
A few days after the incident on the previous day, Akhtar also did not contact Aqilla.
" Where is this strange master? Did something happen to her? Huft!." Aqilla stared at her equipment for stringing.
" Why brother? daydream from earlier." Haykal Temptation.
" Eh, no papa kok Kal."
" Sister, can Haykal ask for money?"
" Hem, yeah just put the deck on. What's it doing?" ask Aqilla.
" Make school fees all paid, same for the exam. But..." Haykal hesitated to make it.
" But why?" Aqilla's eyebrows blend together.
" It costs quite a lot sis, are our savings enough?" Haykal said doubtfully.
Aqilla looked at the cost details of the paper Haykal gave her, feeling very surprised to see the numbers listed on the paper. But Aqilla tried to cover everything, indeed both parents used to send their children in a place that is quite famous and included in the elite. Aqilla was unable to stop her sister from going to school, as Haykal was already in his final year and was about to take the exam.
" God willing enough to deck his savings, you do not have to bother so. Add that ugly face, so don't be fooled again." Aqilla tried to cover up all her feelings back then.
" Benereally, brother? how's the flower business?".
" Be calm on deck, God willing there is still. Don't worry." Aqilla's smile made the younger brother believe.
" Thank you, brother, Haykal left first. Assalamu'alaikum." Pamit Haykal's.
" Ra'alaikumussalam."
After Haykal left for school, Aqilla became pensive sitting on her living room couch.
Thank God the savings were enough for Haykal's school fees, but. For others, it will not be enough. What is looking for a side job, it can be quite added. Inner Aqilla.
The day passed very quickly, it did not feel that it had been two months that Akhtar had not contacted Aqilla. Suddenly, flower orders have dropped dramatically. Daily needs began to thin, as well as finances, to make Aqilla's head dizzy.
Aqilla began looking for various information from social media, to find work. With a variety of jobs on offer, Aqilla is interested in becoming a restaurant worker. The time can also use shift, so you can take orders again.
' JOHAN CAFE '
That's what Aqilla briefly read, had been silent for a moment. But, Aqilla returned to focus on the goal.
" Sorry, excuse me. I would like to offer a job application, if I may know. Who do I have to hand it to?." Aqilla asked the wrong officer there.
" Oh, you want to apply for a job? Mbak can hand over directly to the owner, Johan sir is in his room. Later, I will go up to the top floor. The door of the room is blue. " Obviously the officer.
" She, thank you for the information." Aqilla smiled.
" Together, may it be accepted." Reply to the officer.
Leaving her feet towards the top floor, Aqilla was hoping to get this job.
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" Into "Sounds a voice from within.
Aqilla slowly entered the room, with the reckless capital she was doing. Looking at a man, who was in a lowered position inspecting the paper before him.
" Excuse me sir, I'd like to submit a job application file." Aqilla.
" Can you put it on my desk, yes, later to continue, will be contacted by my employees." The man replied without looking at Aqilla.
" Eh, fine sir. Then I say goodbye, excuse me!." After Aqilla placed her file on the table, she immediately left the room. However, not a few steps.
" Wait a minute, I seem to."
Then Aqilla turned her body, until the man's vision collided with Aqilla.
" Well you..." The man pointed at Aqilla.