A Friend From the Past

Section 13

A week had passed, Elin and her family moved to the SS town. And for one week it was also Elin always carelessly and also boredom had enveloped him. And today, he plans to find a job after getting permission from both parents.

'' well morning, bun''' Hello Elin is at the dinner table

'' morning dear'' replied the mother of Wati

'' today is my sister, why does she work?'' ask Dirman's father

'' yes well so, make boredom say while taking his favorite fried rice

'' owh yes, the plan wants to work where the brother asked the father again

'' do not know where it is going, then look for it. After all, I also do not have friends here so bingunv want to ask kosapa''' he said after putting a mouthful of fried rice into his mouth

'' yes already, bring the bike no ''

'' sister ndak can carry a motorbike well heavy hehehe'' his answer who invited laughter at the dining table. ''s brother ride ojek aja yah'' he continued

'' why ride a kak ojek, home there is a motorbike ? '' said Dirman's father

'' brother does not understand the road here well afraid of getting lost, do you know if brother often forgets the road even though often passing let alone this has never passed can not go home later'' obviously Elin

'' yes, you have been carefully on the road, and do not forget if you have been working do not forget your duties as a student''' Dirman's father's message to his son

'' okay yah''

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The scorching sun was over his head, as a place Elin had come to but no one accepted Elin to work in his place. Now Elin is in the mosque to worship as a Muslim. A few minutes Elin was done with her obligations and was now sitting while wearing the shoes she was wearing.

While wearing the left shoe, suddenly someone hit him from behind.

Bughh

'' awww'' ringis because it fell nyium road

'' oh, sorry-sorry I was accidentally humming, he said while helping Elin stand up

''yes no papa'' replied Elin

'' again sorry ya'' he said not so good

'' yes it's okay, relax anyway I also have no serious injuries'' said Elin

'' owh do not know me Mira'' he said as he extended his hand

'' I'm Elin '' avenging Mira

'' owh where are you going? '' asked Mira

'' I want to find a job but can't'' he said gloomily

'' owh that, emmm where I work again need employees but his job is just a restaurant waiter'' said Mira

'' maybe, what work is important halal''

'' all right, come with me.'' Take Mira

They both go to the restaurant where Mira works by riding Mira's motorbike. Thirty minutes later they reached their destination.

'' I really deg deg an ya Mir'' said Elin with slightly trembling legs

'' just relax Lin, the boss here is good, his words calm Elin, after which Mira invites Elin in.

Mira enters the room of her boss to meet the restaurant boss, not forgetting Mira invites Elin. They were now inside his boss's room.

'' Mr. Edi sorry this friend of mine wants to apply for a job here, his name is Elin sir' said Mira politely

'' emmm, do you have any work experience?'' ask Mr. Edo to Elin

'' already sir but only as a shirt shop waiter'' Elin replied nervously

'' emm well, I love you job opportunities here but I do not like late employees so you have to be on time, said Mr. Edi

'' well sir, I'll work my best''' bow politely

'' okay, from now on you work here. Owh yes to how it works later Mira can teach you what you have to do''

'' now I can''

'' thank you, sir, for the opportunity''

''iya''

When it was finished, Elin and Mira went straight out of the boss' room and they went to the place where they were going to work. Previously Mira had explained how to work here and so on and happened to be Elin was a fast-responding person.

Elin worked passionately and looked quite deft and friendly towards visitors. Not feeling the time is getting dark, the wall clock shows at 8 pm.

''Lin eat dinner first and rest'' said Mira approached Elin

'' yes Ra''

Elin and Mira enjoy their dinner with rice boxes provided by the restaurant. After that they headed to the dressing room for Isya prayer.

'' Ra wanted to ask dong'' while cursing at his face

'' ask what Lin?'' mira said curiously

'' what time do we get home from work?'' ask Elin

'' at 10 Lin we're home'' he replied

It did not feel like the night was getting late, now two same-sex people were about to leave their workplaces.

'' Lin lo came home up what?'' ask Mira

'' take Mir's rich ojek, if not yes take a taxi'' jwaba Elin

'' I take it with me, because it's already at this hour it's usually difficult to get a taxi'' bargained Mira

''but--'' his words were cut off by Mira's words

'' there is no but-but, let alone you just moved to this city later if there is anything at all''

'' oh, yes, thank you Ra ''

Mira started riding her motorcycle at a moderate speed tracing every road that existed until in front of a spacious but simple house, Mira also stopped the speed of her motorcycle right in front of her.

'' this is Lo Lin's house?'' ask Mira after arriving

'' yes Ra, stop by first''

'' don't have to be late at night, I just go home''

'' yasudah once again thank you Ra has anter me home'' he said gently

'' casual times Lin, own yes Lin tomorrow I fight ya if want to work, we leave together''' said Mira

'' yes Ra''

'' sipp, okay I'm back at night, Assalamualaikum''

'' don't forget if it's been until taharin well, waalaikumsalam'' he said which was replied with a thumbs up

After Mira was not seen, Elin began to enter his house not forgetting he said hello before entering. As he stepped through the living room, he saw the most precious figure in his life who else if not his parents.

'' did you just come home?'' ask the Father

'' yes sorry well, because it was directly working'' he replied

'' Accept the work?'' ask Dirman's father again

'' it's Dad''

'' work where kak'' is now the turn of Bunda Wati who asked

'' In Restaurant bun, it's good to spend some free time''

'' owh, if you have rest gih, do not forget to clean first sister''' said Mother Wati

'' yes Bun''' Elin went to his room after permission with his father and his mother