Ameera Ku Darling

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"Sorry sir.." Ameera called Alex from outside the room with fear - fear.

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"tu.." haven't had time for Ameera to call alex already out with a hostile face.

"How dare you hah. babu like you disturb my sleep" snapped alex.

"sorry sir, I didn't mean to be presumptuous I was just asking permission to work." Ameera looked down scared of Alex.

"Just do anything, want to sell yourself even if it's up to you, who certainly make sure all your tasks in this house are in order." said Alex indifferently immediately closed the door to his room.

Brakk...

"alright. Ameera spirit you can certainly, ayoo we finish the work at home, the sooner the better." Ameera cheered herself up with a cheerful face.

As soon as he left the top floor exactly alex's room, Ameera quickly completed all the tasks - his task by starting to sweep and mop the floor of the house then to the back garden.

 

"Alhamdulillah, finally finished too, after this I have to go to find a job in order to buy a nutritious meal to be fat and save the cost of labor later" Ameera told herself.

before going to find a job Ameera said goodbye to Sumi, he was afraid that the middle-aged woman was worried about finding her whereabouts.

"take it, Ameera comes out for a while." say ameera to mumi

"where is meera going?" ask mbok Sumi.

"Ameera wants to find work, but I know that Ameera can't take food in this house, so Ameera should be able to get money for her" Ameera replied with a smile on her face.

"but if you are angry how?" ask me again, Sumi,

"take it easy, Ameera has asked for permission, and you allow it as long as all Ameera's work at home is in order." replied Ameera, staring at the woman who had been considered like her own mother.

There is a feeling of seeing someone else who has no blood ties to him but is so loving to him as his own family.

"tembok only worry neng, you have been praying that hopefully all his business will be smooth, wait here for a while ya neng." pinta mbok sumi, immediately headed to his room leaving ameera.

a few minutes later Sumi came back in a hurry.

"this is a little bit of mbok for meera neng stock on the road later yaa" said mbok Sumi by giving 2 pieces of money to Ameera.

"eh.mbok do not need Ameera do not want to trouble mbok, with mbok support Ameera alone is more than enough." reject Ameera subtly.

"take it, you sincere mbok must need a grip out there, do not let you starve on the road." Sumi denied to Ameera.

"but mbok"

"thank you very much" said Ameera with teary eyes.

"yes the same - equally neng, Husst already do not cry. "reply Sumi no less soft

"well okay.. Ameera saying goodbye mbok, pray Ameera mbok." say goodbye ameera while Kissing Sumi's hand.

"definitely neng, mbok prayer always accompanies neng meera. Heart - heart yes." mbok Sumi stared pity at the woman who had been considered her own child.

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Under the scorching sun, Ameera still walked with enthusiasm.already several places he went, ranging from cafes and several clothing stores but none received Ameera.

Finally Ameera decided to rest for a while in a small food stall on the side of the road.

" please neng, what message would you like?" ask the shop owner.

"uh.yeah buk the message rice pake vegetable pumpkin only buk." replied ameera later.

the owner of the warungpun serves Ameera's order, because he feels sorry for the girl, the owner of the stall gives additional side dishes and drinks to Ameera.

"bus. is this not wrong, I just order rice with pumpkin vegetables" asked Ameera to the owner of the stall.

"it's okay, neng, I'm sincere to eat" replied the shop owner.

" thank you buk." said Ameera, the shop owner replied with a smile.

Ameera ate with her voraciously, she was so grateful there were still many good people out there.

seeing more and more visitors and shop owners look troubled, the girl took the initiative to help calculate - count the favor to the shop owner.

"wah thank you very much neng, for the help" said the shop owner.

"same - same buk, I also thank mother a lot." replied ameera.

"eh. by the way - who is his name? and I think I saw you so exhausted." asked the shop owner.

''my name is Ameera buk, I am actually looking for a book job, but not yet a meera windfall possible" he replied with a genuine smile.

"that's a coincidence that you're here, if you want you can help mom here, but I'm sorry you can't pay a big wage" said the shop owner

"really buk? I would love to buk, it's okay - what a buk is important Meera can eat buk." replied Ameera with sparkling eyes.

"fine, from tomorrow you can start helping - help here, mom's shop is open from 11 am to 7 pm" said the shop owner.

"again, thank you very much, ma'am.." Ameera was happy.

"it's the same, Rosmala's mother's name, you can call me bu roasma" said the shop owner again

"all right, ma'am Rosmah, then Ameera pamit first thanks again buk." say goodbye ameera to bu roshma.

Rosmah smiled and watched Ameera walk out with her happy face.