Scandal With Maid
Applying for a Job
3 Months earlier,
"Please, Sir. Let go of my mother" said Ratna, who is usually called Rara, a 19-year-old girl, a beautiful student relying on scholarships. Her tears had not stopped breaking when two police officers stormed into her house to take her brother to the police station, because they received a report from her employer that the woman had tried to commit murder.
"Please, Sir. My mother is innocent, let go, sir," Rara pleaded again but still the tall man with his uniform pulled Sari to come with them.
Miko, the niece also continues to hold the edge of her mother's shirt, not allowing the mother to be taken away from her. Now the five-year-old was crying in Rara's arms, seeing her mother's departure from their side.
Rara's sorrow seemed to have no breakup. Just a week ago he lost his father, the only parent they had, and now his brother has to suffer behind bars.
Rara tries to contact some of her friends who might be able to help, or advise, what she should do in order to free Sari from prison. However, none of them gave any certainty, only said patiently and would try to contact their relatives who were lawyers.
Rara knows, she can't stand idly by. He and Miko need to eat. Not to mention the house they occupy will already be taken by the owner. When his father was alive and undergoing treatment in the hospital, they agreed to sell the small tenement room for the father's treatment, and begged the homeowner to give them a grace period to find a contract.
Now it's all for nothing. The house, the only property they had, had been sold for the father's treatment for six months in the hospital, but still, the Almighty of other wills, called his father.
Just thinking about where to stay and looking for a job, the homeowner's woman has come to remind herself to immediately empty the house.
"I'll give you three days to vacate the house!" said the fat woman before leaving Rara's house.
After the departure of the owner of the house, Rara can only sit dumbstruck thinking about the next step. It was clear he would not be able to continue his studies. She must work for him and Miko, as well as fight to free her brother.
Rara realized, it would be very difficult to find a job in this capital, especially relying only on a High School diploma.
"What should I do God? Where am I going to find a job in three days?" his inner self blankly stared at the little children playing in his yard.
Miko already wants to play, even though there is no joy like before.
"Why daydream? How is the case of Sari? Bude believes your brother is innocent. The boss is crazy. It could have been her husband who actually teased Sari," said Bude Yati, a neighbor next door who was very good to them.
A week after Sari's departure, the woman often delivers food for her as well as Miko.
"Eh, yes Bude. Thanks is good with us, have believed Mbak Sari is a good person," replied Rara wipe her tears. Every time anyone discussed Sari, Rara would definitely be sad and could not hold back the pace of her tears.
"So Bude heard, the one with the house is coming, so what's your next plan?"
Not yet had time to answer, Markonah who is also a neighbor and schoolmate Rara when elementary school used to come to his home.
"Konah, you're here" Rara said, trying to smile.
"Yes, I'm here to offer you a job. Last night you chat tanyain do, Toh? I exist, if you want to, but yes it is, just so ART, aka a rich household babu," said Markonah with her accent.
"Well, by chance' right, Ra. Bude's advice you accept. All work is halal. Whether it's an office or a waiter, the important thing is that we can do it sincerely, so the money is also halal," Bude said.
"Where, Ra? he needs fast. If you don't want to, I'll give it to someone else. I have to bring people today. Delicious loh work in an elite housing complex, the salary is large, can the right facilities live decent. What else is the house where you work later, only contains two people, husband and wife who do not have children. They are also rarely at home, so you will not be busy. Try, less tasty what. Wanna don't?" markonah urged Rara to give an answer.
Rara was silent for a moment. Considering she got a place to stay, Rara agreed. Actually her little heart was afraid that what happened to Sari would also be exposed to her. However, he had no other choice but to accept this offer.
"I want to, Konah, but can I take Miko? I can't leave him alone, where am I supposed to take him anyway?" ask Rara hoping.
"If it's better you just talk to them. If you want, get ready. I'll take you there" Markonah said.
"Already, Ra. You just go. Let Bude take care of Miko for a while. Hopefully, your employer will allow you to bring Miko, "sambar Bude.
Feeling supported, Rara finally firmly wanted to join Markonah to meet her prospective employer.
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The two-story house is indeed very spacious with a garden that is so beautiful, and said Markonah, the garden was already there to take care of, plant experts employed by the owner of the house.
"Siang, Mr. Komar. I have an appointment with Ms. Tamara, want to take her new waitress," Markonah said with a flirtatious smile. Rara's long-widowed friend smiled flirtatiously at the security guard who opened the door after they swallowed the bell.
"Oh, please come in, Konah. The more beautiful you are," replied the security guard, paying attention to the chest of Markonah who puffed high. Sometimes Rara thinks, whether her best friend is not tired of carrying such a large 'mountain', especially she wears tight clothes.
The two immediately entered, and waited politely in the living room, after Komar informed Tamara of their arrival.
After 10 minutes, the owner of the house came. The beautiful and graceful figure that Rara often sees the color of Wiri on television.
While on the trip earlier, Markonah had indeed told him, that his prospective employer was a famous artist.
"Anyways, if you get accepted to work there, you're lucky, Ra. Your employer's an artist, you must be proud to work with him." That's how Markonah delivers in a fiery manner.
"Good day, so which one of you will be the servant in my house?"
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