The Dreamer Throw Out All Ways
First Day of Work

Sitting pensively alone in the workspace owned by Fery who was in the workshop. His eyes stared blankly at the dividing wall of the study with his workshop. There was an inexhaustible thought he kept thinking about right now. All the necessities of life are enough for him to meet at this time, but not with the demands of his children. Here Fery who just bought a new car the second child actually had to rethink the house at the request of his first child.

"The house is not a little money. I could have bought a house in installments. But, it feels too heavy with the installment of the motorbike, car and also home at once." murmured dizzy.

Without him knowing if here Yuyun is serving a customer in his salon who is a man. He smiled softly when he saw who was coming at this moment. Yuyun greeted the man with a slight stroking of his arm.

"Mas Furqon, what's his hair cut?" yuyun asked kindly.

Sensual movements can of course be seen by anyone in the room. Some eyes stared dislikefully at Yuyun's so ridiculous manner. It's not that I don't know who that guy named Furqon is. He's a man who is rumored to be getting married soon on the basis of an arranged marriage.

"Em I want to creambath only, Yun. Can you?" Furqon smiled meaningfully as she said that. And Yuyun nodded her head in agreement to hear that. Where the creambath room is a little gap for him alone.

The two headed for a different room from where they cut their hair. Seemed a few times Yuyun lowered her hand moving through the chest of the man's field. He drew his face to Furqon's ears. Various touches began the man enjoyed. This is what the man calls creambath. And Yuyun already understood so much.

"Down rinse well, Mas." said Yuyun speaking as if to finish the job where he now changed position by crouching in front of the man.

Furqon smiled satisfied at the service of the salon owner's woman. They did not realize that in front of there some women seemed to speak badly to Yuyun.

"The label is still a girl. It's very dangerous for Mr. Fery's girls. Everything can be brushed if this is the way." said one customer who was waiting for his turn to cut hair.

"Yeah, later if we want marriage should be careful indeed. Danger could-can our marriage void because of the love of Yuyun's taste."

They looked so badly at Yuyun who was now coming out with a satisfied smiling face. The lipstick she was wearing was no longer on her lips. Until finally Furqon stepped out of the salon with a face that was also no less fresh than Yuyun's smile at that time.

"Let's whose turn is the haircut?" yuyun asked looking at the few customers waiting.

It is different from the situation in the city. Melisa for the first time finished the ospek period. He hopes to find a job today.

How could she touch the money from her mother that night, Melisa still has not found a job. Eat only using materials that have been bought by the uncle and aunt. Hopefully all that will be enough until he finds a job that can get results for school needs.

"So the cafe mop? I suppose. I hope there's still a vacancy." After long enough to explore the road now finally Melisa saw a cafe that is looking for labor to clean up. Without thinking, he came to propose. And that day Melisa also got a job in a matter of daily salary. Never complaining in the slightest he diligently cleaned all the corners without any residue.

At least being able to get permission from the dorm to work outside was already so helpful for Melisa. Only the hostel can hold it for free. And it's so valuable to a student like Melisa.

"This is your wage. Tomorrow can come back, right?" asked the boss and Melisa nodded her head quickly.

"Can, Sir. I came home from school straight here." replied Melisa.

Seeing the work spirit of this teenage girl is really so heartwarming for the man who owns the cafe.

"Good, I wait for tomorrow?" Melisa leaves the cafe.

Seeing that the day was still not so late in the afternoon, Melisa for a moment walked back. The money in his hand was forty thousand. He still wants to find extra for school savings. Melisa traced the city until before long her eyes caught a very crowded meatball trader. The pile of dirty dishes clearly he knew it was in need of power. Slowly he approached the seller and again offered his strength to wash the dishes.

"Sir, I want to wash the dishes can't I?" ask him politely.

The seller saw Melisa, his eyes again saw the condition of the crowded buyer.

"It's not much neng" replied the meatballer. Melisa smile.

"It's okay, sir. The important thing is there." said Melisa.

It was so sad to hear the words of Melisa that the meatball seller was touched by her heart to say yes. Melisa sat down and began to wipe the soap on each plate. He continued to clean even though the dirty dishes kept coming as well. The scorching heat that emanated also made Melisa sweat, but there was no fatigue that she felt at this time. There is a value of money that will keep his body strong.