Don't Marry Young, Son !

The Accept Work

It was day, but no one came home. Wak Ning also did not come home.

Nisa is getting bored. So he decided to go around

After locking the door, he went around. Nisa has played several times Uwak Ujang. So he has memorized the road around the house Wak Ujang.

Near Wak Ujang's house is a bakery. Actually Nisa intends to ask if there is a job vacancy there for her.

So Nisa rushed to the Bakery of BERKAH. He really hopes to work there.

Upon arriving there Nisa immediately asked the employees at the factory.

"Excuse me sir."

"yes, what's wrong, Dik?"

"anu sir...Is there a job opening here for me, sir?"Nisa asked doubtfully.

"Oh that.. You do not know there or not, try to ask your sister there. That's Mr. Gunawan, the owner of this bakery." The father showed a man sitting at the table watching the sales list yesterday.

That guy is young. It seems to be twenty-five or twenty-seven years old.

Nisa also approached the man.

"Excuse me sir."

Gunawan turned to look at Nisa with a smile.

"Yes, what's wrong? Do you want to buy bread?" Ask gently lovingly.

"Oh not Sir. I want to find a job. Is there a vacancy here?"

"Work? How Usiami? Why not school?"

"I quit this year, sir. I'm gonna find a job first."

"Oh so. Why not just go to school? You can work here at school?". How's it?"

"can you do that, sir?"

"Of course" Gunawan smiled warmly.

"What class are you in now, which school did you go to before?"

"oh so. Then school at MTS there. Pretty close from here. Can walk."

"Yes Sir. I plan to sign up there."

"Well good then. Don't drop out of school. Kamh is young, there is still plenty of time to reach his mind. Don't give up on me." Said Mr. Gunawan patting Nisa's shoulder.

"Yes Sir. "

"Oh yes, you can work tomorrow. If you don't go to school tomorrow you can come here from sir. Your job is to deliver this bread to some stalls around here. Well, there's a bike. You can ride a bike, right?"

"Yes, I can sir."

"Good then.I will make the route. You know the area yet?"

"a little bit sir." Nisa answered doubtfully.

"Then tomorrow you will be accompanied by others. Oh yes for the beginning I will your salary of four hundred thousand a month. later if it has been a few months my salary increased. how?"

"Yes Sir. Thank you." Thank you."

"Yes already then. You can go home now. I'll wait here tomorrow morning. What was your name, I forgot?"

"I have not mentioned the name of Sir. My name is Khoirunnisa Azahra. Just call me Nisa sir." Nisa lowered her head in a sign of respect.

"Oh Nisa's. Welcome to the BERKAH factory. May this factory always bring blessings to my family and blessings also to you Also all employees here. aamiin"

"aami... Thank you very much for the opportunity to join this factory, sir. Thank you very much."

"yes, same with Nisa."

"Then I say sir." Nisa said goodbye while kissing the back of Nisa's hand.

"Yes Nisa. Work is vigorous."

"Yes Sir. Sure." Sure."

Nisa soon passed from the bakery with a carefree feeling. He was very happy to have been accepted to work in a bakery. Even the owner of the bread allows it while in school, rarely anyone allows it like that.

Nisa ran a small run towards Uwak Ujang's house. I can't wait to tell Uwak Ujang and Uwak Ning that he has got a job.