Pariwanya Si Boru Panggoaran
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"Good morning! There's something we can help" said someone from across the phone.

"I need a housekeeper to clean the room," Dira replied straightforwardly after listening to a voice from across her phone.

"Let's just relax ma'am, we'll clean every morning, after the guests leave the room" said someone earlier.

"Oh then why yesterday was the food on the 505 room table not cleaned? " tanyanya was confused.

Hearing room 505, the hotel maid who received the call felt riled up. He had not checked the call he received from what room, but it was clearly stated on his phone.

If guests from the VIP group complain to them, it means that it has made the guest disappointed in the hotel.

"Well we'll send housekeeper a moment ma'am. Sorry for the inconvenience" said someone who ended the call.

Defan was busy stuffing leftovers two days ago into a plastic bag. He was uncomfortable with the stinging smell of the food.

The hotel should have cleaned it up, but let it go. "How the hell is a five-star hotel like this not work," grumbled Defan while putting one by one stale food into a plastic bag.

Sometimes he also looks for the figure of his little girl who never appears. "Where else is Dira? Told to help me not come," his speech with emotions began to rise.

Dira, who had ended his phone, began to approach Defan, who was busy cleaning the room.

"What a new one! There will be a housekeeper here later," he said carefully because he did not want to get another tantrum this morning.

Defan stared at Dira sharply, at once he stopped some of his cleaning action, put the canteen up to lying on the floor. "Why didn't they clean this up yesterday?" throw it with a sour face.

"I don't know me, but I complained earlier, he said the housekeeper directly here," said Dira explained.

Tok!!

Tok!!

Dira and Defan immediately turned towards the door.

"Bukain's there!" ketus Defan asked Dira to do it. Early in the morning he was upset because of the pungent smell of food left.

Moreover, stale coconut food, giving rise to a very fierce aroma.

Dira walked toward the door, pulled the door, opened it wide.

"I'm sorry mom, there's something we can help you with" said a housekeeper in a complete black white uniform carrying her hygiene kit.

"I want all the food at the dinner table to be transported because it's stale" he replied without further ado.

"Good! Excuse me ma'am, I have permission to enter" the housekeeper politely said.

Dira let her in, showed her towards the kitchen. There is still a Defan standing with a sour face while folding both hands in his chest.

Seeing someone who was waiting to come, Defan immediately asked firmly.

"Excuse me sir" said the housekeeper.

"Has this room not cleaned yesterday? Why let this leftover food?" on the housekeeper.

"Every morning we always clean the abandoned guest room sir. Incidentally, this room I also cleaned. I thought my father and mother would leave the room soon, and would eat it again. So the food I keep let on the table. Because a lot of food is still wrapped in plastic wrap, not touched at all" he explained at length.

"That's food from the night means that it's been two days ago if calculated from today.who would want to eat foods that have been a day," he said with great emphasis.

Defan does not like food that has been overnight. He was accustomed by his parents to eat fresh food every day.

It should be that the maids in his house were very many, because in a day they had to cook up to three times. Another breakfast, another lunch, another with the dinner menu.

Unlike Dira, if he is used to eating potluck. Every day his mother also cooked only once, sometimes if there is still left, stored in the refrigerator and heated the next day to be eaten again.

With a swift housekeeper it cleans the food on the table. He put all the leftover food in plastic, separated from the plate. Not long after the table was back kinclong.

Do not forget the housekeeper also spray fragrance room, so that the pungent smell of food scraps disappears.

As the room cleared, Dira and Defan left. Their departure schedule for the second day tour was postponed because of the problem. Defan looked at his watch, already showing it at eight in the morning.

"Mba, we said first, there is a schedule waiting. The room please continue to be cleaned," said Dira to the housekeeper.

The other is with Defan. He seemed to not care because his sense of urgency peaked. Finally he arrogantly walked without caring about his room, because he thought it was completed.

A housekeeper earlier continued his cleaning event. He cleaned the bed, and the whole room so as not to get tantrums like that.

Defan and Dira go hand in hand. Entering the elevator, press the first floor button where the hotel lobby is located.

"Don't be so rich. Kasian loh housekeeper. Early in the morning was scolded," said Dira open their conversation in the elevator, he felt bad for the housekeeper.

"Here, he deserves it. His work alone is not becus," scorned Defan cynically.

I don't know why his emotions are stirring. Defan has a rather rough side, his sharp words often make his interlocutors hurt, yes one of them Dira.

"Try the brother less-reduce the roughness. Let alone his rude speech," said Dira again, he began to be more courageous to advise her husband.

"Sstt little boy knows what! Shut up, "he ordered as if he did not want to be patronized by the seventeen-year-old little girl.

Ting!!

The sound of the elevator door opens, Defan and Dira walk around looking for the figure of the driver as well as their tour guide. Seeing the footsteps of his guests, the driver stood up to welcome his arrival.

They walked forward like yesterday.

"Sorry sir, I'm late again. There was a bit of chaos in my room earlier," Defan added with a slight sense of disappointment in the five-star hotel service.

"It's okay sir, at least it's only an hour late. Not like yesterday. Please wait here sir, I'll bring the car," said the driver, then walk towards the parking lot leaving Defan and Dira.

Defan and Dira finally sat in the passenger seat, then the car drove at medium speed. Again Defan did not check their tour schedule today.

"Where are we this morning sir?" ask Defan innocently.

That was guessed by the driver. It was in vain that the tour schedule they sent to Defan. It was not read at all.

"To GWK first sir," he replied briefly.

The location of the hotel in the Kuta area, only takes thirty minutes. Dira and Defan walk casually along the GWK. They looked at the Garuda Wisnu Kencana statue tourist attraction.

GWK statue which has a height of 121 meters and a width of 65 meters, makes GWK Bali as one of the most famous tourist attractions in Bali.

Dira and Defan are busy looking at the largest statues there, according to them the statues are the most amazing works in Bali.

Several street vendors also crowded the GWK area. Dira enthusiastically looking for some accessories to be made souvenirs on his best friend.

He looked at several bracelets, and bought four of them. Then buy souvenir clothes typical of Bali for his family and family Defan.

While Defan only accompanied him, of course Defan was the one who made the payment because it had become his dependant.

"How many times to buy," cried Defan confusion, whether for anyone the souvenirs. He even voluntarily brought his wife's grocery bag.

"Yes dong, right for my parents, my best friend, my in-laws and my eda-eda," he explained clearly.

"Huh? In-law? You mean my mom's my dad? Trus my brother too? That rich shirt you bought? Where they wear cheap clothes that rich," he said because his parents did not want to wear clothes like that, especially his sisters could-can cheap T-shirts purchased Dira thrown into the trash can.

Instantly, Defan's words pierced Dira's heart. She could not figure out why her husband kept saying so harshly.