Don't Blame the Destiny

Chapter 114 (Applying for Work)

While Beeve who just finished bathing grabbed his cellphone on the floor mattress.

“Hah? How dead?” Beeve pressed the on off button repeatedly.

“Hmm, battery drain nih.” then Beeve looking around for a charger in his suitcase.

“Hah? Where the hell is the charger?” Beeve was busy ransacking his suitcase which wasn't much stuff.

“Well, no, is it possible to stay at Andri's mas house? Where could I go there to pick up the charger ” Beeve murmured.

He decided to buy a new charger. But when he remembered the price, he almost fainted.

“Stupid, it will cost Rp. 400,000, Oh God, very expensive anyway, Yes if you remember, the price is so, I am poor, try if my phone is not a brand of fruit, it must be only Rp. 25,000.” due to lack of funds, Beeve finally mengikhlaskan his phone does not interrupt.

That day Beeve's agenda was to find work, before leaving, he took time to eat breakfast at Feni's restaurant.

“Bu, I want to eat,” said Beeve.

“Iya neng, want to use what side dish?” ask Feni.

Beeve who did not have much money tried to buy the cheapest side dish.

“Nasi half, the side dish is fried tempe bu only," said Beeve.

Then Feni prepared an order for Beeve, after which he gave it to Beeve.

When Beeve put the white rice and plain fried tempeh without the chili into his mouth, it was so amazing.

Not good, it deserves a quiet restaurant, Inner Beeve.

The cook-good Beeve felt that Feni's cuisine was tasteless with no taste at all.

Hungry, Beeve devoured everything on his plate.

When he finished, he wanted to pay. “How much bu?” ask Beeve.

“Rp. 5000 neng,” Feni replied. Beeve was surprised, because it was so cheap.

Alhamdulillah, it turns out that in this metropolitan city there is still a sloping price, Inner Beeve.

Then, Beeve gave her the fitting money, after which she came out of Feni's restaurant.

He also walked towards the city center which happened to be not far from the cost.

The scorching sun made Beeve feel burning.

“Yes God is very hot.” because Beeve tired pulled over under the cherry tree that has bamboo seating. Then he wiped the sweat that was pouring down his forehead.

“Haus,” murmured.

Beeve, who now has to take responsibility for himself, realized that making money was very difficult.

“It turns out that fighting is hard, yes, I just know, if I had a hard time since childhood, surely I did not ask the strange to father and mother first,” said Beeve.

He who remembers his parents back in mourning, his longing increasingly peaked, but what power, if he went on a pilgrimage, then the money will run out at the cost. Not to mention he had to buy additional clothes, because he only had one set of clothes.

Beeve's head was heavy when he thought of everything.

He with the rest of his strength rose from his seat.

“We have to be strong yes son, pray mama, let's get a job soon.” said Beeve while stroking his stomach.

After that, he returned to his feet, after walking for 3 minutes, Beeve finally arrived at a large mall.

He entered, while watching the store one by one, staring carefully where he knew there was a job info paper.

He who has been around on 2 floors, did not see a single job info.

“Am I asking you directly?” mumbling Beeve. Then he went into a clothing store. And the shopkeeper greeted him.

“Good day mom, anything I can help you with?”

“Siang also mbak, sorry I want to ask, is there a job opening?”

Then the workwoman saw Beeve from head to toe.

“There's a bu.”

“Really?” Beeve was so happy to hear the good news.

“Iya bu.”

“Mother bring CV?” answer the karyawati.

“Mm... I'm sorry, I don't have a CV." said Beeve.

“Where is ma'am? Want to apply for a job, but do not bring a complete application letter, wherever the mother goes, whichever one wants to accept, especially the mother in a state of pregnancy, people will not want to take risks, too,” bright the karyawati.

“Oh, is that right? But I am diligent and honest mbak,” said Beeve.

“The important thing is CV bu, you should prepare her C first just come again, of course not here, but to other places, which accept working pregnant women.” because it has been rejected raw, finally Beeve out of the store.

“Where do I want to make a job application, my diploma will be at my father's house,” Beeve murmured.

But he did not want to give up until there, he also went to the store in the mall one by one. But no one wants to accept it.

“Huff...!!!” Beeve let out a long sigh, for his struggle that day had no results. Since it was late afternoon, Beeve decided to return.

When he was going to get to his boarding house, he saw many sellers of rompengan clothes on the roadside.

“Alhamdulillah.” with the spirit of Beeve approached the seller of the rompengan. Then he looked for clothes that fit him.

“Well, this is good,” murmured Beeve. Then he asked the seller about the price.

“How many pack?”

“20.000 bu,” replied the seller.

“Big expensive sir, can't 20,000 get 3?”

“Then I can not profit mother,” said the seller.

“If 10,000 gets 2 how about pack?”

“No bu, nawarnya really so bu.” said upset the seller who has not opened the base.

“If two 30,000 how about sir?” Beeve, who had never bid in his life, now had to fight, so that the seller would reduce the price.

“Ya already, take.” said the dizzy seller saw Beeve long before him.

“Thanks a lot sir.” then Beeve took 4 pairs of dresses that are still worth wearing.

After that, he also paid the seller who had a look on his face that could see Beeve.

Next Beeve went home to his boarding house, because he was hungry, Beeve stopped by Feni's restaurant again.

“Bu, I want to eat,” said Beeve.

But since many buyers Feni told Beeve to wait in line.

Beeve, who saw Feni overwhelmed with pity, offered to help.

Beeve went into the kitchen area, because at that time Feni was looking to cook boiled noodles.

“Here I help mom,” said Beeve.

“Absolutely you can cook neng?”

“Can dong bu, mom ahead only, serve others,” said Beeve.

“Ya already, please yes neng.” after handing the kitchen to Beeve, Feni also moved to a storefront that serves a variety of side dishes and fried foods.

Beeve who is good at cooking boiled noodles is also diligent in processing it.

Afterwards, Beeve calls Feni, to deliver his homemade boiled noodles to customers.

“Neng, please cook fried rice yes,” pinta Feni.

Good ma'am,” said Beeve.

Then Feni put the boiled noodles made by Beeve in front of the customer.

When the customer tasted Bedve's cooking, the customer immediately gave praise.

“Mm... how delicious mom, this is who's cooking? Tumben tastes right.”

“Dia.” Feni pointed towards Beeve who was now making fried rice.

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