
Four days passed, but Dion's efforts had not yet yielded results.Many of his job applications were rejected,and there is no news for other work calls.Dion began to think about what to do.Walau the savings is still enough for the next few months.But Dion does not want to be leha leha with this situation.
"Who am I ngojek huh.? while waiting for a work call and looking for more info about work." asked Dion
"Who is your motorbike is a big motor.? who wants to take passengers.? where's the shitty shit lately."
"Just try that first.! I can work while working as a pelvic coolie in the market before ngojeg.Ojeg base in situ market, there happens to be a small workshop next to it.Who knows there is windfall for us there.?" obviously Dion
"Seriously so.?" He saw the handsome face of her husband, touched his clean smooth cheeks.Without tears dripping without permission from the owner.
"Whoever cry anyway.Why." asked Dion while wiping the tears on Sekar's cheek, as well as hugging the body of his beloved wife.
"Who really wants to be a pelvic floor.? on the market is that stinky. An Anggara who has never worked hard, with dirt, want to sell it.?"
"Why isn't that.? as long as it's halal and produce."
"I'm sorry, that's.! I can't help you make a living.Sorry I've troubled you.!" ungka Sekar's
"Yes, it's not that.! you are my responsibility.Udah so it is my duty to make a living.You are as heavy as my burden, because there is always you beside me.It will definitely feel light, you are everything to me."
Dion began to do his activities, from the morning blind after doing his duties as a Muslim.Dion to the market, became a kuli pelvis truck vegetable truck, rice even to the fish.
Dion putra Anggara is eighteen years old, Putra is solely a puppet of Johan Anggara the richest coal businessman in Kalimantan.Dan also has a company that penetrates in all fields, has a palace bath house in Kalimantan and Jakarta, Indonesia,who became their permanent residence.And a mother who works Doctor of heart disease whose name is quite taken into account.
Dion Anggara's son who never knew the word difficult, lacking, now must live life and work far from his family background.The big name he bears, the luxury he enjoyed so far, he enjoyed,it makes him a different person from the children of rich people in general.All can not be separated from the upbringing of both parents.
"Daddy.! this is my work today." He handed the money to his wife.
"Alhamdulillah.! make it separate..?"
"This.!" reply Dion while showing a sheet of ten thousand
"Cock just ten thousand.? this one take again.Where is enough ten thousand.?"
"Enough.! right this is just to buy a drink I just.If I eat I can bring supplies from home.Or go home first to the time of meal.Udah ayang simpen, who set the money."
Retrieved and calculated money from Dion's work.Disasilannya neatly in accordance with the nominal level of the money.
Eighty-two thousand rupiahs, the result of her husband struggling all day with sweat, smell, and dust.Has tightly grasped the results of her husband's labor, the feeling of haru berbampu sekar feeling now.
"O LORD.! give my husband ease and health."