Beautiful Courier Canary
So Courier, Why Not?

"Ma, where are you going? " ask Kania

"Mama's going to the market. Want to shop for merchandise tomorrow, " explains Miss Ira.

"Well .. preferably, mama stopped selling, "proposed Kania.

Ira was shocked to hear her daughter's advice. "If you stop selling, what do you eat? " asked Ira with a stifled voice.

Ira's mom pulled Kania into the kitchen. To be more free to talk and not wake Mr. Malik, her husband.

"Darling, try to rethink your proposal. If mama doesn't trade yellow rice, how can we buy medicine for papa? "

Kania's heart grew increasingly sad to hear the rejection of her mother. However, Kania was even more sad when her mother had to work hard to slam the bones.

"I can work, Ma. Any work that is important halal, " said Kania.

"Cania! You can't work. Remember your future, son. Mama and papa's dream, if you .. if you become an ambassador, " said Ms. Ira with a trembling voice holding back tears.

"I want to work, ma! Let me work, "pinta Kania. He ran into the room leaving Bu Ira alone in the kitchen.

Kania opened her phone. Looking for job advertisements. Who knows if someone would be kind enough to hire him as an employee. With an SMU diploma capital.

"Huh ... Why is the average required S1? " ask Kania annoyed.

Kania put the phone on the bed. Take a deep breath. Almost desperate. However, papa's sick face and mother crossed his mind.

"I can't give up, "Kania's determination.

Kania's eyes were fixed on an advertisement.

"It takes a man/woman for a courier position. A SIM C. And ... degree is not preferred" read it. "I think I could be a courier. There is no choice, "he said.

Kania recorded the mobile number listed in the ad. Then contacted.

"Assynolajet. Can I ask you about the courier ads, ? " tanya Kania rada was nervous.

"Greetings walaikum. Aye right. I was also looking for a courier to help deliver cakes online, "clearly the voice of a woman.

"There's still a vacancy, ma'am? Incidentally, I was interested, " said Kania.

"There's still a deck. If so, sister please meet me at home tomorrow at 4 pm. My address is Jalan Bunga Melati No 15, " said the mother.

"Yes, mom. Insha Allah, I come to see my mother tomorrow, " said Kania. He also hung up his phone.

"Call who, Mi? " ask Rommy.

"This is my new courier candidate, " replied Madam Nadia.

"What happened to Dicky? That's what she says mommy confidants, " said Rommy.

"Oh ... Dicky. Several times he took a run for mami's cake order. At first, he said it was lost, stolen, fallen in the street. Apparently, the money was he used himself, " explains Madam Nadia.

"You too, don't want to help mom! " reproach Bu Nadia.

"Cok so I'm to blame! Mommy herself was fooled by Dicky, "rommy protest.

Madam Nadia refrained from retaliating against the words of Rommy, her only child. Rommy's character is hard and willing to win alone makes Miss Nadia choose to give up.

"We're having dinner, yuk! " let Madam Nadia switch the conversation.

Madam Nadia and Rommy stepped towards the dining table. On the table served crispy fried chicken, scrambled, and Rommy's favorite fried tempe.

"Mommy cooks herself, " said Madam Nadia.

Bu Nadia hires Bi Ida to ease her domestic duties as a housewife. So that Madam Nadia can focus on taking care of her online cake business.

"He asked permission to go home this morning. He said his son was sick, " replied Nadia.

Rommy continues to eat. Her tongue was more familiar with Bi Ida's cooking than her mother's.

"Where are you going, baby? " ask Ms. Ira. Surprised by Kania's neat appearance that afternoon.

Kania wore a navy blue long-sleeved shirt with light blue jeans. The color of the shirt further confirms the white skin of Kania like pearls.

"I'm going to go to an interview, Ma. I got a work call, " whispered Kania afraid to hear Mr. Malik.

"Why was the interview in the afternoon? Strange, "amused by Bu Ira.

Kania Tidal answered her mother's question. She's re-correcting her make up. So that no one can cast.

"I'll go first, ma. Pray yes, Ma. Let me get accepted to work, "pinta Kania.

Kania turn on motor. Go to Madam Nadia's house. With a million hopes of getting a job, even if only as a courier.

I don't know how many times, Madam Nadia watched a cake recipe show on You Tube. Sometimes he stopped temporarily so that the recipe could be recorded.

Kania arrives in front of Madam Nadia's house. The cream colored house is so beautiful. The courtyard was filled with flowers blooming. Starting from jasmine, roses, orchids, and some types that Kania does not know its name.

Kania knocked on the door of the house. A mother whose age is not much different Bu Ira, Mama Kania, appeared behind the door of the house. Her face was oval, there were two dimples on each of her cheeks, and hair was dyed blonde. Guess Kania, this is the boss' candidate.

"Assalamualaikum, Mum. Me, Kania. I asked about the courier vacancy yesterday, " explained Kania.

"Greetings walaikum. Oh .. yes. Sorry, I almost forgot. Come on, come on in! " take Madam Nadia.

Kania went into Madam Nadia's house. "Who was his name? " ask Nadia again.

"Kania, " answered Kania briefly.

Madam Nadia picked up a bottle of soft drink from a mini showcase that was deliberately stored in the living room.

"Young people usually like this. Have a drink, brother, " said Madam Nadia.

Kania drank a soft drink to relieve her nervousness. Even though he was not thirsty.

"You're in college? " ask Miss Nadia.

"Yes, mom. I was looking for a job to pay for college. It's not nice to keep asking for money with the parents, " replied Kania.

"How can you divide your time between college and work? Weight, " said Miss Nadia.

"God's Insha can, ma'am, " said Kania.

Madam Nadia looked at Kania's face. I don't know why, suddenly there is love. She could feel that Kania was a good girl. Although, it was only the first time.

"You got a SIM C? " ask Miss Nadia.

"Have. This is the SIM, "ansaid Kania thrust her SIM into the hands of Madam Nadia.

Madam Nadia checked Kania's SIM. "Alright, you I accept work. Your salary per month. I'm also responsible for your motor gasoline. You can work tomorrow, " explains Miss Nadia.

"Alhamdullah. Thank you, ma'am, " said Kania gratefully.

Kania wants to go home. To bring this happy news to his name. However, Madam Nadia's hand gestured, wait a moment.

Madam Nadia went inside for a while. He brought a box of cookies. "This is for you. This is my online sale. One more thing, call me mommy. Not Ma'am, "said Madam Nadia.

Kania nodded in agreement with a smile. He went home to meet his parents.

" Ma, I got accepted to work, " whispered Kania while hugging her mother.