My Maid, Lara!
Meet To Separate

Aini sat on her little bed folding some of the clothes that were still left. And look towards Lara who is still busy packing the goods to be brought.

One large bag contains several shabby clothes made of thinning. Including some pieces of cloth given by his mother from the village.

one of them is a sarong for prayer and a mukena stel that folds neatly in his small bag located under the small wooden couch.

"You're sure that little bastard won't find you and trace your tracks to your new workplace, La?" Ask with doubt.

looking at Lara's face with a little anxiety. Because Aini knew Zac would keep hunting Lara.

The boy is looking for Lara exactly a crazy psychopath, giving up the local young boy who often goes to the end of the narrow alley to keep spying on her house.

So Lara had to clump in the room like a fugitive for almost a whole month, Every time Aini departed the young man who sat while playing guitar and playing gaple cards was always glancing at him with an alert attitude while pretending to chat with the topic that is not clear juntrungannya.

As if it would be set so that Aini did not suspect. Aini smiled cynically, With the stupidity of those youths.

Their attitude full of temples even raises strong suspicion in the heart of the girl who works as a waitress of a street-side cafe with dim lights. Near a crowded park.

Aini is a smart girl, It's just that she's as unlucky as any other smart rich girl.

Who can get an education until the goal of realizing their dream.

While Aini is only armed with an Junior High degree that seeks to change her life for the better.

But what he wanted to say all did not go like the dream he had arranged.

Aini looked back at Lara who was putting some small underwear into small plastic and tied neatly using a plastuk strap, and then put in a large bag that had been arranged in such a way.

"According to the info I read, The place of manufacture of emping and melinjo plantation. Far away in the deserted suburbs." Lara said with certainty.

"Also the large plantation has security and guests who report must be 24 hours full guarded. There is a special village of workers and plantation employees who work in the company," he said again.

Convincing Aini who still looks doubtful.

"Honestly, La, I'd rather you stay with me in this tenement, although you're safe anywhere here" said Aini sincerely.

"Ai, let me go, maybe then I can send a little salary to Mom, if I keep hiding here, I'm just a burden to you and can't give anything to Mom" Lara said sadly. Almost crying.

"Ai's wet, I'm no longer the old Lara Dusk. I've been tarnished, I'm ashamed of myself for showing my failed face to our village, I'd rather stay away from Mom, Maybe God will help us in another way," He said with an injured tone.

Aini did not stop looking at Lara with glassy eyes.

Aini doesn't want Lara to suffer the same fate as her. Not having a meaningful job to help Lara and her mother.

"The boy is very barbaric," he his frenziedly whispered.

I want it to feel like Aini is strangling the neck of that evil young man.

which causes Lara trauma and fear in starting her steps.

And now the spirit of Lara comes back to organize her life that has been destroyed.

Aini just prayed for Lara to be happy in her new workplace.

The small taxi like Holden mini had arrived quickly Lara rushed out but turned around for a moment, Hugging Aini tightly.

The tears are no longer spilled.

Being away from this place will probably all be better.

Zachary didn't interrupt his life like a black shadow.

Lara tried not to regret yesterday. And promised himself to continue strong for his mother who now continues to pray for him.And his long future is waiting to be laid out in a better direction.

And the day began to day when Holden mini began to enter the dusty streets and headed away to the plantation area that seemed to be endless.

In this place, Lara's hopes and dreams are hung to reach the despair that had been left behind.

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After a two-hour journey, enter deep into the location of this vast plantation.

Lara arrived at the Melinjo plantation which lined up neatly with beautiful fruit shape decorations. Decorated with shiny slippery green leaves that are among the green fruits mixed with bright red ripe fruit, the season of fruiting has arrived! A tall tree towering with a hard trunk brownish, thin skin looks like a cypress tree with a very thick fruit.

Lara was immediately greeted by an officer and brought her into a large building in the form of an administrative office in the Emping Melinjo production Company in this very large area.

Lara filled out some forms with her identity. And sign this document quickly.

He signed a contract of employment on his behalf.

Admistration complete.

A well-dressed woman escorted him to the workers' housing relocation.

Towards his house while here Lara saw from a distance.

The workers were cleaning and exfoliating the outer Melinjo skin with clean water and leaving a hard shell on the dark cyclate seed board containing melinjo flesh that was white with a lot of fat. This inner meat is later processed and squeezed to widen 7 cm in diameter and then placed on a wide bamboo webbing.

To then be dried with solar energy. Until dry and when the rain arrives it is heated with a special heating machine and then packed and packed neatly before ready to be marketed to local consumers and for export abroad.

Malaysia and Brunei, and even to Singapore.

This land is very large equipped with housing and living rations for workers.

In this place there are also health facilities and mini markets owned by the company. Specially provided for employees and freelancers.

Can take their needs a day at a time when their salaries are up. And waiting for the next salary with affordable payment, wooden house with a simple design form painted white with the same shape.

These traditional plantations and factories belonged to a wealthy native named Aswin Gunarta.

Entrepreneurs who are successful and have industrialized food products and plantations as a provider of raw materials and are done by hundreds of permanent employees and thousands of freelance employees.

Lara is still a freelance worker with six months of training.

Lara enters the little house, joins the other three workers, and they'll be living together in this little house.

in unlimited tempo.

Lara lived one room with a parobaya woman named Sari, who came from the city that used to work as a worker in a cigarette factory not far from the location of this plantation.

Sari invites Lara in and shows lara a place.

This quiet woman then went to her side and laid herself down and began to try to rest in peace to face the work that was waiting for her tomorrow