Duren Campus
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Dozens of people dispersed slowly, on this occasion also Bu Tuti disbanded and went home. After entering the house and closing the door, he shouted. “Aisyahh...” That first shout did not manage to summon Aisyah. “Aisyahhhh.. hurry here.” Ms. Tuti shouted again in a higher tone then sat back on the sofa to stare at the TV screen.

A bit long Aisyah came compared to the first installment. “Aisyah why long come you? Sister call from earlier.” Ask Bu Tuti to his sister.

“Tadi nanggung Uni, again njai and almost completed one sheet so it is finished as a new sheet I open the face and here Uni.” It was clearly Aisyah who was already standing in front of Bu Tuti.

“Oh so well.” Reply Bu Tuti understand. “You are from idle, want to work no?” Tanya Bu Tuti to her sister.

Hearing that Aisyah immediately nodded and excitedly, He had long been looking for work. It had been a while for him to stay at Bu Tuti's house without any income. All her needs were borne for free by her Brother but there were times when Aisyah felt reluctant and did not want to burden her Brother.

Difficult to find a job makes him unemployed and choose to help his brother. Plus her status as a Widow made her afraid to leave the house, just in case she was denigrated in society.

“Work? Yes want Uni, as long as it is halal and not at risk.” Aisyah replied while looking down at the floor.

“No, this is not risky, and also halal, which is important you want.” Said Bu Tuti while stomping his feet. “Aisyah here pijit I.” Pinta Bu Tuti looking up at his sister's face. Aisyah approached him and sat on the floor and stomped at Bu Tuti's feet.

“What jobs do Uni mean jobs?” Aisyah dared to ask.

“This is an easy job for you, even you can work without leaving this house.” Said Bu Tuti who now holds the TV remote and moves his TV channel.

“What job it is, why it seems strange.” Sahut Aisyah, still her hands move to massage her legs.

“That's Alex again looking for a Babysitter, he's a rich man, definitely a big salary. If you want, He will accept you because Hendra is more comfortable with you than having to be with someone new. Even with me Hendra was reluctant, even though I've met him. Especially the prospective Babysitters.” Bu Tuti obviously told his sister.

Aisyah simply fell silent without saying, too many things she thought about until her mouth was still closed. Aisyah was just busy continuing to massage Bu Tuti's legs from the tip of the foot to the knee.

“Aisyah, why not answer?” Tanya Bu Tuti who is waiting for a response to comments from his sister.

“Uni...” Aisyah replied with doubt.

*

Mr. Didit came home from driving Andra and Indra, the luxury car stopped right in front of his house. The page was still crowded with future babysitters Alex. All eyes were looking at Mr. Didit getting down from the car without blinking, not because Mr. Didit was handsome but looking at Alex's luxury Landcruiser. Mr. Didit got out of the car and approached his wife.

“Idihhhh... Who is this?” Mr. Didit muttered inwardly as he glanced at Anabelle. His gaze was astonished and confused while saying this is a woman or a man. Physically a pure woman, but a jakun and his mustache? It turned out that Mr. Didit's eyes were observant enough to see the thin whiskers protected by the foundation. Then Mr. Didit ignored Anabelle and rebuked his wife.

“Good Well...” replied Bu Tanjung then He stood up and put his hands back on his waist. “Consideration for everything let's follow both of us and you Anabelle just wait on my home porch only.” Obviously Bu Tanjung.

“Ihhhh how is that Mom? I am also a job applicant here.” Anabelle said. He hit his right leg.

“Later I'll tell Alex to go see you here, You just wait. Oh yes, here are all the Maps.” Said Ms. Tuti to the man in the Pink shirt.

“Created Bu?” Anabelle said as she gave all the Map away, her eyes sparkling. He was more and more convinced of the privilege that Bu Tuti had given him. “Entah dream what I was last night yes Allah.” Anabelle cried out inwardly. Then Anabelle sat down to relax on the terrace chair of Bu Tanjung's house.

Hearing that speech was a touch of the eleven people who were in front of Bu Tanjung looked at each other while not believing to hear what was said by Bu Tanjung. But they were reluctant to protest, fearing that it could be eliminated right then and there.

“Iya right, just wait here.” Bu Tanjung clarifies. “Others follow Me and Mr. Didit, come let's.” Take Bu Tanjung to the future Babysitter Alex. They're all walking toward Alex's house leaving Anabelle.

Dong! Mr. Didit rang Alex's doorbell. Alex came out by opening the door, the eleventh would-be Babysitter Alex was in a blooming flowerbed. What a moment they have been waiting for. Their eyes sparkled as Alex smiled kindly to everyone.

“Assalamualaikum Mr Alex, this how next?” Ask Mr. Didi who glanced at the eleven people.

“Beginnya Mr. Alex, to be orderly how about one of them who goes into the house. Mr. Alex just sit in the living room waiting, let me arrange it here. Who has not been called later just let it wait outside.” Sahut Bu Tanjung's. He tried to give Alex advice and Alex just nodded.

“Dad, Dad accompany Mr. Alex inside ya.” Bu Tanjung's orders to her husband.

“Good Bu.” Answer Mr. Didit. Then Mr. Didit came in and sat on the living room sofa. The door was left open, Ms. Tanjung was sitting on the porch seat while the prospective Babysitter Alex was waiting while standing.

“Consider everything, whose name I call please to go directly in yes.” Say Bu Tanjung while opening the Map that He has pocketed. “At present name Toukiyem.” Shouted Bu Tanjung who called one of them.

“Engge I Bu.” Answer Ms. Tukiyem. This mother wore a blue tidal hijab with a drawn line motif. Wear white and brown pants. His body is short and fat, his skin is brownish black, from his accent replied He came from the tribe of Java. When viewed from her appearance, it seems like she is a mother who can babble children.

Mrs Tukiyem entered Alex's house. He looked around at Alex's house as he took a step through the door. “Think housene is luxurious, but simple. It turns out Mr. Alex is a simple man.” Bu Tukiyem muttered.

“Sini Bu please sit.” Mr. Didit invited Mr. Tukiyem to sit on the sofa in front of Alex.

“Pak Didit please wait a moment yes same Mother, I want to be in bentar.” Alex whispered to Mr. Didit.