ALVIN Trying to Rise

Applying for work

...Happy Reading's...

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After finishing his college hours, Alvin went straight to Lukman's workplace address, which he got last night.

It turns out that the place is quite easy to find, especially near there is an active bus stop, considering it is a fairly crowded area.

Alvin stopped by the roadside, just in front of the construction site still covered by zinc sheets.

The scorching sun that afternoon, directly hit the teenage boy who was just about to step on eighteen years. His forehead seemed to be deeply wrinkled, automatically protecting his eyes from the sharpness of the sunlight.

Alvin saw his appearance, he had already changed his clothes with a long-sleeved shirt and material pants. Just like people who want to apply for a job in the office.

Tidy up again the clothes that felt a little tangled, before walking towards the construction site of the multi-storey building in front of him.

"Huh! Bismillah .. I hope I can get a job here," do'a Alvin.

Alvin slowly entered the development area, until suddenly there was someone who approached him.

"Dec, here the area is only for workers, besides it is prohibited from entering" said the man dressed as a security officer.

Yes, even though Alvin has a high posture and a little muscular. However, his face that looked very young could not lie to people.

"Yes, Sir. But, I have an appointment with Mr. Lukman" replied Alvin.

"Oh, you already have an appointment" the officer nodded.

Alvin was eventually allowed in, and was told where Lukman was.

He circulated his view to see the vast development land, the workers seemed busy in traffic, surprising their respective work.

From those who use advanced machines, until there are still manuals using human challenges. The foremen and higher-ups who watched each worker in their respective groups, seemed focused and firm, not allowing a single worker to laze around.

Alvin stared in amazement, how the workers were holding back tired, in order to access the sustenance to provide for his family.

He used to tell me the way he had also been a building lecturer in a place like this, when the father had just married his mother.

They lived with concern for many years, until after two years of marriage, her mother became pregnant and gave birth to her. Their finances slowly began to rise.

Mother who was originally just a keeper of rice stalls, to increase income, finally could open her own rice stall near the father's workplace, all workers ended up eating at the mother's stall, and the, until the construction was completed and she was over two years old, they managed to rent a shophouse to develop a mother's business.

Fathers who often work away from home, making mothers stock of the house often stale or become unpleasant again. What else if there is a project outside the city, then the mother can no longer cook for the father.

From there the mother tried to make innovations, so that the food she cooked could last a long time, it all worked. All of that became the beginning of their business growing, because the father also helped market his wife's products.

Until finally I chose to leave the project and help my mother run the business. They are desperate to borrow money to bang and look for people who want to give capital so that their business increases.

Up to five years later he managed to establish a fast food and frozen food company, which is quite well known, also serves in the environment.

The company was growing quite rapidly, thanks to the ingenuity of both parents, resellers and branches are located in almost all of Java, and continue to grow over time.

Father's business relationships are also increasing, as well as enemies that are starting to emerge. Starting from fellow entrepreneurs, to people who do not like their success.

Until finally when he faced the test of class, he could no longer maintain the effort he built. They were vilified for using prohibited materials and for violating the procedures for making ready-to-eat food.

Coupled with a work accident at the factory, resulting in one person died, and several employees were injured.

All the confiscated assets, the treasures that were painstakingly collected over several years, eventually had to be lost within a day, as they lost in court.

Father and mother started everything from scratch, he worked in one of the business relations as a driver. They can not help more, considering the father who already got blacklists from the business world.

Mother also tried to make cakes and put them in the stalls, to increase income.

Alvin clenched his hand, while recalling the past of himself and his family. If you had told someone who had slandered them, at least he could have taken revenge for all the suffering they caused.

However, even until the father died, the father never told the name of the bad man. Although Alvin continued to insist, the father remained in his position.

I don't know why, Alvin doesn't know either. Only my father, mother, and God know.

Alvin exhaled a rough breath, too much pain in the heart as he recalled the cruelty of the business world.

"Sir, why daydream?" a pat on the shoulder, resuscitated Alvin from his daydream.

"Ah sorry, sir. I was just amazed to see the extent of this development land," replied Alvin gave an excuse.

"This is the first time you've seen a development site?" ask the security guard who was in charge of driving her.

"Yes, Sir. Hehe." Alvin scratched his nape eliminating his awkwardness.

The security guard nodded his head faintly. They finally went on a journey to meet Lukaman.

"Assalamualikum, Mang," Alvin said as soon as he stood behind Lukman.

Lukman, who was chatting with several other people, turned his head towards Alvin.

"Vin, you've arrived" Lukman said, patting Alvin on the shoulder.

"Yes, Mang" replied Alvin.

Lukman smiled at the two in front of him, then introduced Alvin.

"This is Alvin, my distant brother. He will be the extra power in the iron painting group" Lukman told the two middle-aged men.

It turned out that they were the foremen and heads of the group, where they worked later.

The two middle-aged men looked at Alvin who looked neat, lyrically and smiled while nodding their heads, although they both seemed to hold back laughter.

"Are you sure this kid will be strong working in that position?" ask one of the men with his thick mustache.

"He's a hard worker since he's been helping farmers and working in the fields. I'm sure he'll be able to survive working there." Lukman defended Alvin.

The two people simply nodded with doubtful gazes, considering Alvin was very young and considered to have no responsibility.

Usually, teenage children the age of Alvin just want to try and find experience, until at most last a few days, then stop when they feel not strong.

They have no responsibility to provide for their wives or children, as adults. His life is still free and feel they can get a better job, so they like to change their jobs.

However, what they don't know is, Alvin does have responsibility for others. However, he has a strong ambition to change his life.

Alvin will continue to strive to achieve all his ambitions and life goals, despite having to do a very hard job though.

Today Alvin was brought to see where he worked and how he worked, which will start tomorrow, after Alvin finishes college.

Because Alvin was in college, so he became a part-time worker, who would join an iron painting group. The salary received is quite a lot every day, although the work is also very risky.

After everything was done, Alvin finally went home with Lukaman, along with the work hours completed.

There are also some workers who choose overtime, to increase income.

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Memories will continue to exist, become part of life until death picks up.