
“Yaaah”, here I am now. Describe your fate as an unemployed.
Exactly one month since that jerk presentation. I'm being put away, ah no, no,
more precisely all employees ‘Dico hotel and traveling’, fired with
be respectful and compensated according to their respective working period.
A little sorry, of course. Because I cannot fulfill
pak Yono's desire, to bring a lot of bonuses when he entered
after duty. At the company's farewell I said thousands
apologies.
Wisely Mr. Yono advised me, “Better this way,
Suti, rather than you pawn your pride for a meager tender
it”.
“I mean, how father? That's a big tender, sir. Boss's expectations
big the only one to save the company from the destruction”.
“I mean you might be able to win that tender, but with
sell your body to Mr. J. You want that to happen. You wanted to
following in the footsteps of Selly?”
“Idiih, amit-amit deh sir. Mending I sell krupuk and rice
just in the town square like when I was in college. Hearts are calm because of the results of
halal” jobs.
“Nah, the Suti tau”.
“Yeah, but I'm a little disappointed, for not being able to meet
hope sir Yono”.
“About what? What do I want to make that ghost?”
“Iiih, I have-it is yes. They still have stock kids
male?”
“No, my son yes only Dewi, it was sold out”.
I chuckle, “wasn't it a same-sex Goddess huh sir?”
“Hus...ngawur kamu”, at random my hair with a little rough.
“Mbak mu Dewi's, pure woman Suti. Nak neko-neko his son.
Already ah, talking to you, just add ngawur. Quickly go join
your other friend is there! If you know any job vacancies elsewhere”,
banish him.
“Pack, doain yes, get a job again soon. Later if
can my father pull deh, so the manager of the marketing department is the same as before”.
She later chuckled, “not working, I want to enjoy my retirement
of calm. And momong grandson only. Imagine every day with the Goddess
the same son took a morning walk to the city square while feeding the birds
it's right there. Inhaling the morning air, feeling the gust of wind from the garden tree
town. Oooh segernya, enjoy the life I am ready to go”.
I saw the radiance of my boss's eyes sparkling cheerfully and cheeks
the wind was blowing as if the wind was real in front of him.
“Oalah, sir. Delicious right who have entered the age of non-productive”,
my thinking.
My anguish drifted to the scene a few days ago. A lot
my coworkers were crying especially Dona, the chatty one. She was crying
not because it doesn't work anymore. But because I won't see you again.
I tried so hard to persuade him, unheeded, as if forgetting that
we are still one kos an. Separated only by different room doors. Though
every day he wakes me up in a storm. And vice versa.
“Suti, how about donk, our relationship later?”
“What do you mean Don?”
“Dona suti Dona, not Don. You think I'm Doni or Don Yuan
so?”
“Yes, Dona nagging nan centil”.
“Well, that's donk. Call not half. Could
it causes wrong perception. Especially those who hear unknown people.
I can be considered transgender later”.
“Absolutely you are a pure woman?” ask me again while
wink.
“Ouuh jerk you. What do I need to prove, genderku”, he said
while lifting his skirt.
“Aduh..duh no need Donald. Later to see the mother boarding pass by, embarrassed.
Thought we'd fuck again!”
“Yes only. Let the hot gossip spread on the spot
kos ini”'s.
“Crazy you yes. What was our topic?” ask a little
bloons.
“Haaish..this is not old already senile first”, the teoyornya my head.
slow down.
“About us, Suti. I'll miss it if I don't meet you
every day”.
“We're still one cost, Donald. Just blocked the wall of space
just. Time yes, can not meet. You're a weird deh”.
“I might go home. The mbok already miss gathering
same children. So I want to say goodbye to mom. Starting tomorrow I'm not
stay here again”.
“Yaaah, have the heart, Dona. I was left here alone. If
someone kidnapped how?”, I said to weld.
“Biarin only. Especially if the one who kidnapped you is handsome and
tajir, like Jay it”.
“Bffuuuh, blow me hard into his face”.
“Lu do not know yet who makes us unemployed”,
my inner.
“Eh ni kesambet time yes?, was crying because I wanted to
dissever. Now laughing like demonic possession. Amit-amit”, I
head bobbles.
After that incident.
“Back home? Donk prestige. So here I am now,
caught between my loyal customers. Yes, the hungry students.
as well as the sweat seekers for health”.
The town square is a strategic place to sell pecel rice
and the menu of the anointing and side dishes of fried chicken as well as her ball eggs. I'm glad
when the food seekers that morning bought some packages for
enjoyed as a menu opening activities are dense. Satisfied faces
satiety is a sign for me to reap more rupiah.
At exactly eight in the morning, I had calculated my income by the day
these. Under the spruce tree the hair grew shady along the edge of my place
selling.
“Five hundred thousand! Waw! What an incredible acquisition. Only with
capital of two hundred thousand rupiahs, I can make this much. In a moment
I could be the owner of the restaurant, nih”, my inner self.
While enjoying the rice padded sale mbok Misnah, my mind returned
drifting into this one year incident. How hard it is to find a job
new, I have tried to send a proposal here and there in accordance with my wisdom.
From the one by e-mail that I went straight to
the company, but none of them would accept me.
“I was astonished, even though the standard of work qualifications they requested
all have been fulfilled. I have more than enough experience. What
which made them reject me?” I shook my head many times, not understanding.
“Morning, miss Suti!” i'm woken. That greeting drew my consciousness
to the real world.
“Pa...morning.
“Still remember me?”
I tried to trace my memory again to the figure of a handsome man
nan is neat in front of me.
“Emmm, looks like we've met, but where are ya?”
“You really don't remember me miss?”
“Eh yes sorry, who are you? Have we met before?”
“Oh my God, true rumors I heard. You are forgetful.
Though I know, miss is a worker who excels in the company and
many bring progress as well as advantages, dulue”.
“Aah, you could have been mr....ehmm, sir what's his name?” resolutely
revert.
He laughed out loud before answering the question, looking at my expression.
“Include again, my name is Andrew, miss. Andrew santoso, I
his personal assistant Mr. Jay”.
“Aha, I remember now. Yeaah, we met at the show
company presentation Dico hotel and traveling, shortly before the termination
mass” work contract.
“Can miss follow me? Anyone want to meet you”.
“Who?” many wonder.
“Nona view there. The guy in the Bentley car is black
that, want to talk to you”.
“Bos you?” I asked to convince again.
“Yes, Mr. Jay. Please miss follow me!” orders again.
I fixed the hat I was wearing while my net glanced towards it
the three-point six-billion car. Next to the passenger door, there is
two bodyguards are on guard.
“You what is he?” my thinking.
“A lot of his enemies, must use all bodyguards only
a visit to this cool safe place?”
With doubt I followed Andrew closer to him. A moment later
one of the big bodyguards opened the door for me. I
just silent dumbstruck looking at the expensive work pants that dress the legs
length.
I was fascinated with light brown leather shoes, which
glistening glistens blinding my eyes. Two seconds until not felt nearly two seconds.
minutes I'm just stuck in the same place.
“Log in, until when do you stand there!” rough snaps.
I was stunned, “eh..not later Mr.'s car. Jay kotor”, I replied
nervously.
“Ray!” thunder again.
“Ya bos”.
“Force that woman into my car. If you need to carry him!”
“Bos sure?”
“Since when have you become unsure of my orders, Ray?”
I'm getting surprised, “no! I don't want to be humiliated
that thing. Especially here there are still many customers and merchant friends
myfight”.
“Even in the corner there mbok Misnah noticed me from earlier. Kang
Tono who sells cendol also sees me intensely. Worrying about bad things will
befell me. Yes, the fraternity between breadwinners around this town square
it is very viscous”.
A second later I followed his will without a rebuttal.