Shean & Jenny
Jennies
"Darling.how about we go to karaoke" Jenny doesn't seem to care about Damian's invitation. He just turned his head with a smile forced to respond to his girlfriend and others who were gathering as usual in a luxury cafe in the capital.
The bustling atmosphere of the city immersed Jenny's consciousness into a long daydream about all the possibilities that would occur if she was not on her way now. Whether being a housemaid, a cinema ticket keeper or being a naughty woman living the endless pursuit of satisfaction.
Life is so boring.
"Why Je?" Fransiska clasped Jenny's wrist, trying to understand her best friend's situation.
"You're okay, right?"
"Oh.. I'm sorry I lacked focus today, where are the others?" to his astonishment, Samuel and his girlfriend Damian were no longer there.
"They're going to the parking lot, let's wait for them at the south gate" Fransiska and they walked out of the cafe to the south door of the Mall waiting for the others there.
The cold weather began to feel, the gusts of wind that was increasingly blowing hard to make Jenny staggered because of the daydream and her mind drifted far away somewhere.
He almost fell down, and I managed to hold his back somewhat able to stand steady.
"Te. thank you.." he said stammering.
"It's okay, I just happened to pass by.." Before I finished speaking my hand was flanked by a male figure. Highlight his eyes glaring at the exact sight of my eyes, he snorted like a wolf that would pounce on his prey.
"What are you doing with my girlfriend, huh!"
"Whoi!!" timpal Samuel who was right behind my body, he pulled the parka jacket that I was using.
Jenny panicked to the point of being speechless, trying to break up the three of us aided by a security guard in the lobby.
"Have not fought!!" loud voices from security officers tried to calm the sudden infighting.
"What's this about? why are you fighting?" the officer tried to understand the situation, his eyes focused on the three of us.
Jenny who had calmed down also explained about the misunderstanding that occurred. Damian's accusation teased his girlfriend he denied because he was about to fall and I only helped to hold his body so as not to fall, he said, even so it seems Damian still remains emotional even about to hit my head and successfully repelled by security.
Security asked all of us not to row and maintain order for the comfort of all mall visitors, we were asked to get out of the mall area as soon as possible. If not, the officer will report it to the police.
Inevitably Damian goes by his car, Fransiska and Sam have already left the mall.
"Crazy for you? he's just helping me, not thanking him and he's you're maki-maki"
"He's holding your shoulder, yeah I think he's looking for a chance for anything. Yes obviously I'm jealous and angry dong!" Damian was no less excited to respond to his lover who tried to explain something.
"He wants anything else in public, you think he can do? dong's brain is dipped!"
"I'm sick of you!". Jenny steps out of the car onto the highway in search of a taxi.
Damian follows out of the car trying to persuade him to get back in the car but is ignored, because annoyed he left Jenny alone.
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"You're 17 minutes late! where have you been, huh..??" as usual, the boss I worked for was always rude and he often uttered insults that hurt me.
Before explaining the reason for the delay, he asked me to bring some large cardboard boxes to take to the warehouse. In total there are 24 large boxes containing files and items that have not been used.
"Deploy immediately!" his orders with a fairly clear clap heard by the other employees.
"Good sir".
The job of being an office-boy is not easy, especially this office only has 5 office-boy employees who are placed in all jobs to help cleanliness and also take care of all the equipment in the office. Not only I 4 other employees also feel tortured to work under pressure from superiors who are sometimes illogical, exposed to scolding just because of trivial issues but so, so, no one dared to fight.
As endless as these cardboard boxes are, not only are they large but they also weigh over 5 KG per one cardboard.
The contents vary, ranging from damaged equipment and files that have not been used. I was alone transporting to the warehouse on the 4th floor while the main office was on the 12th floor, so having to go up and down the elevator with heavy luggage and it was very tiring.
“There is no end.” lamented while wiping the sweat on the forehead.
“Hei! Don't be lazy”
“See that, the card is still plenty and get in the way, quickly get it done!” said the famous karya fierce, he glanced at me with a look of disgust, his friend was just giggling to see me yelled at like that.
“Iya” my timpal is weak, and continue to transport these items to the elevator.
“Basic men are useless” said the other woman.
Such treatment I usually get not only from the boss, some other employees are happy to make fun of us who work as office-boys, maybe for them, he said, our work deserves to be derided and be the only entertainment by laughing at the fate line as poor humans who depend on the only work.
My work was finished at 10 pm and returned to the northern city 1 hour drive from the office although quite far but I was used to it, and I didn't leave on the rush-hours so I wasn't stuck in a very long traffic jam on the way back and at this time the road was just enough to speed with my butut bike already one month has not had time to get cleanliness treatment.
I think I should clean my bike.
Seeing the motor vehicle matic that has been filled with road dust also on the engine part looks to be scraped because of dirt, I decided to the motorcycle washing subscription not far from here.
Arriving there I was greeted by Riki, who became a washing officer, we were familiar because we often met at the cafe next door and he who always received the unlucky task of washing my butut motorcycle whose condition was always concerned.
“Riki, I'm at the cafe yes, let me know if it's done” said me while passing to the cafe right beside the washing motor.
“Ok Bro.. Relax later I also go there”. The answer.
Jemari old sir is good at using coffee equipment in front of him, making espresso or serving latte with tulip art is very beautiful like painting. His name is Mr. Sudirman, he has been managing this cafe for 30 years since he was young with his wife and was blessed with a daughter named Linda, since his wife died 10 years ago, Mr. Sudirman single-handedly takes care of his son and the cafe, what a wonderful man, plays a single father.
We greeted each other and talked about my situation and my work, every sentence that came out was always accompanied by a special smile from this old man, even so, he remains focused on serving customers with delicious coffee dishes for anyone.
“Boss you still remain fierce as usual huh.. Haha” he said in response to my curses about my boss who often arbitrarily.
“That's..” I'm upset to imagine her treatment all along.
“Already... Affirm everything, and you must have a strong determination, consider this is a mental exercise, I am sure one day good fortune will come to you” his advice is never wrong, and always reassuring.
He who is now 61 years old has experienced many heavy things on the journey of his life, not only bad things, many good things happened. So he always advised not to always remember bad things, because in this life, at least we have experienced good things and rarely do we really enjoy it.
“Motormu I have cleaned tuh.” Riki walked in and sat down at the bar table.
“Thank you yes.”. My speech
The three of us continued talking, from the daily chats about work to the little jokes that could make me forget about some of today's events, until it did not feel the time passed very quickly it was almost 12 pm. I also resigned with Riki to the motorcycle wash. There I see my butut motor is shiny no longer full of dust.
Not yet had time to turn on the motor, one patted the shoulder from the back.
“Hey, you were the one that afternoon right?.”.
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