Warm Maid
Old Ladies

Time passed, in one afternoon, in one of the restaurants. It looks like Alia is cleaning the customer table that looks like she just left with a pile of dirty dishes.

One by one Alia cleaned up the dirty dishes, she arranged them into pieces before finally being lifted.

Because for two days he did not eat regularly, his stomach felt hungry. Alia almost lost her strength when she lifted the pile of dishes.

Until he accidentally dropped a plate that was not strong he held.

Prude!!! there were broken dishes echoing throughout the restaurant.

The loud noise had in fact captured the attention of the visitors and also the owner of the stall that was seen starting to go up.

"ALLA!!" there was the voice of a middle-aged woman approaching Alia with an angry face. "You huh?? this is your sink plate broken??" said the owner by directly scolding Alia in front of his disturbed customers.

"Sorry buk. sorry.." Alia leaned over immediately to clean up the fragments of the plate. There were some leftover side dishes also scattered on the floor.

"You really are Alia!! you what's so stupid?? just bring a dirty plate can only break" the owner of the stall is increasingly upset to see the slow motion of Alia in cleaning the broken plate.

Suddenly a middle-aged man approached the stall mother with an unpleasant face.

"Buk..buk..udah, embarrassed to be seen by customers" whispered the stall owner's husband who read the situation.

"Geevik!! wiwik here to help Alia.." call the middle-aged man to one of the other workers while pulling the wife who seems to want to bite Alia because of emotions.

Alia continued to clean up the fragments of the plate, without anyone helping her.

The other customers only saw Alia who continued to drift without making a sound.

Until finally all the chaos was finished in the cleanup by Alia, he went back to work cleaning up the pile of dishes and continued until the afternoon until the stall was closed.

And this stall mother called Alia and the other servants to split the monthly salary.

After one by one, take the payroll envelope. Arriving at the time of Alia's turn, the stall mother held her envelope on the cashier's desk.

"They're.."

"What??"

"My salary, where??" alia asked hesitantly.

The shop mother grinned in annoyance.

"Wage?? you still ask me salary after breaking dozens of my plates during these 1 month???"

Alia fell silent without being able to refute. But he desperately needed that salary to pay for the boarding room.

The other workers whispered to each other, they were so dislikeful of Alia that it seemed like nothing could happen.

"Sa-ya apologize buk, next time I will be more careful again." said Alia memelas.

The shop mother laughed.

"No, there won't be another time, enough. You I fired!!" said the mother stall without caring.

Alia shock.

"Huh???"

"Son.you can't work here for long, you can finish my plate.I don't like you anyway.."

Alia was getting riled up to hear the words of the warung mother. Until without a second thought he held the arms of the mother of the warung while pleading.

"Please buk, do not fire me. I promise I will work harder and more carefully.. "

"NO!!" exclaimed the shop mother by brushing Alia's hand. "I don't like to see you, you're too coquettish, my husband can like you.I don't want to!! so I better fire you, go and never come here again." throw out the shop mother without pity.

Alia is riled up, if she gets fired how will she get the money to pay the boarding and eat her days.

"Please buk. I really need this job, I have to pay the cost and.."

Plaque.an envelope thrown just like that on Alia's face.

Alia was shocked with a chaotic face.

"Take, that's your last salary.go and never come again.awareness if you dare come to this sanity!!" threaten the stall mom with a face of hatred for Alia.

Unknowingly, Alia's tears fell. That's how the treatment of the stall mother on him.

"Take it. that's your salary that I've cut as compensation for breaking dozens of my stall plates.."

There was a small laugh from the other workers who also saw the mistreatment of the stall mother in Alia. Yet all watched without any pity or sympathy for Alia.

With a sad face he festively envelopes it. Then without a word, Alia passed away from before the shop mother and the other workers.

The world is really cruel, there is no more conscience in our fellow men. Even now people are more sympathetic and friendly to pets.

Alia was walking like an undead, her heart was completely exhausted. When at a crossroads his steps were stopped with a blank look at the bustle of the capital's traffic jam.

Alia's tears slowly spilled without her noticing.

"Why does everyone hate me?? what's my fault??" alia whispered by wiping her tears and subconsciously she saw her tears on her fingertips.

"Do I have to give up??" whispered Alia asked herself.

But suddenly Alia shook her head.

"No. I can't give up. for sure.there are other workers who can accept you, Alia.." said Alia encouraged herself to get excited again.

He also tried to take a deep breath as if trying to relax his heart again to get back strong.

But when he looked around, there was an old woman who looked dazed.

The old woman was seen walking without wearing sandals and looked confused walking on the side of the road.

At first Alia did not care and wanted to cross. But Alia's conscience can't deny that she cares about the old woman.

But suddenly the old woman seemed to want to cross the road without seeing cars and motorcycles passing by and passing in front of her.

Alia was amazed until she thoughtlessly ran fast and lively the body of the old woman who was not far from them was seen a truck of goods walking towards the old woman.

"MOM AWASSS!!" peekkik Alia who finally grabbed the old woman's body until finally the two together fell to the side of the road body.

Thiiiins...The sound of a truck car clone giving a warning.

Bruuuk..

"Akh...!!" erang Alia whose body finally crashed on the asphalt road.

Instantly the crowd helped Alia and the old woman who looked frightened with trembling bodies.

Alia wakes up with the help of some sympathetic hikers.

"Will you papa??" ask a Man.

"Ah, no sir.thank you" said Alia by staring at the look of the old woman who looked shocked.

"Your mother is papa??"

But unexpectedly, the old woman even cried like a child.

Sontak Alia and some of the pedestrians who helped them were confused.

"Oh, why buk? is anyone hurt? whereabouts?? do you want to go to the hospital?"

The old woman continued to cry without answering any questions.

Alia was getting riled up and confused by the abnormal behavior of this old woman.

"Bring to the hospital aja mbak" one of the mbak travel advice.

Alia weighed in doubtfully.

"The mother must have been in shock" said another.

"Go home" said the woman, crying.

"Mother?? where'd you go??"

The old woman did not answer but continued to cry.

***

On the other hand, Typhoon is looking for the mother with a riled face.

He left his mother only briefly at his office reception desk. When she returned from the toilet, her mother disappeared without a trace.

Typhoon has sent some of his office guards to look for the figure of the old woman.

It's been almost 1 hour that he's circled that road. Typhoon is afraid and anxious if something happens to the mother in the middle of the highway.

The typhoon continued to walk quickly with a photograph of the old woman in his hand and asked each walker.

And when he asked a man, the Typhoon found a clue.

"Ooih, this is the mother who almost got hit earlier.."

"What??" Typhoon shock. "Virtually hit???" repeated asking.

"Yes mas, but for there are nolongi mbak-mbak." he explained briefly.

"Trus where's that mbak now?"