Women Cold as Snow
WSS 5 - Confirming
Nadin resigned, he really lost his savings, now they will experience real financial difficulties, money he had set aside for the purposes of eating for a month, and now they will have real financial difficulties, fortunately, yesterday he bought a sack of rice and bought cooking utensils, oil, kitchen spices, flavoring and eggs.
"Eat." Nadin prepared food for her and her parents.
"Telor?" ask Raharjo.
"Dad, why? Papih don't like it?" Ketus Nadin's.
Nadin even put down the dishes and side dishes with an annoyed feeling, he threw a little because his feeling of disappointment was still felt. Not mean to be disrespectful to his parents, just so sick when he tried his best, but one made a mess.
Raharjo regretted his decision to join the second game, but he still felt he was right, because he did that in order to get more money for his family but, it turned out, the decision was wrong.
"Excuse Papih, Papih promises will not repeat things that can harm you again, Mih, forgive Papih too," said Raharjo.
"We have eaten first, when eating do not talk anything, after this only if we want to find a way out." Nia bribed her dinner.
For Nadin maybe at this time he should not talk, if he talks maybe there is only a momentary emotion that will make him regret because he was angry with his papi.
The child has tried but his parents are still acting as they please, Aaah that sometimes humans do not measure his ability, act as they please and regret when his expectations are not achieved.
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In the morning Raharjo went straight from home, he went around the village again, no matter what he was looking for.
"Sir, sorry to ask if there's a job here?" ask Raharjo.
"Sorry, here do not accept employees," replied the store owner.
Apparently Raharjo is trying to find a job, he is not silent. Raharjo continued to look for work from store to store, even he also looked for work to a restaurant, but no one needed workers.
"I'm so tired, where else should I look, why is it so hard to find a job, even though the salary they pay is also definitely not big." Sangking tired Raharajo so mumbling.
Raharjo decided to go home, he was tired and also had a sweat bath due to walking and heat, not far from his home he met with some debt collectors.
"Pay the remaining debt, Lo!" The man clutched Raharjo's collar.
"I'm trying to find a job" Raharjo said.
"The basis of unemployment, unemployment, the courage to owe." Hina one of those debt collectors.
It felt like Raharjo really wanted to hit the guy in the face, but unfortunately he is not a boss anymore, he used to be able to freely hit people and make them bend their knees, but whatever the power, what is the power, he is now just an unemployed and poor feller.
"I promise you, I'll pay you as soon as possible." Promise Raharjo while pleading.
They released Raharjo and gave him another chance, calmly taking a deep breath and continuing on towards the rented house.
"Where's Nadin?" ask when you get home.
"Go to college, Papih from where? Don't tell me Abis's gambling anymore." Accuse Nia.
"What the hell Mamih, where do I have money to gamble?" Kesal Raharjo's.
"So if there's money, Papih wants to go gambling again?" ask Nia.
"What the hell are you, dizzy I'm hearing your question, I'm sleeping a long time." Raharjo went into his room.
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Nadin entered his class, now is a killer lecturer clock that is super duper annoying for Nadin, and, in this campus there are two people who can make themselves irritated and suddenly have darting disease aka high blood, namely killer lecturers aka Jhonson and the Mumu.
"Hi, Guys, you know not really now this OMB every day hitchhiking his cement car, two really kasian ya kemen used the same him."
Shasha tried to calm Nadin down. "Here you are," said Shasha, "Eh Mumu, I have a meeting that is not complicated, why is Elo so complicated? Why, ngiri ya, do not have a sincere friend?" shasha's innuendo was very concerning.
Shasha and Nadin sit back, they do not want to get into trouble from killer lecturers who usually will enter the class ten minutes before the course begins.
"If it's been the lecturer killer's hour, don't make trouble, then there will be no punishment you again, will you?" shasha and Nadin asked.
Obviously Nadin did not want any more maslah, he mumet doing the tasks of the killer lecturer.
"Good day." Jhonson.
The class immediately became silent, the class seemed to be a test of guts in a haunted house.
"The two of you who were punished by me yesterday, please collect your duties and we will all study quietly, no one to make a fuss again." Jhonson looked at them with his eagle gaze.
Nadin and Muza walked towards the lecturer's desk, they put down the task and returned again to their respective benches.
The lesson began very boring, Nadin even yawned while the lecturer was explaining.
"If you sleep."
"Can, Sir?" Nadin's spontaneous involuntary speech was just a quip from Jhonson.
"By .. but in your house and I'll give you a C." Jhonson immediately looked at Nadin completely.
Nadin folded his mouth, he was very, very lost control because of sleepiness, last night he stayed up late to do the task of his lecturer.
"You, run this into my room." Pinta Jhonson's.
Class disbanded, Nadin regretfully followed Jhonson, he could not escape because of course he would get a heavier task.
Nadin and Jhonson went out, someone was out there, waiting for them, and again a smile rose from Jhonson's face.
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"I'll immediately report to Mr. Edgard, he must be very happy, because he could finally find a woman that his granddaughter liked." Leon sent a message to Edgard.
Leon left the famous Pratama International Campus and many of his graduates became successful.
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Nadin and Jhonson were in the lecturer room.
"Why did you yawn in class?" jhonson asked while opening a rectangular flat object.
"I'm sorry, sir, I'm sleepy because I stayed up late doing my job." Nadin said.
"So you're sleepy because of my mistake?" Jhonson raised one of his eyebrows.
"It's not so, sir." Nadin moved his hands across.
"Then?" Jhonson supported his face with both hands, causing Nadin to panic.
Cold sweat had already sprung up, his face had turned like a person who was caught stealing, and his body confessed.
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What answer would Nadin give?