An Overdose of Love
Workmanship
All the work has been canceled and now my head is getting dizzy seven circumference. I don't know why, everything was so sudden it didn't hire me. Which already has a contract signature, not to be thought of by the sense of also cancelling too. Even though they have paid compensation, but the heart seemed to struggle unwillingly, because that is my only way so that this self is increasingly known to the world.
"Ah, shit ... shit, why is everything like this? What the hell is going on now? Why did everyone seem to be working together to cancel my job? Is there anyone behind this mastermind? Heeeh," lamented, exhaling vigorously as I was daydreaming in the room.
"Boss, what are you doing?" ask Rohmat who has been playing in my room.
"Just think about it" I replied casually.
"Thinking about work?" tanyanya.
"Emm."
"Do you think there's any discrepancy in all this? I find it very strange to those who cancel, as if they have worked together to undo all. Do you think there's anyone behind this, because I don't like my job?" ask the assistant seriously.
"I feel weird too, boss. All cooking is canceled, without any clear and accurate reason. I think there must be someone behind this mastermind" replied Rohmat confirming.
"Who do you think you are, behind this mastermind?" ask me more seriously who is now up to sit down.
"I don't know who that is either, which is obviously someone who doesn't like you, boss."
"But feeling, I'm 'no enemy. I'm not just a small model who crawls from scratch, there may be an opponent who shirked at me for the fame that began to skyrocket," said I felt strange.
"Come, boss. It is important that you be patient about this disaster. Let's hope this storm will end and quickly restore your work" Rohmat said.
"Huuuf, yes."
Days have passed into months, but the circumstances of my work remain the same. Now I'm just so unemployed with a lot of busyness, to try to offer myself to all places to accept my services as a model, and strangely they haven't had time to read my history or see my skills just yet, they just outright refused. Confusion had struck, because of the work that can be used to connect life, in addition to just being a model. Want to rely on other things such as using strong energy to work, I do not master.
Because of my busy life looking for work, until recently I rarely met Karin and her baby, because in my brain now just looking and looking for a job, what I deserve to do to survive, which is now starting to deplete income. Until Rohmat even I could try not to follow me to work again, but thank God he still remained faithful to accompany me even though I did not pay.
"Where, sir? Can I work here, as a model in a shop? Salary is not my concern, the important thing is I can be accepted to work here?" I get tense when I try to apply for a job.
"Do you really want to receive whatever salary we love?" ask the owner of a wedding dress shop.
"Yes, sir."
"All right, then. Tomorrow you can start the work, as a first step to see your skills," replied the main boss received well.
"really that? Thank you ... thank you, sir!" I said it was good to shake the boss' hand immediately, shaking his hand violently and violently, because he was so happy.
"Yes, equally," he answered kindly.
With a happy mood, I quickly walked out of the boss' room, to immediately approach the Rohmat waiting outside.
"Where, boss?" ask the curious Rohmat.
"Yes, thank goodness. I was finally accepted," I replied with a big smile.
"Aaah, thank goodness. Finally, our struggle is not in vain" replied Rohmat who was happy.
"Let's celebrate this happiness by eating in a cafe, how?" bikolu.
"Well, can .. can it be boss. Come on!" rohmat said he agreed.
A feeling of joy came to us, with my hands already busy embracing Rohmat's shoulder, to immediately take him out of the shop which would be my start to work again.
Kling, a message has come in, which has the name of the boss who just accepted me.
I who have read the message, feel the chest began to be so hot, due to the anger that was so felt had peaked to the crown.
"Ahhhh, bulls*t. All unbelievable, just wanted to play me, "My frustration is angry.
The plot, with a rough phone now I have thrown strong in the car seat, until the case and cover are scattered everywhere, so strong I slammed. The shocked spirit, unable to speak any more, knew once that I was so overcome by the intense anger.
When emotions touch the soul, without much speech I immediately climb the stairs of the house, to enter immediately into the room.
Braaak, I violently slammed the door, with the body of the follower I also slammed firmly in the sheets, until the reflection of springbad felt bouncing very comfortable.
"Why did everything go like this? What should I do now, when the work is canceled. Aahs ... Aaah, how is this? My finances are getting thinner and thinner. Can I survive in such a situation? Should I go back to asking my parents for help? Ah .. ah, no .. no, I will not ask for the help of those who have hurt me. I have to stay in this condition. You have to keep fighting Chris, despite the worst. I'm sure you can get through it, Chris!" my heart is strengthening to myself.
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Because I was bored at home, now finally the car I launched to go to the lover of the heart and the little Karin that I always missed. Her name is now very beautiful according to her face, namely Naya caca kandriana.
With my capital depleted, I now set up a small bakery business to connect my life. Although not how much income, but can't be to meet my daily needs are increasingly swollen. With two three employees, now I leave the store to them, so I can relax working without bothering to drain energy.
After Karin gave birth, I have not been able to keep the promise to marry her immediately, because the financial condition that again collapsed radul can not apply immediately. Marriage is a once-in-a-lifetime promise to wade through happiness, so I had to prepare with a little bit of beautiful, nice and certainly luxurious feel. But until now the plan I postponed first, until the finances improved again.
"Hey, honey. How's it going?" I asked the baby Karin who still looks tiny.
"Hey too, Chris!" say hello to the little one, with Karin answering.
It seems that Naya is now very fussy, with her cries that relentlessly continue to shed tears, until Karin and Miss Fatimah have been hassles made, which is to try to calm the cry of the Naya quickly subsided.
"Here ...here, let's go with Chris. Who knows this beautiful Naya is again fussy, due to longing for the same om. Aye, right?" I said with a sweet smile, to try to take over from Fatimah's arm.
I don't know why Naya is strengthening the cry, with behavior like a person who is angry.
"What's this, buk?" I asked Fatimah when Naya still did not stop crying.
"I don't know, either, Chris. From yesterday Naya was very fussy," she replied not knowing.
"Is he sick?" I asked while fumbling at Naya's forehead, to check her body temperature.
"I don't know either, Chris!" said Karin who looks once there is a tinge of anxiety.
"He's not hot. But, look! Why is his breath stinginging like taking a breath is very difficult. Lips, face and skin are slightly bluish and there are few dark spots? What the hell is this really? And I think your son's weight from yesterday ngak up, kayak lightly on the day yesterday-yesterday," My suspicion when riding it.
"Yes, Chris. Even if the men*s* breath is always heavy, like can not breathe the air properly," said Karin lethargic so worried.
"Why did you not say from yesterday. Then let's just go check on Naya to the doctor, so we'll find out if she's okay or not?" my proposal.
"But, Chris. I don't have the cost to check it out" Karin replied weakly.
"You don't think about it first, let me bear it all later. What is important now is that we try to check on your child first, because he is afraid that there is a disease that he is suffering from now," I argue that Karin is upset.
"Yes, Karin. Don't think about the cost first, we take Naya to the hospital first, because who knows exactly what Chris Nak said. If there is no cost, let's use mother's savings later. Come quickly, we take Naya away before it's too late" said Fatimah who co-proposed to take her to the hospital.
"Good, mom, Chris. Thank you for your help."
"Yes, equally. Come on," take me.
Finally the three of us took Naya to the hospital in my car, to get treatment immediately what really happened to her.