Step On Me
Registration of Man Deposits

I really hate the same genderuwo in the form of this rancid guy, like to kidnap me without I know where to take it. He said he wanted to go home but I was on the computers until an hour later. Even though the distance of the office tower is the same apartment building I am not far away very.

Yes, if I ride in the car I can sit comfortably, this is already the motor butut, the noise of the exhaust sound until I can wake up the corpse. My whole life riding a motorcycle can be counted on my fingers, and this is the worst.

My shadow passed in the dark graveyard area, narrow stinky alleys, and was invited to walk down the streets of rats that could not be absent on google map.****, yes, yes, why the hell would I want to be piggybacked on him?

For the sake of this, to keep my new post for the rest of the corn. I'd love how satisfied Gea would be if I could change my position. Actually we are good friends, but there is still such a thing as healthy competition

I was shocked when the bike stopped in front of the food stall. "Whenever here?"

Kava took off the helmet while talking. "Just a minute, ma'am. I want to eat for my sisters at home."

Without waiting for my approval, Kava fell into the stall and ordered 3 packs of rames rice. While waiting to be served, Kava chatted familiarly with the mother of the seller. "Where do you go to High School?"

"SMA deket-deket here, kok, mak. Let's not wander around his son."

"Ho oh, really. That's the kid playing his job. It's different with Mizal." The seller handed him a black crackle containing a packet of rice. "Take your own krupuknya, free."

"Weh thank you, Mom." Kava took some of the plastic crackers shamelessly. "I'll pay for it tomorrow, yeah, mom. Ordinary, wait for payday."

"Iye, easy." His mother said, this man is owed.

"Go back, Mom. Don't close the night, the laughter is no good." Order Kava farewell time.

"Yes, you're also ati-ati." Answer the mother. Kava must have subscribed here, so good.

"Now, mom. I'm giving one a snack on the street." Kava shoved seplastik crackers in my hand.

"What, anyway!" I threw it away. Sorry, not happy.

"Don't like the rambak?" Kava nduk to take again that crackers that I jatohin to the ground. "Honey, ah, not five minutes yet."

"I want to go home, where's your ID?" Hardik I can't wait.

"Let's finish my rice anter, let's go up, ma'am." Kava riding his bike, while waiting for me to sit in the motorcycle seat he make again his helmet. "Udah, mom?"

I did not answer, his brother mulu mulu not see if I already nangkring in the back. Please yes, my body is very sultry want to take a bath of water while sleeping. Tomorrow I have a schedule of walking interviews at JExpo while the candidates who apply must be booming, I must leave in the morning to check the preparation.

Along Kava riding his motorbike, I did not make a sound until the two-wheeled vehicle stopped again at a small tenement house located at the intersection of the alley. Where else to take me, anyway? Think I'm tired.

This time Kava did not want to bother asking for my permission, he went down alone while his black crackle roof.

I looked left and right to observe the situation. Here there are many buildings such as rented houses or boarding houses for small families. The cave does not know the right name, but this kind of residence is deliberately rented at low prices. Typical buildings are made in an elongated row, with uniform doors and walls attached to each other. Because of the narrow access road to get here, the car may not be able to enter. Two-wheeled vehicles owned by residents are parked carelessly on a small terrace contained in each house. Not including the slum environment, but still looks chaotic.

"You live here?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Yes." Yeah." Kava grabbed the door handle that turned out to be locked from the inside. "La? Zal?"

I guess Kava was calling his sisters, I thought that was just his excuse. Not for a minute, the door was then opened and displayed a young boy who was whiny. "Breath eating."

"Bring in, I still need to." Kava encouraged the inn that the child immediately received with pleasure. "Where's mizal?"

"Let's sleep." The boy asked again.

"Where was the test?"

"Get off the ballot, he said next week a new physical test." His sister connected with the question. "Where else to go? I'm going to go to my house."

"No, at home. The laundry don't forget to pick up, I'm gonna go out for a second with the boss." Kava turned around before his sister could file a protest. "Don't go anywhere, just be careful if I come back you're not around!"

"Weh who is it? Sister-in-law?" This is a grinning boy at his job.

"Your bald brother-in-law, you're in there. After eating the dishes washed." Order Kava before returning to his bike where I wait while crossing.

"That's your sister?"

"Yes, the smallest." Kava entered the key.

"How many are there?"

"Two."

"Cowok everyone?"

"Yes. One has graduated, the other has just entered High School this year."

"Gue doesn't have a school for you." Unknowingly I rode the bike while holding Kava's back. "Eh herein was your ID?"

"Later nyampe where my mother loved me." Cuek aja Kava live motor.

"I don't want to stop by again, we go straight home to my place." My orders.

"That's a lot of patience, ma'am. Is it kebelet?"

"Tomorrow my work!" I said fiercely.

"That's the same, dong. I'm working tomorrow too, not together, ma'am?" Kava said lightly.

"Ck." I clucked, very ogah ngeladenin chat not this quality.

"Mommy's not a laper?"

"What does it matter whether I'm hungry or not?"

"It's doang, it's. That's so bad." Legally.

"Your parents live there too?" I didn't have it for long anymore.

"Udah is dead." Kava replied without taking his eyes off the streets.

"Both?"

"Rubber." Kava seems unencumbered by this sensitive question.

"It's been a long time?"

"Father died when my brothers were little, a year later my mother followed." It turns out that a soul mate once it is real, kirain only in soap operas aja.

"That means you're not taking care of your brothers alone?"

"Is this behind my apartment?" I was surprised, it turns out that our residence is in the same location. The difference is that my apartment is on the main road with other skyscrapers that block the village area from view.

"Emang yes."

"Continue saying that the muters got there? If deket gini will mending through the big road." Add me sewot.

And it clearly runs right behind my apartment. This is me who is blind or does not care about the environment. But understandably, I just moved two years ago, besides what I also blusukan to the villages so, like a lack of work.

"You know, I got in my own car." Overall I was invited to pacing like ironing.

"Enak gini, when will I ngojekin mom come home."

"Don't be your first. This is the first and last." I immediately asked to be dropped off in front of the security guard post as soon as the Kava motorbike reached the entrance to my apartment.

"I want to be invited to stop by,"

No I gubris, my hands directly nodong to collect his promise. "KTP?"

"I forgot to tell my mom. My ID card is." Kava is still sitting on his bike, while I stand next to him while keeping my distance.

"You're not kidding me!" My patience is over.

"Oath." Two of his fingers formed a V-sign.

"You want what, anyway? This is no trivial business!" I am so desperate for this emotion.

"Patience, mom. I'll look for it again tomorrow at home, just meet." Kava added as if this was no big deal. "Or let's not forget, please tomorrow morning I was asked to take care of KTP in the village."

"Yes, you want to do it yourself. It is your responsibility!" Refute me.

"Mom's responsibility, too, because of who I've been three months without a salary?"

"It's your own fault." I'm nyolot. "Try you protest immediately must not have been his business all this time."

"I've tried to see my mother many times, but my mother glares mulu. Said again busy, just want to talk mommy already jerking out because not to be disturbed, where I dare to go forward if mom alone does not want to meet face to face with me." Kava was honest. Because that's how I treated him all this time, shit, it turns out my attitude is as bad as that.

"Oh, are you guilty of me?"

"No ma'am, I'm just saying what it is. It's okay if mom wants to hate me, but please help me disburse my pendending salary, my savings have run out for my sister's school fees." Before I intercede, Kava nambahin. "Tomorrow I bring a photocopy of my ID card, promise that this will be my business."

"Actually I need your data now, tomorrow is already the 20th, usually the date that the financial section asks for records so that the salaries of all employees can be liquid on the 27th. If the spending could be next month you just received a salary." Obviously me.

"No, ma'am. What will my sister's uniform be? I haven't bought it yet when I'm in school next week." His complaint.

I sighed, I also felt sorry for it. "Let's here your full name, address, same, date of birth."

"Not all my phone numbers so we can chat?"

"I'm not kidding anymore." I love the plotting before I ubek-ubek bag to take a mobile phone. I open the note application and ready to record the data of this annoying man.

"Name Kava Januaryi, born January 14. The address I showed you earlier, my family members are only two. Lantang Zuardi, and Mizal Permadi, their birth dates need to be too, right?"

"Write it yourself!" I asked to type myself in my mobile phone, all I asked to add her educational background briefly starting from SD to High School.

"When you graduated from High School, what did you do?"

"Work, anyway."

"Well, where's the job?"

"Long if cited one-on-one. Later on I make a more complete version of CV so that mom is not curious again with me?"

"Make office data not for me, don't worry about you." Bales I judes.

"It's also a business, ma'am."

"Splash the writing!"

"Already, mom. This aja?" Ask while returning the phone.

"Do you have bpjs? Is there an NPWP number?"

"If bpjs from a long job, our office also use bpjs, ma'am?"

"Pake 2 insurance, bpjs equals sandlife. Your sisters have joined bpjs yet?" I tell you, here. Sandikala Grub has many subsidiaries engaged in many business fields including insurance, banking, finance and so on.

"Not yet, ma'am."

"Jaudah this is just, incidentally the office provides insurance coverage for the core family of employees, can be a wife or child, the ration is for 3 people."

"I don't have a wife, it's still next year if you want me."

"Three people, including you, want to enter your sisters too!" I don't have time to respond to his nonsense. "You won't take it either, stay empty later the column."

"Make a brother, ma'am."

"okay." I went back to the bag and took out my channel wallet to take ten pieces a hundred thousand. "This is for you, as my apology."

Kava was stunned for a split second. "It doesn't have to be like this, I'm sorry mom from yesterday."

"Yes, but the money is for you." I maksa.

"Why did Mom give me money? I should have saved my mother." I still joke when I'm serious.

"The 27th is a long time, tell your sister that school doesn't wear a uniform." I really don't have to worry so much about his own life. "Tomorrow do not owe at the stall, the rice time has been so *** has not been on display until next month."

"No need, ma'am. I was helped with salary deduction so much thanks." Resist.

After I folded it in half, I slipped the money into his jacket pocket. I hurried to leave before Kava realized what I was doing.

"Mom Okta, wait!"

I think Kava will be chasing to return the money, so my footsteps accelerated.

"If you want to find savings, please contact me. I'd like to be a paid guy if mom book." He shouted loudly until the security guard at the portal joined the astonishment.

"Stay from before me!"