CEREINE

5

~I'm not ok, but it's ok~

Ocha works at a cafe located not far from where she lives, every Monday to Friday the girl works there until 8 p.m.

He became a waiter there and also sometimes doubles as a cafe singer when the band that likes a gig is not available.

Just for example tonight, the girl is now sitting while strumming a guitar on a small stage in the corner of the room, her sweet voice began to fill all corners of the cafe, everyone there stopped talking to each\they chose to stare at the source of the voice, as if they were all hypnotized by the voice of the girl who had been seen on the stage several times.

After finishing a few songs, the girl finally put the guitar that she had been using and got off the stage.

"You sound better" praised Elena, one of the chefs there. Ocha who gets compliments can only blush in embarrassment.

"You have no intention of auditioning? If you escape you can be famous, you know" proposed the girl who is two years older than Ocha.

Ocha shook her head slowly. "Sir, until now I have no intention to join the game," said Ocha before his eyes shifted to his boss who called him by waving his hand at him.

"So I'm back firstwell, called Mr. Gema," said Ocha, the girl got a nod from Elena then immediately headed back.

Just arrived in front of Mr. Gema he was immediately thrust an envelope.

"This is your salary for the month." Speech Mr. Gema directly make Ocha eyes sparkle\-shine. However, a second later he immediately put on a look.

"Cock now he's given, sir? Don't I get a new salary tomorrow?"

Seen a thin smile adorned the lips of the man in his 25s, then his eyes turned towards Elena who was talking to the connoisseurs of his cooking.

"I heard from Elena, she said tomorrow so the last day you can pay your contract arrears from two weeks ago. Because tomorrow I also have gone to Jogja, so I today want to pay your salary directly."

Ocha smiled happily.

The feeling of the girl is flowering\-flowers just imagine if he can not pay his rent, can\-can he be immediately expelled from the place.

The money he got in addition to being used to pay for his rent, he also used to pay for his tuition. Not much, but enough for him.

°°°

Ocha is now standing indoors with an area of about 1 × 1 meter, the girl took out her card and swiped it where it had been available.

He was checking his account balance, after seeing how nominal the girl was back breathing.

"Add again?" A frown was clearly visible on his forehead, he wondered why the number of balances in his account always increased, every month starting from last year.

"Who?" ask the girl to herself, is it her father? or is it her brother? It seems unlikely, that one family had obviously\-obviously already thrown it away.

What's Sky? Of course not, the man didn't even know that Ocha had an account.

Not knowing the origin of the money, Ocha never touched the money, he relied more on the money he earned from his hard work in the cafe compared to the money in the account.

When he came home from work he stopped by the ATM just to check if '*orang*' was still sending money, and it was still.

Ocha finally got out of the room and walked back home.

'*Whoever he is, wherever he is, I want to apologize and thank him, sorry for whenever I won't touch the money, thank you for it turns out that there are still people who care about me*.'

tbc.