emotion later," said Rohmat had pulled my hand.
I who have begun to be somewhat ignited emotions, just obedient when the hand is pulled strong by Rohmat. My feeling was strange, because the attitude of the fashion show boss who said the reason, but I threw away the feeling, because it was likely not my sustenance.
Dert ... dert, the device suddenly vibrates when the message starts to enter.
Kling, there's a message I've been perched to read.
[I'm sorry, Chris. Our agreement for next week's photo shoot is off]
My astonishment asked, as the friend had suddenly canceled the job as well.
[There's nothing, just me next week not ready to hire you, maybe next time we'll work together on the photo shoot again]
[Ok 'lah, then. Not pa-pa]
[Thank you for understanding]
The last answer I replied to a message, telling me that I was sincere to cancel the job, which even though I was heartened it felt really disappointing.
"Who the hell, boss? Looks really important?" ask Rohmat wonder.
"My friend who booked the job for another week is now asking to be canceled as well" he explained.
"So weird, yeah boss. Though he was yesterday who was insistent and begging for your help to be a model photographed, why can now be canceled?" Kebingunggan Rohmat asked.
"Heeh, I don't know either!" I replied breathing deeply.
Dert ... dert, again the device has revealed an incoming message. Now repeated, a message shows that the agreement for work has been cancelled again.
"Aaah, fuck. Why is everyone now canceling work," I complained emotionally by stomping my legs firmly in the car.
"Patience .. patience boss," replied Rohmat who had been shocked.
Kring .. kring, for the umpteenth time calls and messages again report that all work has now been canceled. The spirit was instantly shattered and withered as several spellings now began to disappear one by one.
"What's going on this? Why is all the work suddenly canceled like this?" my heart already felt strange.
"You're patient, boss. Maybe everyone else is in a financial crisis, until all the work related to modeling has been canceled" said Rohmat who tried to calm me began to get angry, while his hands were still busy driving a car.
"Heeeh .. huuuufffff, Yes!" i'm lethargic.
"We go to Karin's house now" I said weakly.
"Yes, boss."
Maybe by looking at the face of the lover and his baby, my mood that is again upset and not excited again, will feel able to recover when they see their smile.
Finally the journey arrived, which took me to the destination of the house of Fatimah.
"Assalamualaikum," My greeting would like to meet with Rohmat.
"Walaikumsalam," replied compactly everyone who was sitting relaxed in the guest room.
Rohmat and I immediately kissed the hands of the back of Mr. Samsul and Mr. Fatimah. The heart was astonished, when the look on their faces looked gloomy and sad too, so that the heart was no longer strong to try to ask what was going on.
"What is this, sir, buk? Why does your face look so bent?" ask me without hesitation.
"Here, Chris boy. The father who became the only backbone, has now been fired from his job for reasons that are unclear, even though the teaching period is still long," explained Fatimah.
"What's? Really true?" I just can't believe it.
"Yes, Chris boy. How else, this has become a courtesy of the school," replied lethargic Mr. Samsul.
"Why is our fate today the same yes, sir!" my answer is weak.
"What's wrong, Chris?" tanya karin bangtung who is busy holding her child.
"Today all my work has been canceled, which is not known why," I explained.
"O Allah, why are those people so bad, when we need the job so much" Fatimah said.
"Already, let it go, ma'am. It may not be our sustenance, to be told to be patient in the face of this ordeal. Maybe our work is not suitable for the moment" said Mr. Samsul calmed us.
"Yes, sir!" answer to Fatimah's mother.
"You're patient too, Chris. All that work will definitely come back to you, if you are sincere and patient. Allah will certainly provide more sustenance if you are always willing to accept it" said Karin, who was accompanied by a sweet smile.
"Yes." Yeah."
It turns out that sure enough, the heart that again fell was lost instantly, when gathered with the family of Mr. Samsul. Their laughter, which always calmed the soul, seemed to have dispelled all that was on my mind now. The fragrant aroma of the body of the baby Karin continues to calm this feeling, when many times the smooth cheeks that are still flushed continue to kiss slowly.