From TK to KUA
7. Workup

As a housewife no matter how unpleasant the situation must be to stay up early, prepare the needs of the husband and provide a beautiful view at home as Wulan does today, drying clothes in the yard.

"What's the new neighbor?" greet one of the sixties women while holding a small child. "Say his wife is God?"

"Yes Mom, just moved in yesterday."

"Whose name? Being young means yes?"

To honor him develop a smile. "Wulan Ma'am, thank God his soul mate came spit. My own mother what's her name?"

"Call Astuti, my house is right next to yours. Come by sometime, my son-in-law has a donut business, who knows if it will become a subscription."

"Yes ma'am will definitely stop by."

"Have I continued the road again yes, this ordinary drying grandson!" astuti said while showing off the baby being held.

"Yes, be careful."

"Lan!"

Feeling called the woman turned her head then frowned seeing the neat God like he was about to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"I saw disosmed there are job openings not far from campus, I want to try my luck there."

"Wa what money did you send you enough?" asked Wulan beware, she did not know the exact number and immediately remembered the words of the in-laws, if the definite shortcoming that would be scolded was her.

"You calm down, I just want to get some experience."

Wulan showed a parched face. "Wa don't be weird."

"I'm just looking for Lan's job, not some obvious twist."

"You know for yourself what kind of person Mama, if you know you work she will be angry with me, surely I will be wronged because it is thought you can manage finances, you mean me?" beber Wulan, actually she did not want to say that but the wife of God was quite afraid considering how her cheek was slapped last time.

The god holds both Wulan's shoulders. "Mom won't know if we don't tell you, don't worry."

"What are you really looking for a job for? If the money is less I will spend less money, let us eat a day once I can."

Wulan's concern is increasingly becoming, she as a woman feels uneasy because if her household smells of irregularity she is the one to blame.

"And I want to get some experience, please understand."

Wulan dropped the hand of God. "You should understand, please understand my position as wife."

"What's? You as a wife just stay quiet at home, some then serve me. I'm not asking for much, you should support my goodwill Lan." Dusty. "You are my wife, your paradise depends on my riddhoku, you should pray for the best instead of getting in the way, if I earn you will enjoy."

"God!" snarl.

"Sorry Lan, but I want to get to work. Assalamu'alaikum!"

The departure of the God made Wulan shed tears, she was angry but did not know how other than to be silent. She felt tired, Wulan missed her freedom.

Unlike Wulan, the God who is on the road with his motor matic beristighfar as much as possible. He left with good intentions and hoped that his quarrel with Wulan did not affect him.

"Sorry Lan, but I work for you. Although it will be a long time but I want to save from now on for your college. My parents took away your ideals and I'll give them all back."

After a few minutes stuck on the way, Dewa arrived at the cafe parking lot that opened part-time job vacancies.

Once set foot there the impression that looks is relaxed and warm, everything is neatly arranged even though the human crowd feels.

Exhaling while smiling, giving positive energy to the heart before approaching the coffee maker table.

"Excuse me Brother!"

The girl I had called turned around and smiled at the arrival of the gods.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I read in front of a job opening. Can I register myself?"

The two entered a room and the Gods were welcome to sit face to face with the girl.

Surprise covered by the God, he thought if the girl who looked the same age as him was only an employee but he admired him immediately knew the owner of the young woman in front.

"Before we used me-lo yes, I think we are also the same age. So take it easy, I don't like raw language too much." The little girl laughs. "Study language is for customers only."

"All right." The god handed over the file he brought. "Everything about me being there, might be a consideration."

The woman laughed. "Gue-lo, gosh if I wear you I become a geer."

Although he did not understand what the owner of the cafe meant God tried to appreciate by assuring him, this first interview became very nervous.

"So you're not real here? Pantesanese. But I'm interested in you." Clearly the lips filled it said while reading the description of God's life.

That sudden glimmer of hope appeared in the heart of God, he hoped that he would be able to work soon.

"All gods are accepted!"

"Seriously?!"

The girl laughed again. "Crazy! We're doing another job interview, yeah, but look at you so I feel the same again myself."

"I don't mind being friends with anyone." Whether true or not, the Gods just wanted to melt the atmosphere.

Smiled wide and then offered his smooth hand. "Selena Nan Ploy! Partner work as well as new temen lo!" Pause while raising eyebrows. "Or maybe it could be more?"

"God!" She shook Selena's hand.

"Lo freshman across campus? Fyi we're really going to be more than just coworkers."

"Really?!" shocked God.

"Yes? Why is your face so shocked?"

"Cool, you have this business at a very young age."

Selena thrust her back into the chair. "So, it's actually my brother's."

"Aah so."

"Yes so don't think I'm that cool, it's crazy that I can be big-headed."

"When do I work here then?"

"Tomorrow, I'll announce your shift through whatsapp. What you wrote in this letter is your phone number, right? Not a sucker wc?"

Gods laughing. "That's my number."

Selena cupped her right cheek with her hand. "Ah God, can you stop wearing me-you?"

"I'm used to it, Mom."

Selena's brown eyes are enlarged. "Lo call me Mom?! What an evil god, call me Selena okay?"

"It feels polite, especially you are the owner of the cafe."

Selena fanned her face. "Luck, all the employees here I consider friends. If we are familiar with each other and feel deket as a work team will also be good. We're still young, don't be stiff."

"Well, Selena."

"One more time, don't talk me-you yeah, later people on the baper."

"Why is that?" be puzzled.

"Well, strange, if you say I-you it means someone special. So it's normal to wear lo-gue."

"Well a-I'll try. Thanks for the opportunity."