TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
10 Other Spirits

Vanesa complained as the contents of his wallet began to drain for his daily meal duties. He must be patient and wait until there is an interview call at one of the companies he is applying for.

"Which money is enough" he lamented. Secretly the girl is grateful that she is not a crazy girl make-up, although not decorated she remains beautiful. It is created perfectly with a tiny round face and blushing lips.

Something flashed before him, making him turn around and immediately rise from his seat on the bed. "What's that?" muttered. He does not understand and does not want to understand because he is afraid. Trying to eliminate fret in yourself, refocus counting the monthly calculation of his spending. Now the shadow flashed again, making Sabita alias Vanesa terjekat and immediately knitted at the end of the mattress.

"Who are you?"

The wind hit his face, he immediately looked at the fan at the end of the room, making sure that the wind came from the object, but it turned out that the object was dead even the power plug was not connected at all.

"I want to get in!"

"Now?" muttered Shabita. He had furrowed his forehead, but then understood and immediately moved away from the bed. "No! I'm not home!" reject firmly. Looked at all directions.

Geck, tok, tok! The door was knocked by an outside. Shabita immediately looked and ran quickly to open the door of her room. He saw a servant carrying a letter. Without a sound after giving it the waiter immediately left.

"Basar mute," Shabita mocked. The letter was opened and read, "You're willing to come to our cafe, we'll wait as soon as tonight at 7 p.m." Shabita immediately looked at the wall clock and was surprised to learn that it was 16:00. Azan Magrib began to be heard from the mosque around the inn. He immediately cleaned himself up and prepared. His neck was bleeding again. Pain so much that the girl looked for duct tape in the dresser drawer and made her neck tight. Although the blood still seeped out from the sidelines of isolation, but this is enough to hold him well controlled.

Don't lock me in here! I want to eat! The voice of Kuyang filled Shabita's hearing. The girl did not care, she was now looking for a long cloth to crack her neck so that the bamboo could hold the blood that was seeping earlier.

In a cafe Shabita stood still like a statue. He was amazed by the caffe. So crowded and strange, all joking laughs and not as calm as the usual caffe. Women there also wear skimpy clothes on their knees. Really he was hit once, even though in online magazines broadcast via social media have requirements: neat, polite, attractive, polite. Reality turned around a hundred percent. Just think about being sick let alone undergoing. But it's wet. "Why not, maybe I can ask to be a dishwasher" he told himself.

A young man came to look at her with charm. He saw Shabita from all sides. "beautiful" one word that is most appropriate to describe the girl in front of him. "You're Shabita?"

Shabita nodded, feeling uneasy with him. There were some people who looked mischievously at the girl then passed by.

"Follow me," he asked. "My name is Candra" she said as she walked, followed by Shabita from behind.

Shabita followed while occasionally wary of being harassed by the residents of the caffe who were staring at her from earlier.

"You're just delivering drinks. After that it is not adalagi," said Candra. The twenty-seven-year-old man showed the kitchen to the girl. "Jek!" call him to the black-clothed waiter when the waiter will deliver the drink.

"Yes, Sir!" sahut Jek's.

"Give him this drink!" candra's orders.

Shabita receives a tray of drinks from Jek and looks at Candra.

"What number was it?" ask Candra.

"Number three" replied Jek.

"Now take it to number three!"

candra's orders.

Shabita just nodded and was about to leave. Candra grabbed her shoulder, Shabita was shocked and wanted to avoid.

"Wear the uniform first" he suggested, handing over the uniform.

Shabita sighed with a smile, realizing her stupidity. He's too suspicious. After changing the girl grabbed the tray that was on the waiter earlier and immediately went to finish her work. Candra watched from far away.

"Hey, new kid huh? Just appeared," reprimanded a scantily dressed sweet girl with a lot of blood on her body.

Shabita was jolted, but soon returned to normal because some visitors looked at her. "Here you go" Shabita said to bench number three.

"Hey, can you see me?"

"There's another order" said Candra.

Shabita immediately left again and delivered the order. Two men were busy talking while laughing about things that no one else should have heard. Impressed by moral. Why are their household affairs dismantled, anyway.

"You know, Lan. My bin is ugly, smelly and angry! I want a new one, Lan!"

"Mine especially every day just complaining. I want my work at home."

"Why are you home, Lan?"

"Shut up waiting for the rice to cook with the money to buy drinks!"

"So you don't work?"

"Raptain! He should cook, wash clothes, wash dishes, take care of the children and serve me. I want to be like a king! Eat-sleep!!"

"Wadduh! Tasty right. I want to, Lan. My bin is now lazy not to cook if not given money. Though we work tired, uh, just nice to ask for money. Shit, right?"

Shabita just put a drink on their table while swallowing a sense of annoyance in the heart, how not. The person in front of him could not be said to be tolerable, even too bad. Dekil, slob, smell plus his mouth that makes itchy hands want to slap.

"Please drink it" said Shabita. He wanted to leave but the two men married but did not want to be grateful to prevent it by holding Shabita's arm tightly.

"Beautiful girl, would you like to accompany your brother?" goda.

"Sorry, Bang. I'm busy," the girl subtly refused while taking off her arm.

"Company, dong." His hand was again grabbed by Lan the Alan earlier.

"I-i"

"Udah don't refuse. We have more money, really. Make you pay."

Shabita growled as her hand involuntarily moved to slap Alan. His voice was loud until the caffe visitors fell silent and watched them. Candra immediately ran to them. Seeing Alan's red face holding in shame and anger, he simply apologized and persuaded Alan not to get angry again.

"He's a new kid. Please understand" said Candra.

Alan rubbed both ends of his bloody lips then whispered to Candra. Shabita wondered what the two men of different ages were discussing.

"I'm sorry, I can't" said Candra. "Others but not him."

Alan furious. "I will sue you!" threaten her.

Candra started to growl, but covered it up. He whispered to the girl. "He wants you" he said.

Shabita immediately looked at Candra, disbelieving and retreating slowly. "I quit!" Run immediately.

"Hey!" Alan does not accept and will pursue, but his efforts are prevented by Candra. "You what?"

"If you were so I could have sued you with an act of harassment!" threaten Candra's.

Alan and his friend remained silent while Shabita opened her uniform and placed it on the guard post desk.

"This?" ask Satpam wonder.

"Please give it to your boss!" shabita orders with emotion. He's leaving soon.