Little Star
3) Eager.

"Let me work here today, sir?" pleading tone.

"Yes, now you can directly serve the buyer." Without a doubt, Mr. Pungaya immediately accepted Sorin as his new employee.

"Good sir." Sorin rushed to serve the buyers who had been queuing up.

Sorin's been serving the buyers. He then approached the owner of the lung earlier.

"Sir, thank you for accepting my work here. I am so happy and grateful. Because I really need this job" said Sorin with a smile towards the owner of Padang House cuisine.

"Yes, equally. Oh, yeah, whose name are you, son?" ask the father while counting the money.

"My name is Sorin sir."

"Whose father's name is it?"

"Call me Mr. Sholeh."

"Where does Sorin live?" ask the Father who has finished calculating the trading money today.

Sorin smiled and said, "Near here sir."

"Owh, new guy huh? I've never seen you before." asked Mr. Sorin.

"Yes sir" Sorin said as he cleaned the dining table that had been left by the buyer.

Sorin was forced to lie that the actual boarding place was far from here.

"Sorin, looks like you're still in school. Why do you work?" asked the Father while watching Sorin who was cleaning dirty dishes on the table.

"DEGH?!" sorin was surprised to hear the question of the new restaurant owner. Sorin speechless his lips stiffened and mute like a dead statue without any sound.

Sorin tried to answer that question. But the restrained cannot be disclosed. Because maybe his condition now is impossible.

"Why is this kid quiet? Did I ask wrong?" the Father who still wonders.

"Sorin, you take it easy. Every time you finish working bring this Padang cuisine. To be brought home." said Mr. Sholeh.

Sorin regained consciousness from his daydream, then said "No sir. I intend to work here. Not asking."

The middle-aged father only smiled in admiration listening to Sorin's words. Rarely, almost never the father of Sholeh heard the words of someone. Especially for a boy of Sorin's age.

"This is my mandate as boss son."

The father approached Sorin, who was washing the dishes, "Passion continues son."

Wanting Sorin to cry in front of Mr. Sholeh, the person he just knew seemed to understand what Sorin was feeling at this time. Sorin only returned a smile without a word.

Day turned into night. About nine o'clock and fifteen minutes. Sorin has finished his work. Without Sorin knowing the time he had to go home.

"Son, gohome. It's late at night."

"Tomorrow you continue to work again, as today."

Sorin stopped his activities when he heard his boss's words.

"Don't forget to pack food to take home" said Mr. Soleh the owner of Padang cooking house.

"Thank you sir." replied Sorin quietly as he wrapped up the food.

It did not take long Sorin also said goodbye to Mr. Sholeh.

"Sorin said he'd come home, sir?"

"Yes son. Be careful on the road."

Sorin returned on foot to his home. The trip to Sorin's house is about Forty minutes.

Sorin walked while enjoying the air that he thought was fresh at night. Even though the wind said night is not good. But, Sorin did not believe that.

Tiredness enveloped Sorin, his strength was especially drained. Don't ask Sorin are you not tired? Sorin must be very tired, he also really wants to immediately lay down on the mattress without having to walk to the House. But what is the power of money does not exist.

Suddenly at a crossroads. Strange things Sorin felt. Like someone was following him. The atmosphere of the previous road was different from the present that Sorin felt.

Sorin stopped his steps. He stopped and looked in all directions. But there was no one behind him.

Sorin. Sure enough the sound of a foot was heard in his ear. He ran looking back. Someone he didn't know ran after him.

Sorin was so scared. Whether he is able to escape from people he does not know or not. Sorin thought hiding was the safest way for him right now.

Sorin hid to a place he thought was safe. Sorin's heart was beating fast as if he was thinking whether he would die killed by someone he didn't know today. Suddenly the unknown person knew of his whereabouts .

Sorin was so scared. Sure enough, the man suddenly silenced Sorin's nose with a cloth that smelled of alcohol. Sorin was unable to twitch and was unconscious.

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