
Harrish and Evania; a pair of matching-sounding names. They work in the same company. Adisuna family owned company. I can imagine how honest the lives of those who do not need to scrub the toilet for the sake of earning an income that they think is just harassment.
They invited me to another coffee shop in the mall which for one glass only was valued at fifty thousand – at that price I could eat in warteg many times.
“We already knew it wasn't your fault, but since Harrish you kept getting fired,” I was Evania as I went back to questioning why I was looking for me every day to campus. “Maybe you don't think Harrish feels guilty, but I was there too. I feel like what Harrish did was very evil and childish ...”
I want to repeat it again. It is better that they leave me alone with complaints about my life because every time they see the expression on Harrish's face that does not show remorse, making any kind of meeting will be in vain. I only grew more hurt because of his harassing attitude.
“I'm fine ...,” I said as I glanced at the wall clock and started to fidget. I have to do part-time work. If it's too late my salary will be cut. “I go first ...”
“Sabin ...,” Evania called out to me, looking like she still wanted to hold me back from enjoying the expensive cold chocolate drink she ordered for me. I hadn't touched the drink before because my mind was already on apatel. After all inhaling air in the same place as Harrish, it was almost like inhaling ammonia.
“Sorry, Brother, I have to go ..” I said.
“You no longer need to go there. We told you that you won't be working there again,” said Evania.
I'm appalled. “What?”
“Harrish will give you a better job,” he said with a smile.
“Now say how much do you ask for compensation? Yesterday less is it?” ask him after looking back at me. “I pay now, cash.”
“Denger yes, Harrish Adrian Adisuna, you think this ijab qabul what use paid in cash all?!” evania's voice was rising. It's like this is a conversation between the two of them, and I'm a spectator. “It's not a money issue. You can give him money and assume everything is done, but after that what? Your money is also useless because it will definitely run out of use. You have to find Sabin a new job so he can survive. You've robbed him of his work, not money, Harrish! So you also have to return to her work!”
“Gue does not recruit minors. Still a second-rate student. At least if you want to work in my place, must be cute, high until, if this mah ‘semester not until’. His style of village, he is also not suitable to wear a skirt above the knee. I also wear a lipstick like never. The way is also not sexy!” Those words, they sound annoying. But, every word was stored exactly in my mind. I know it.
Evania and I were silenced. I've never seen such a man before. I don't know why my tears come without excuse. I've been treated inhumanely since coming to Jakarta, but no one's been looking for me until then.
“Harrish ..?” Evania was stunned by those words. “Do you just haughty as high as the sky or really have no feelings anyway?”
“Gue want to tell him what job? A papa? Coincidentally my barrister was all on the run. If he wants, you can,” said Harrish again, not ceasing to look at me with those vile eyes.
I shook with certainty. Living and working with a guy like Harrish being his maid? Ah, where is my pride? I don't know what he might do to me. But, for the last time, I assured them that I did not need any kind of compensation money or any kind of gift from them. I just want to stay away from their – problems.
Before hearing them argue again, I chose to stand up from my chair and leave. I need a cold water flush.