Dad, I Want to Go Home

3. Eight Years Later

When she graduated from High School, Rachel asked her father's permission to find a job in Jakarta. Rachel was seventeen years old. He wants to work while in college. They were left by their mother forever.

Rachel's 15-year-old age had to swallow a bitter pill for the loss of her mother who was almost cured of her mental disorder but fate did not side with her because the mother suffered from heart cancer and then went home soon because of the absence of cost.

"Dad...! Rachel wants to work. I am old and need to rest. If Rachel gets a job, don't work anymore. Better father grow crops or raise chickens as a hobby only because we do not cost so much to take care of the mother." Rachel.

"Yes, son, if that's your will. I only provide support and prayers so that you can succeed overseas. I want to order that you do not forget to pray because it is as your helper both in the world and in the hereafter. Also keep the noble character so that your degree is lifted. No need to be influenced by friends or tempting and unreasonable offers because the treasures of the world will not be brought to death." Said mr. Lukman..

"Good dad. Rachel will always remember my message. Then Rachel left first, father." Rachel kissed the back of her father's hand for so long that the two hugged each other in tears.

"Dad take care of health. Pray Rachel good luck." Said Rachel as she was about to take an ojek to the port to take a very boat to Jakarta.

With enough money to save, Rachel looked for a simple cost to be able to protect herself from the heat and rain. This hijab-wearing girl really investigated her residence far from the place of worship so as not to fall.

It just so happened that Rachel had a fellow boarding house with her when the two accidentally went to the boarding house together." Hiya..! What's yourname?" Ask Mia.

"Rachel."

"Did my name Mia. Do you want to leave here?"

"That's how."

"Then we just stay in the room let it cost less." Rose Mia.

"What a coincidence. I don't have much money to pay rent either. Then we can join forces to pay the cost." Rachel.

After the two met the boarding house's mother, the two went to their room at the corner." The bathroom is inside. There are already two level beds and also a small refrigerator. One month is 500 grand." Said Henny's Mother.

Both paid one million in the next three months. Mom gives the key to both.

"The rule here is that no one can bring a guy in! Use electricity for rice cooker and scrubbing. There is no AC in this room. If the room has AC it costs a million a month." Said Mrs Henny and left them both.

"Thank you mother."

Rachel and Mia were instantly familiar. They tidied their clothes from their small suitcases in their respective closets.

"To save our money before you get a job, what are you going to do?" Ask Mia.

"I'm going to fast Monday Thursday. Eating potluck. The important thing is to be concerned about success." Rachel.

"OKs. I'd like to go your way." Say two beautiful girls who come from this poor family.

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After getting a job as an OB at a company, Rachel and Mia desperately raise money. Both seem to have different goals. Rachel wants to take a course as a make-up artist while Mia wants to study a triple diploma with a hospitality major.

As a new child, they have to work hard. The persistence of both is only to achieve their goals, sometimes they only eat potluck that is tofu and tempe. At work they are very careful not to be careless at work.

Actually Rachel still has high ideals. He wanted to be a psychiatrist. But to achieve it all he must hone his skills first and can only achieve what he wants. The two also did not want to spread their ideals to Mia.

In time, six months later, Rachel was able to complete the beauty specialty and now she has to find her customers who want to use her services to apply makeup.

Her senior friend Weni contacted Rachel to give the girl a job.

"Hallo Wen, what's wrong?"

"I again need your energy to help my boss to make the bridesmaid's makeup. My friend is having the flu so can't come. Can you come to Harris' hotel, now?"

"Thank God..! I want a lot Weni. Please share the address!"

"okay."

It didn't take long for Rachel to arrive at the hotel and call Weni.

"Where are you, Weni?"

"In room 735."

"OKs. I'm going there."

"Wait on."

Rachel walked quickly to the room she was referring to. Not how long Rachel had joined the other fairies to decorate the female escorts.

"Hi mbak! My name is Rachel. I'll put your makeup on." Said Rachel well-mannered.

"My beautiful dress. Just watch out if it's ugly." Mega Saying.

"God willing. I'll make the person who looks at you fascinated with your beauty tonight." Rachel.

He also read the prayer first and then court his first customer. Half an hour struggling with the beauty equipment, now the girl named Tania looks very beautiful even people do not recognize her at all.

Her other friend who has not been groomed and finally scrambles to be dressed by Rachel.

"Ade beautiful. I want to dance with you." Pinta Rianti's.

"Bby mbak. Please sit!"

Rachel went back to fighting with her make-up kit as if bewitching the girls to turn into angels overnight. When the bride comes out, the bridesmaids take their beautiful poses with the bride. The bride looked at the faces of her two best friends who were very beautiful tonight asking for their fairies.

"You two are so beautiful tonight. Who dandyanin you guys? " Task Shirin on both.

"Looks like he's a new MUA." Answer Rianti.

"Know, I want to be danced and just like him. Now it's okay already. But please ask for his business card or at least get his mobile number. Send it to me!" Pinta Sherin's

"Ok ready."

Weni introduced Rachel to her boss of organizing the IO wedding organizer. Mrs Soraya instantly falls in love with Rachel and asks the girl to accompany them whenever there is a similar event.

"It looks like your name went viral just now because everyone praised the makeup on some of the bridesmaids. Just so you want to come with me, I'll pay you two million every week because every Saturday Sunday there is a wedding schedule. Hows it? Do you want to?" Ask lady Soraya.

"What..? Two million every time I help dance?" Rachel asked not to believe that much money she would receive each week.

"You wear it, madam." Rachel said as she squeezed Weni's hand.