Back to Your Heaven
Unpaid

Arriving at work, Zikri went straight to the guard post.

While Arul has gone to his workplace.

"Assalamualaikum Mr. Budi." Said Zikri approaching guard friend huh

"Yes, Waalaikumsalam." Answer Mr. Budi with a sharp tone

As usual, Mr. Budi's attitude has not changed. But Zikri always responded patiently.

"How are you, sir?" Ask Zikri

"Good." Answer is short

"Alhamdulillah then."

"Already on this 1st, where's the pay slip?" Ask Mr. Budi

"From it there's no telling to me, sir." Answer Zikri

"What the hell, not in the business he said the commander." Chirps of Mr. Budi

"Oh Allah is patient... Patience..." Zikri rubbed his chest

"Yes sir, I'll ask you again." Answer Zikri

"If this is the way, when is the pay." Mr. Budi continues to sewot

Zikri tries to shut up, and starts his job. Coincidentally at the Guard Post Mr. Ilham has not returned, he is still sitting listening to Mr. Budi's speech.

"Prophe Sir..." He said to Zikri

"Yes sir, God willing you can still be patient." Answer

"Pak Budi cooperation for sure you will not be comfortable." Added Mr. Ilham again

"Yes sir, a day feels like a week." Answer Zikri slowly

"Hehh... What are you guys talking about?" Ask Mr. Budi

"Not saying anything sir." Answer Mr. Ilham

Pak Budi's eyes continued to glance towards Zikri and Pak Ilham.

"Yes sir, I'll excuse you." Mr. Ilham said goodbye to Zikri

"Yes sir, please, have a good rest." Answer Zikri

"Yes, be patient with that person." Added Mr. Ilham again

Mr. Ilham shook his head while looking at Mr. Budi.

Zikri started working.

He is very diligent and thorough in his work. That's why young and new work has been used as a commander.

Time doesn't feel like it's 10:00. Zikri's heart began to ask why the salary slip until now does not exist. But he thought again, maybe a new day is shared.

Zikri continued his work.

Zikri looked back at his watch, it turned out to have shown at 12:00, and it was time to rest.

Zikri kept his job, and then he went to the mosque. Adzan's voice was also heard. Zikri hurried to fetch some ablution water.

After the prayer, Zikri went to the cafeteria. He brought his share of rice, and he took it to the guard post. He ate there, because he was afraid that Pak Budi was waiting for him to take turns resting.

"Please Mr. Budi if you want to rest." Zikri

"Well, if you rest, don't take long." He replied while leaving the guard post

Zikri shook his head, but he only prayed.

Not being a thought, Zikri immediately opened his food cup, and he immediately ate his lunch.

On the sidelines of his meal, Zikri also sent a message to his wife. He told him that maybe he would be late to give money, because until then the salary slip had not been held.

And luckily his wife understood, that was what made Zikri calm down.

Lunch is over. Time has shown at 13:00, but Mr. Budi has not come from his break.

"So to others just don't be long, now the break time is up still not coming." Zikri said annoyed

He continued his work again.

Zikri began to think again, it looks like the payday will indeed be late, until now there has been no salary slip distributed.

Not long, Mr. Budi came.

"Have you rested sir?" Ask Zikri

"Hhhhhhh." Answer is short

"It's a man of great interest, he thinks this place of work belongs to his father what yes." Zikri said in his heart

"Where's the pay slip?" Ask Mr. Budi

"I haven't received it yet sir."

"Task dong, how the hell."

"Yes." Yeah." Zikri answered, lazily

"Now it's a payday schedule, how about it?" Mr. Budi started to sewot

"Yes sir, I know very well that payday should be, and not only do you want payday, me and other friends are the same sir." Zikri replied rather loudly

"Had to don't gas." Said Mr. Budi

"The father of that sewot continues." Zikri replied while getting up from his seat

Until 14:00 the pay slip has not gone down. Zikri was sure that payday would be too late.

A few minutes later, Arul came there. He just got home from work.

He brought a cup of young coconut ice to his father.

"Assalamualaikum sir." Arul

"Waalaikum... Are you home, son?"

"Alhamdulillah is sir."

"Oh yes sir, this is Arul bringing young coconut ice."

Zikri accepted it.

"Who's father today?" Ask Arul

Zikri glanced his eyes at the guard post.

Arul saw it immediately.

"Oh.... What a shitty father, huh?" Arul

"Sstttt...!!" Answer Zikri

"Oh yes sir, have you paid yet?" Ask Arul

"That's precisely Rul, I think the father will be late in receiving a salary, because until now the salary slip has not been held by the father." Zikri

"Can I do that, sir?"

"Mother knows too."

"Yes, then, let Arul pay the rent ." Arul wants to ease his father's burden

"Do not Rul, later if you have a new payday pay the contract." Answer Zikri

"It's okay, sir, use the money you have first." Arul

"No need, you use to buy uniforms, it's still a long time to wait for division uniforms."

"It's okay, sir, it's easy."

"Earmmmm..." The voice of Mr. Budi was heard from inside

Mr. Budi came out while looking at Arul.

"You go home, Rul, take a break at home." Zikri

"Yes, Arul is back sir."

Arul leaves his father's workplace.

As usual he stopped by first to the Bu Asih rice shop.

This time he wanted to buy fried chicken for him and his father.

"Assalamualaikum Ma'am..."

"Waalaikum... Son Arul, want to buy a side dish?" Ask Bu Asih

"Yes ma'am, is there any fried chicken?" Ask Arul

"There's... Want what?" Ask Bu Asih again

"The wings are just Mom, 2 yes all the same sambal lalapannya also."

"Who's Arul's son, looks like he just got paid?"

"Yes Ma'am, hehe..." Arul replied with a smile

"Mother just wrap it up for a second."

"Yes, Mom."

When he finished, he went straight to the contract.

Arriving there, Arul separated 400,000 money to be paid to the rented mother. Although his father refused, Arul still paid the money.

"Thank you Arul, you paid the contract on time." Said the mother of contract

"Yes ma'am, you're welcome, Arul."

"Yes Rul."

Arul returned to the contract. And it turns out there was already his father contracted.

"Dad's home yet?"

"Yes, where's Rul?" Ask his father

"Arul came home from a rented mother sir." Answer slowly

"You paid the contract?"

"Yes sir."

"Yes, I'll change if you've already paid." Obviously his father

"Yes, I'm not angry with Arul?"

"No boy, I'm ashamed, you're bothering you."

"Mr don't talk like that."