CHEF LOVE

Suddenly Cut Hair

"O Allah, there are fifty thousand rupiah. I have to find a job, yes I will take a walk for a while looking for information. Who knows there is a job vacancy" said Love who then took her toiletries, and she headed to the bathroom that was provided for the residents of the boarding house.

After the bath, Love then changed clothes and dressed thinly.

Love brings files that may be used as a condition of entering work and also his small bag that only contains his wallet.

After finishing with the ritual of bathing and dressing it up, Love exits her room and then locks her up.

Love walked down every alley, which he eventually walked out of the alley and by the side of the highway.

Not tired he asked, and kept asking everyone about job openings.

Until I don't feel the sun is already overhead.

"Oh Allah, my stomach has asked to be filled. And I haven't got a job" muttered Love a little sad.

Suddenly someone approached Love. The figure of the girl who wears the uniform of a salon course.

"Sir, can you help me?" ask the girl who stands before Love.

"Yes, what's wrong?" tanya Love curious.

"I'm Vita, I'm learning to cut my hair. And I need someone who can make my haircut model" said the girl named Vita stretched out her right hand.

"Oh, I'm Love, I mean how's Vita?" tanya Cinta who received Vita's hand and she did not understand Vita's intentions.

"Sister just sit down, I'll cut my sister's hair" said Vita.

"Haircut? no, I don't have any money!" exclaim Love.

"Ma'af so the story if there is someone who wants to cut his hair, then he will get some money in exchange for us who have cut his hair. Who may be disappointed with the results of my haircut, brother can use the money from me earlier as a fare to the salon Laing which is a subscription to the brother" explained Vita.

"Ohw, so yes!"say Love while expressing his smile.

"How sis?" ask the curious Vita.

"Maybe, if there's money! he .he..!" answer Love with a smile.

"Then, come with me!" said Vita who then took the hand of Love.

And they set foot to the place where Vita learned the science of cutting hair.

"Let's sit here!" vita gives a chair for love.

Love sits and watches around him.

Not long after Vita came and started his activities.

The girl smilingly gave an apron to Love.

Love also smiles and sees every movement of Vita's hands in the glass that is in the presence of Love.

Strands by strands of Love's hair cut off. Which makes Love is actually not willing, but for the sake of some compensation money that he hopes to sustain his life in the next few days.

The hair of love that was once back, now lives a boat of Love.

Love smiled at the haircut.

"Hmmm.lumayan good too" said Cinta who repeatedly saw his hair.

"How sis?" ask the curious Vita.

"Lumayan too!" say Cinta who repeatedly saw the results of Vita's haircut.

Before long came a weak man who was trembling about the results of Vita's haircut.

"Vita, which one's your haircut?" ask the man.

"This is Brother" Vita replied to the meek man.

Then the man checked in detail the results of the Vita haircut.

"Hmmm....! also, there is a progression towards a better one!" the man said to Vita.

"Thank you sister" said Vita with a face to cry out.

Then the man wrote something in his notebook and then checked the results of the other students' haircuts.

"Sir Love thank you!" said Vita who then took the small envelope in her bag.

"This is the money I promised. Although not much, please accept yes!" said Vita while holding a small white envelope to the palm of Love.

Love accepts it with pleasure.

"Thank you yes, and hopefully smoothly in gaining knowledge" said Cinta.

"Aami... Same brother!" vita said with a smile.

"Have finished? I want to continue my journey" said Love who then extended her hand to Love.

"Yes, be careful, brother" said Vita who lowered his head for a moment. Then take it back.

"Assalamu'alaikum..!" greetings Love while waving her right hand.

"Italian..!" reply Vita who also waved her hand.

Love stepped her foot and went back down the road back to her boarding house.

Love took the time to stop by the food stall, because it was time for lunch.

"Mother order rice as well as side dishes in the wrap, and also iced tea.!" message of Love to the shop owner.

"Yes Ning" said the rice pack seller.

Not long after the order of Love is ready.

"These two crackers, so how many?" tanya Cinta while taking two crackers in a plastic jar.

"So it's all ten thousand Ning" replied the stall owner's mother.

"This is Mom!" said Cinta while handing over fifty thousand money to the mother of the stall owner.

"Wait a minute, Ning!" said the shop mother who then took her change in her desk drawer.

"This is the change ning, forty thousand rupiah.'" said the shop mother.

"Thank you Mom" said Love who then passed leaving the mother stall and stall.

Love walks while remembering the way back to his boarding place.

"Hopefully I don't forget." said the love who kept stepping his feet and looking to the right and left funds of the building he remembered.

Before long Love had arrived in front of his room.

"Alhamdulillah has arrived at the boarding place" said Love full of relief.

Love then opened the door of her room.

After entering, he came out again to be in charge. And Cinta also perform Dhuhur prayer service.

After the prayer, Cinta immediately ate the food and did not forget to drink the iced tea.

A few minutes later, the lunch was over.

Then Love moved her clothes in the suitcase, to the closet that was already in her room.

"Ah, done at last! I better take a break!" said Love which then he put himself in his bus bed.

His gaze glared at the ceiling of the boarding room.

"I didn't expect that I would end up living alone here in a small tenement room. Without AC or fan, without television and handpone." muttered Love who sighed long and took it off slowly.

"This may have been a sign of my destiny, I must sincerely live it" said Love who slowly closed his eyelids tightly.

Love was also lost in his dreams.

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