Flow

Get around

In her room, Ila again busied herself with a different cell phone in her hand. He stopped his finger dance when he was uploaded earlier.

He read one by one the comments left by his followers. One of the comments that caught his attention. "Massage check, some information I've given there"

Ila rushed to go to the massage icon that is in the application. Right, there's one of those anonymous accounts that sent a message to Ila.

Several job vacancies have been attached there, ranging from job vacancies in coffee shops, bakeries, beauty salons, restaurants, cashier guards and more.

Ila felt strange about the job vacancy, how 1 person gave him some information that even the field is different. But thankfully, the company provides two options, namely online and offline registration.

In anticipation of the scam, Ila decided to register offline only, which meant she had to come directly to the workplace.

Until the next day after finishing all his work, Ila went to some of the shops listed on his massage, which deliberately listed the office address.

Ila departed with several brown envelopes containing requirements that must be included in the application letter. Among several shops, as well as offices, Ila deliberately left each 1 job application envelope.

Ila really needs a permanent job at this time, even last night she was willing to sacrifice her sleep just to write some cover letters and curriculum vitae.

From 23:40 AM local time until 02:37 AM local time, he just finished everything.He used the handwriting method, which in this writing there should not be 1 letter wrong. Ila spent many sheets of folio paper, this was the first time she had written a job application letter and a curriculum vitae, and her heavy eyes made her often wrong in writing.

He has given everything to God, he has tried and prayed, let God give the result. Is not it how hard we try, if God does not want Him to fail, and also, is not God the only one we can rely on? How smart we are, how great we are are all gifts from Him.

With all the pleasure and power that we derive from Him, what can we boast of Him and His created being

Being given health is also a form of pleasure that He gives us, especially if He gives us a treasure and complete happiness, it can not make others jealous of us.

But is the one who is content in terms of family wealth and wholeness the most perfect human being? No, nothing in this world is perfect, it's just another person's view. In fact, God always gives trials to every creature that is still breathing.

All depends on yourself, there is a trial so heavy that there is also a look that does not have any burden in his life. Just different people, not different God.

Ila walked with the city to find the address she was going to, some places felt so foreign because she had never seen so far. Not because of the new building, but the ranking never came out of the house.

Arriving at one of the locations indicated by Google Maps, Ila stopped her footsteps and entered the place. He went to the cashier and asked about the job vacancies here whether it was true or not.

"Good Morning, Brother. What do you want to order?" Say one of the female cashiers standing guard there.

"Sir, is it true that this Coffe Shop is in need of employees?" Ask Ila to the point.

"Oh, yes Kak, it just so happens that we are in need of employees with waitress positions. Does your sister want to register?" Said the female cashier when she saw the brown envelope in Ila's arms.

"Ah yes Brother, I came to give you my job application letter here"

"Well, can be deposited at the cashier here, brother, let me later convey to our superiors"

Ila then left her job application file to the cashier, after which she thanked and said goodbye to resign. He went back around the city to other shops and offices.

Until 16:26 WIB, Ila has arrived in front of the house. His back and legs were very tired from walking far away. Ila began to enter their house and did not forget to say hello.

Wati who saw her daughter who had just arrived immediately turned her head and returned to work on her job of ironing clothes. "Just come home, brother? Where did the clock come home?"

"Yes Ma'am, find a job so this hour just came home. Ila said goodbye to the room first ya Bu" said Ila in a sluggish tone because his energy had been drained.

"Have you prayed Ashar yet?"

"Had..." Ila replied as she walked to her room.