
One month later, I was accepted to work in a factory not too far from my home. His work uses a daily work system, although his daily salary is not too large only forty-five thousand rupiah a day for new employees like me.
I try to like my job, I always encourage myself in my heart.
"I should be able to be strong should my spirit of purpose now make my parents happy. They used to be willing to endure pain and fatigue to meet my needs to fund my school. Now that I've been able to find money I can't complain. Resist this little bit of pain and fatigue for your parents Mesya, this pain and tiredness that they felt first for you. Like what you do, not just do what you like. Love your job then everything will feel light! SPIRIT!!!!SPIRIT!!!!!"
In my heart I always say like me when I get tired and tired so I get back up. And sure enough, I always get more excited at work when I remember my parents.
One week of work I have started to blend with other employees who initially I took a break just eating alone now I have friends well quite a lot. Most of them are also new employees and also my mothers are not too close to senior employees who are my age. Because they are too arrogant they feel that seniors sometimes tell their hearts to new employees. They do not hesitate to rule in a high tone even to people who are much older than him.
I feel no respect between the old and the young but respect for those who are the longest to be seniors and who have positions. How shiny! I at first glance felt sorry for asking something that was burdensome for my parents.
But my desire to continue my studies is still passionate in my heart. But back again all must be extinct given the state of the economy of my family.