I'm Yours, Not His
Chapter 9

"La" Nadira called the friend, he saw Lala was busy preparing breakfast with the others.

"Yes, what's wrong with Dira? Come sit down, we'll have breakfast in a minute".

"Mmmmm, but this morning I'm not going to have breakfast here".

"Well, why Dira?" Lala looked at it seriously. "And you seem to be sad? What was? Tell me, I'll help you".

Nadira smiled, "I'm fine La. I just wanted to find that job this morning. That's why I came here to see you, you don't have to come with me".

Lala immediately snorted annoyed at Nadira's answer.

"Why? Why do you want to go alone without my help? Don't tell me you don't feel good anymore. I don't want to listen to those words anymore, quickly tell me the reason for anything other than that".

"It's not because it's La, I just want to go alone to find the job. Sorry, and now I have to go".

"You sure Dira? At least wait for you to finish breakfast first you go".

"No need" Nadira also immediately left Lala who could only stand still staring at his disappearance.

"Where is La going early in the morning like this?" ask his other friend to see Nadira's back getting away.

"Dira went looking for a new job".

"New job?" he was a little surprised. "Emang Dira no longer lives here La?".

"Mmmmm, apparently. He wanted to find a new life again. Go on, have you finished taking her from there".

"I'll call the others".

"Yes".

And now Nadira who was in the crowd, he seemed to be looking for a breakfast stall to fill his stomach that had begun to feel hungry.

"It turns out early in the morning like this the market is so very crowded. And I've never come to a place like this" Nadira looked around. "But why didn't I see any food dealers? Am I bad luck or.. But if the morning is not possible too" muttered Nadira continued his footsteps back to look for food stalls until finally he tampa accidentally hit the body of a woman. "God, sorry-sorry. You all right?" he helped.

Then the woman smiled at Nadira while accepting her help.

"I should apologize to you for not seeing my way".

"It's okay, as long as you're okay".

"Mmmm, I'm fine. But my groceries, my God, they're all spilled down".

Nadira looked down, and at that time he helped the woman pick up groceries scattered in the street.

Not long after the two of them finished putting the bag back in, Nadira said that he had to leave. But the woman held Nadira and said.

"May I ask for your help?".

"What help?" ask Nadira back.

"Here, please help me get these beavers in my car. It feels like all my hands are so sore, that's why I'm asking you for help".

"All right, I'm gonna get this all in your car. Where did you park it?".

"There, come with me" the woman immediately took Nadira to her car a little away from the crowd so that made Nadira began to feel sore in both hands who were carrying the woman's groceries. And as soon as they got there, the woman opened the trunk of her car and Nadira immediately put it all in the car.

"Nadira".

"Oh, if I were you would call Keysa. So, where are you going with clothes like this in the market? Looks like you're looking for a job".

Nadira nodded with a small laugh, "Yes, I'm looking for a job. But I came here for breakfast, only I didn't find it".

"Oh, it should be if you're looking for breakfast here you go through there. Later you will find many trade stalls".

"really? Oh, my God, I don't know that. Then I'll go first Dad".

"Ekh wait for Dira" Keysa again held Nadira's footsteps. "Don't play just like that. So, have you found your job? What kind of job are you looking for? I happen to be looking for Art in my house".

Hearing Keysa say so, Nadira's eyes immediately sparkled staring in Keysa's admiration.

"No, I haven't found my job. But are you really in need of Art at your house? God, I really want to work, please accept me".

Keysa then laughed seeing the pleasure on Nadira's face that was so really very happy.

"Alright then, I will accept you as Art in my home. And from today on, if you don't mind, you can go straight to work".

"really?".

"mmm".

"Oh my God, you finally listened to my prayers as well hahahhaha... Thank God, thank you so much".

"Then let's go" Keysa took Nadira into his car and immediately left the parking lot to his house in the area where the rich people were.

Until they arrive at Keysa's house, the two get out of the car and at that time Nadira's eyes do not think that the woman with him is a big rich man.

"What's up, Dira, let's help me get all these things into the house".

"Yes" replied Nadira immediately helping him.

And when they entered the house, again Nadira was amazed how magnificent the house was like a palace only. Then he saw one of the servants at Keysa's house approaching them.

"Give it to me miss" he told Keysa and Nadira received the groceries. But Nadira felt bad that only the woman brought everything into the kitchen, Nadira also said that he would bring groceries in his own hands into the kitchen.

"Have bi, let him alone carry the groceries in his hands. He's also the new waiter in the house, his name is Nadira. Please help her bi".

The waiter immediately looked at Nadira from top to bottom feeling disbelief that Nadira would be a servant in his home.

"Come" said Nadira.

"Come on" the waiter nodded, taking Nadira to the kitchen. And after they were in the kitchen, the waiter helped Nadira put all the groceries on the table while asking. "Does she really want to be a servant of this house?".

"Mmmm, why bi? Is something wrong?".

He shook his head, "No, there's nothing wrong. I just can't believe that a woman as beautiful as a lady wants to work as a housemaid".

"Hehehe... It's okay Bi, I'm happy to be working here. Oh yes, my name is Nadira. Aunty just call Dira don't have to call miss, I don't feel good about it".

"Call aunt Hanum alone".