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Zikri's simple contract

Zikri tried again to find a contract. He kept walking while asking the people he met.

Finally he found a very simple contract.The distance is a bit far from where he works. But he thought it was okay than no place to live at all.

Talk to the contract owner. He finally decided to stay there.

Zikri returned to the guard post to bring her bags.

"Alhamdulillah sir. I have been hired." Zikri said to Mr. Ahmad.

"Alhamdulillah Sir. Where's Pak her contract...???" Ask Mr. Ahmad.

"From this alley into sir..."

"Oh yes Sir...!!"

"I'll excuse you sir."

"Yes Sir.. please...!!" Answer Mr. Ahmad.

Then Zikri brought his luggage, and he went to his rented house.

"Alhamdulillah." Zikri.

He began to clean the contract and clean it up.

"If this is good, even though simple is important clean and neat" said Zikri again.

"The thump first akhhh....!!!"

Zikri brought his cell phone and he took a picture of his room and sent his picture to his wife.

Not long after his wife called.

"Sir... it's been contracted...???" ask wife.

"Yes Ma... Thank God you have got it."

"I think it's really small, sir...?"

"It's okay ma'am .. Contract on the full.the existence of this one." Answer Zikri.

"Father eat first.. keep resting ya..." Said wife.

"Father has eaten Mom. Now his eyes are so sleepy. You rest first ..??"

"Yes sir.. Father rest yes..."

Zikri hung up.

He broke his body, and he fell asleep.

Looks so tired Zikri.

A few hours later Zikri woke up and washed his dirty clothes. Then he sunbaked.

His stomach is starting to shake.

"Well..must go to the rice shop...!!" Zikri.

Then he walked in search of food.

"Mom..the rice is one egg and one tempe.." Zikri said to the mother of the rice seller.

"What'd you like to pack here, sir..???"

"Wrapped by Mom...!!!"

"Oh yeah..."

Zikri returned to the contract with a pack of rice.

He ate his rice packet.

"Alhamdulillah...."

After eating Zikri counted the rest of the money.

"Pay the contract already, here's the rest to eat, buy soap... Not enough....!!!?" Zikri spoke inwardly.

"details..." Zikri's phone reads.

"Isma called..??!"

"Assynoltom... Is.." is..."

"Waalikalight... Sis. How's it going...??" ask Isma.

"Alhamdulillah... Brother is well Is. How's it there, everyone's healthy..??" Ask Zikri.

"All is well. Brother again why, not work yet...???"

"Sister just finished eating. Brother, watch the night Is."

"Oh that... Brother got a contract..??" Ask Isma again.

"Udah .. This is just a book." Answer Zikri.

"Newly dapet... lah yesterday brother slept where...???"

"Son yesterday's brother slept at the guard post.same in Mushola."

"Jeez Brother...!!!"

"It's okay yesterday brother directly work, so haven't had time to look for a contract."

"Oh yes... Thank God that now my sister has. Take care of your health, brother."

"Yes Is..."

"Isma hang up the phone first yes.. later Isma calls again."

"yes Is .."

"Assynoltom..."

"Getishalight."

Zikri hung up.

Waiting for long work time. Zikri sat in front of his contract.

"Still in the afternoon.. Why ..??"

"Akh take a shower first.Just pray." Zikri said in his heart.

He took his towel, then he went to the bathroom.

After the bath, he had his alphabet and he prayed.

After the prayer, he sat back in front of the contract.

"Sir... Just contracted here..??" ask one of his neighbors.

"Oh yes sir.Greetings know.my name is Heru." Neighborly.

"Yes sir. greetings know also. My name is Zikri."

"Sir Heru has contracted here for a long time..??" Ask Zikri.

"Lumayan lama, it's been almost 3 years." Answer Mr. Heru.

"It's been a while, too, sir... Where do you work..??"

"I work as maintenance at the garment factory Pak. If you're your own...???" Ask Mr. Heru.

"I am a security sir...!!!" Answer Zikri.

"Yes it's okay sir. whatever our work is important halal." Said Mr. Heru.

"Let's go Mr... coffee...!!!" Bring Zikri.

"Yes sir, thank you.. next time..want to be holy first...!!"

"Yes...Sir. please."

Mr. Heru got into his contract.

"You go to work like you have to eat first" said Zikri.

"Find me akhh while I'm around here."

Zikri took a small walk in search of food.He went around the rented area.

He thought that every day buying side dishes and rice would be wasteful.

"Later if there is more sustenance buy magic com akhh. let later just buy the side dish, so not too wasteful right." Zikri said again.

"Mom... as always.. rice packs her one...!!" Said Zikri to the rice merchant's mother.

"What do you want to use...?"

"As usual Ms ..!!"

"Oh.. yes.. well.. This is Mr...!!"

"Yes.thank you, Mom."

"Yes.neither."

Zikri walked back, towards the contract.

Once there, he unwrapped his rice.

When he ate, his wife called.

"Assalamualaikum...?"

"Waalaikum... Father again what...??"

"This father again eat.. briefly again will go to work."

"Oh yeah... What did you eat...???" Ask wife.

"Mum's custom.. tempe is the same...!!!"

"It's okay sir."

"What are the kids, ma'am..???" Ask Zikri.

"So he said to go play to Isma's house."

"Oh yeah..."

"Yes, be careful with your work."

"Yes, Mom."

"Mom hang up the phone first."

"Yes Mom..."

"Assalamualaikum...?"

"Getishalight." Answer Zikri.

Then Zikri continued eating.

"Alhamdulillah..."

No time has shown at half-six in the afternoon.

Zikri was getting ready to go to work. Don't forget he brought his scabbard and his peci.

Then he closed the door and locked it neatly.

He began to move his feet towards work.

Mr. Ahmad has been seen at the Guard post.

"Assynoltom... Sir...!! Zikri.

"Waalaikum... Mr. Zikri has come when the time to enter is still half an hour." Answer Mr. Ahmad.

"There's nothing, sir.in the contract there's also no work."

"I finished the report book first, sir...!!" Said Mr. Ahmad.

"Yes Sir... please...!!"

Time has shown at six in the afternoon.

"We pray first Sir...!!!" Bring Zikri.

"Yes Mr. Zikri first, then I will. Nobody's guarding here." Answer Mr. Ahmad.

"Oh yes sir. I forgot."

Zikri then went to mushola. He prayed first.

A few minutes later, he returned to the guard station.

"It's been sir's work, now it's my turn." said Zikri.

"Yes sir. Everything is done. I'm over to the Father."

"Oh yes, sir..."

"If so, I say yes sir. Just want to pray first." said Mr. Ahmad.

"Yes Sir.. please...!!" answer Zikri.

Then Zikri sat down on the chair and started reading the report book written by Mr. Ahmad.