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H7 - 04

Zee finished writing the cover letter. He put all the requirements into the faded brown map. The girl stretched her body while yawning widely. He saw Yesinta who had sailed in his dream world earlier. Zee was curious about something. He got up and searched Isaiah's belongings.

The girl found Yesinta's SD report. Since childhood, Yesinta has been beautiful. Zee looks at Yesinta's date of birth.

"He's a year older than me. So, he's my half-brother?" Zee shook his head dizzy. He also laid on the floor.

Slowly the two eyes began to close. Zee's asleep.

The next day, Zee smelled the delicious aroma of cooking. The girl woke up, but her whole body hurt.

"Ah, fuck this bed." Zee came out of the room staggering like a drunk. He saw Yesinta cooking.

"Good morning, my sister," said Yesinta without taking her eyes off the pan.

Zee knitted his brows. "Don't call me that. My brother is just Yevan. You're just my half-sister."

"Bring," asked Yesinta.

It sucks! Without you telling me to take a shower! Inner Zee.

"Where's the bathroom?" Zee asked annoyed.

"That's right here." Yessica pointed at the door beside her.

Zee took a shower, while Yesinta served food to the table. After bathing and changing clothes, Zee and Yesinta had breakfast together.

Zee was wearing the same clothes when he arrived at Red Teak. The girl saw this beautiful Yesinta in the sky blue uniform she was wearing.

Yesinta drew Zee's hand and gave her a hundred thousand as many as 3 pieces. "Bring this up, you're gonna need it. If you have a problem, just tell me, yeah."

"I don't need this, other than that. Don't treat me like a child." Zee refused the money, but Yesinta insisted.

"You're my brother, Zega."

"Don't try to be a good brother to me, I don't like him."

"Whatever you say, but you have to keep this money."

The two girls went to work. Yesinta noticed a stain on Zee's cheek. He rubbed it with his own hands.

Zee looked at Yesinta.

"You're not a child, you're acting like a child."

Arriving at the factory, Zee must pass an interview first. The girl had been preparing her answer all night for this interview.

"How old are you?" The thick-bodied man with a distended stomach looked at Zee. Aji's name was on the man's desk.

Zee frowned then allowed his glasses. "I'm 24 years old."

"Ohh, I heard you're Yesinta's sister, is that true?" Aji make sure.

Although reluctant to admit it, Zee was forced to nod her head. "Yes." Yeah."

"But you are not alike. Yesinta is much prettier." Aji imagined the face of Yesinta.

Zee did not respond. She does not feel offended by Aji's remarks, as Zee also recognizes her stepbrother's beauty.

Aji put the yellow map to the table and looked at Zee. "I hope you bring another plan. Yesinta told you, right?"

Zee frowned. However, he understood when Aji gave the code through his fingers.

"Welcome to our factory. You can start working today."

Zee hesitated. What kind of interview is this? I wish I had been interviewed like this when I entered the police.

"Oh yeah, I forgot one thing. What position do you want?" Ask Aji.

"I want to...." Zee seemed to think.

"With your diploma, you can become ADM, how?" Aji offers a suitable position for Zee.

Even though she is not attractive, I think her grades are good enough to be an ADM, Aji thought.

Zee shook his head. "I know myself. In addition to being smart, ADM must also be beautiful. I want to have a job like my brother."

Aji smiled. "Alright, come with me."

Aji brought Zee into the factory. Inside the factory is very noisy. The sound of machines everywhere. Zee could not clearly hear Aji's voice speaking. Perhaps the man was drunk explaining about the work at the place.

Inside there, Zee sees people working hard to make the style of clothes that the buyer ordered. The process is quite complicated for Zee who hates the bustle.

Yesinta who was sewing saw Aji carrying his sister. He breathed a sigh of relief, as his sister passed the interview.

"We need a tailor, so you have to study for 3 months to master the sewing machine" Aji said.

"What's? Does that mean I can't work?" Ask Zee.

"Employees who learn to sew will still be paid 5 thousand per hour."

Zee was silent for a moment.

Aji brought Zee to the sewing teacher. "This is Mr. Wildan, our factory sewing teacher."

Zee nodded his head. Wildan who was smoking also nodded. Aji talked to Wildan for a while.

Meanwhile, Zee circulated his gaze around. She saw some pregnant women standing up and drawing patterns on the cloth with chalk sprinkles.

Why are pregnant women employed while standing? Didn't any boss notice him? Grumpy Zee in the heart.

He also saw an old man working as a tailor. His farsighted eyes wrapped in wrinkled petals were trying to adjust to see the seams. When the stitching was done, the supervisor watching him threw the stitches into the old man's face.

"What kind of "bitch is this? Buyer will not accept this. You've been sewing for decades, sewing is this hard?!!"

Zee clenched his hand. His gaze was distorted on Isainta who was seriously sewing.

Wildan called Zee and taught the girl to sew. "Yesinta was able to master the sewing machine in just 1 week. You could've been better."

Why did Yesinta spread the word that I was her sister? Just bother.

Herdians! Did I take all the police tests to sew in this slum!!!

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02.27 | 02 January 2021

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