The Man in the Dream
03.Patience Mbak

How cruel, Shenaa continued to wipe the sweat that soaked her face. Going down to the field for three months is a crazy thing, according to Shenaa.

Dust, the scorching sun made the woman cuss all out. The oath of kamit komat kamit even countless more.

"Bak don't be there, it's a lot of cement dust." the building foreman said. Yes, this is the construction of a shopping center that is being worked on by workers.

"Bak kok want to go down in the field, the beauty will be lost lo" said a worker.

"Don't you think I want to? fortunately, the salary is high, otherwise I would have stayed!" reply Shenaa.

"Sabar mbak, his name is also looking for sustenance."

The lazy Shenaa chooses to rest in a special small room where her foreman is. It's exhausting, but what power.

"Juda and Ardi are there! why should I? they're men, Hendra's eyes are blind!" shenaa grouse.

Her hair was already stiffened by the dust, her face was shabby like a puff. Poor you Shenaa! Her final return hour arrived, arriving at the boarding house Shenaa immediately went to take a bath and after that stretched her tense muscles. Quite tiring, the end of her Shenaa chose to sleep until forgetting her dinner.

The dream, come again. Shenaa opened the maa then glanced at her wall clock. "Jam one." she said.Shenaa back to relax, the man in the dream continues to haunt himself since three months ago.

"Who is he? if he asks for help, he should show his face." said Shenaa.

Awake, until three o'clock in the night the woman had just closed her eyes. At six o'clock in the morning and he had not yet woken up until the sound of the neighbor's scream woke Shenaa.

"Euuhh..disturb people to sleep!" she then covered her head with a pillow. A minute and two Shenaa regained consciousness and glanced at the clock. "I'll be late...!" he said and rushed to the bathroom.

When she finished, Shenaa left. Unfortunately again the bus that used to ride Shenaa has been gone since earlier. I don't want him to order an online taxi.

Just as Shenaa got off the motorcycle and entered, Hendra's sharp gaze seemed to strangle the woman's neck.

"You're late! don't you think it's fieldwork and then it's as good as if you go to work!" hendra said harshly.

"Sorry sir, I'm having a bad time" said Shenaa with a lowered face.

"I don't accept your excuses! discipline is number one."

"I won't repeat it again" said Shenaa.

Pardoned, Shenaa then did the job. Pain isn't his heart? the boss's rude remarks were common for Shenaa to eat. Hmmm..sipit Shenaa's eyes, he was still sleepy and had not even had time to eat breakfast.

"Mbak Shenaa, what a lemes! not breakfast yet?" ask the foreman.

"Yes sir, I woke up bad luck."

"Eat first, work later." said the foreman.

"No sir, there's my boss. I will be fired." he said.

"Udah go mbak. Eat first there and then it hurts."

Shenaa dyed, right. Hendra is gone. The woman then went to a simple stall across the street.

Be full! Shenaa burps and returns to her workplace, about to cross suddenly a car almost hits her. Not stop apologizing, the car was speeding. Shenaa reads the car plate and don't ask, her swearing back out of her thin lips.