
🥀3 YEARS LATER
"How, Honey?" A middle-aged man with a lot of hair on his jaw threw a question at his daughter who just came out of a cafe.
"Zee got accepted to work, Dad. Yeaah!" The proportional beautiful girl blushed, she immediately hugged the father who was standing before her.
"Great! I'm sure you'll be accepted. It would be foolish for the owner of the cafe to refuse this beautiful father's daughter!" Zee smiled.
"Let's go home!" Zee nodded. Farid deftly opened the front door of the angkot he was carrying. Yes, a year ago Farid had completed his prison term and now he works as a freight driver.
"We should celebrate this! Buy something to eat together!"
"No need, Dad! Don't waste! Don't you have to pay the deposit too?"
"You're it! Cool out! The deposit money has been separated, there are still more!" Farid gave money two thousand and five thousand which is rather shabby but quite a lot. "Today's a lot of daddy's angkot passengers! Today is truly our family's lucky day!" Seeing Farid's happy glow, Zee smiled.
"Dam!"
"Yes, Dad?"
"Honey, sorry I haven't been able to enroll Zee to University! Zee was supposed to go to college, but now Zee is working."
"Dad talk what? Zee is happy with Zee's life. Having a father, mother, Joy and Zaa is all so perfect. The goal of college was finally to work as well, right? After all, not a few also University graduates who are actually unemployed!" Farid looked at his daughter's face proudly. He pulled the head and kissed the girl's forehead.
"Oh yes, dear. Then how are your tutoring students if you work?"
After graduating High School, Zee did provide math tutoring for Elementary students in grades 5 and 6, as well as Junior High School students. Zee was happy with the activity. Because the true science must be repeated and opened always so as not to fade from our brains.
"So Zee told the manager of the cafe inside about Zee's teaching activities. He gave tolerance. Zee is only scheduled to work late afternoon until evening. Monday to Sunday except Tuesday, Zee will work from 15:00 to 23:00." Farid.
"Is Zee happy doing it all?"
"Why did you ask that?"
"Dad didn't want Zee to get too tired!" lirih said that. Zee smiled.
Zee brought his body closer to Farid, embracing his firm shoulder. "Zee is so happy! Zee enjoys everything Zee does!" said Zee. Zee landed a kiss on Farid's cheek afterwards.
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"His family?"
"Yes sir?"
"It's still 2 o'clock, but you've come?"
"Hee, i-yes, sir. I'm afraid it's too late, sir!" said Zee. Kemal the manager continues to mangguk. He is happy with Zee's discipline.
"Oh yes, Ziva. This is your uniform! You can change in the room in the corner. Here's your locker key, there's a number in there!"
"Oh, i-yes, sir." Zee kept smiling after the manager.
The locker room plus the worker locker looked deserted. Yes, indeed 3 other people who one shift with Zee have not come. Zee was still standing in front of the long mirror before him. Many times he tried to lower the skirt that looked minimal but so difficult, until finally Zee resigned.
If you knew my uniform was this short, you could be mad at me. It's only at work, right? Sorry, my God!"
While waiting for her workday to start in 30 minutes, Zee sits in a chair in the corner of the cafe playing her phone. Sometimes Zee smiles at the pictures of her tutoring students she takes while they are doing their assignments. He was always amused by his students. Zee was still engrossed in his activities until a voice could be heard calling out to him.
"Ziva!"
Zee stood up immediately.
"Sa-yes, sir."
"Indeed this has not entered your working hours, but there are employees who suddenly have stomach pain. Can you replace her job?"
"Can, Sir!" straightforward Zee. Zee immediately turned off the phone and put it in his pocket.
Zee follows Kemal and the two stop at the serving table. "This is table number 20, you deliver, yes!"
"Tell number 20 everywhere, sir?"
"The black chair in the corner by the window. That's table 20. Serve him well, he subscribes to this Cafe!"
"Oh, ba-ik, sir!"
Zee immediately walked up to that chair. Every step he took seemed rhythmic, Zee was very excited about the work on his first day.
Distance himself and the chair was getting closer, already seen the head with a cream hat that the guest ascertained was a man. Zee who was previously calm and relaxed, somehow suddenly fretted. Looking at the circular watch on the guest's arm, Zee felt tight. The clock is no stranger to Zee. Yes ... although for a long time he did not see such a thing. Zee took a deep breath and smiled. He felt stupid to carry the past.
The watch! Many people have the same watch. Zee ... Zee ... sober up, Zee!"
Now Zee's steps back quickly, before long he was in front of the table. The man who ordered looked so serious about reading the newspaper that the face was barely visible.
"Excuse me, Sir! This is my order!"
Hearing the call of the waiters to him who called the Father, the man dropped his newspaper. He looked at the face he had just seen in the cafe. He feels foreign. In contrast to Zee, he seemed busy putting steak and avocado smoothies on the table unaware of the sharp glare being aimed at him.
"Lo must be a new employee! Next time I don't want to call me Father!"
Zee's chest was tight, he was no stranger to the voice he had just heard. Zee raised his face and nodded!
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