Guide Me My Wife

Applying for a job

Pov Zahra.

Hi my name is Aqila Nafeeza Zahra, often called by the name Zahra. A beautiful name, no, but not as beautiful as my life.

I lost my tough guy when I was 5. It's so subtle to remember the past.

And now my mom works as a night woman.

My heart hurts!

So hurt. Seeing the woman I love wearing less material clothes. I have often said that it was wrong. Don't you have any pity on the father who will be in hisab there later?

My education is only about SMP. The expensive school fees and the inner pressure I felt made me decide to work.

I'm 17 years old, I should be in 2nd grade High School by now. It's just, well destiny is not siding in that direction.

2 Years after I graduated from Junior High, I worked in a small restaurant. At first I worked as an ordinary waitress, only one day I was cooking in the restaurant kitchen and the restaurant owner loved my cooking. I was raised to be a chef there.

Everything is going well, with a decent salary I meet the needs of my life and also mother.

I'm astonished. Mom works every night, but the money never comes. Where does the money work? Does he just work for free.

I wasn't expecting that ill-gotten money. Only, it became a big question mark in my mind. Where's the money from the job that night.

"Hufffff was tired," said I softly sat on a bench in front of the cake figure. I glanced here and there was no job opening.

I was fired from the restaurant when my cousin revealed that I was the son of a call woman. Surely they began to gossip, saying that they had to be careful of me, so that later their partner would not be taken by me.

It hurts, doesn't it?

I was so confused by my cousin Silvi that he was the son of my father's sister. He always told people close to me that I was the son of a despicable woman. What's the problem so he always bothers me? I never bothered him!

Piss off!

But yasudah.

Today I have to find a job that has a big salary. I should be able to make my mom stop working.

After my tiredness was a little lost, I continued the journey to find a job.

I hope everything goes well.

Pov Author.

Zahra kept looking around. His gaze was fixed on a large brochure attached to the wall of the fence of a large building. He read the brochure.

"Work," murmured Zahra read the details of the contents of the brochure.

"The salary is huge." Zahra eyes sparkling happy to see the first nominal salary, not to mention later if it has been selected the second salary will be doubled.

"His job is to be a chef. Don't I have to try it, I'm good at cooking." Zahra enthusiastically recorded the mobile number listed in the brochure and immediately contacted the number.

Long Zahra waited for her call to be answered. Understandably, maybe the person is busy.

2 times Zahra tried to contact but there was no answer. Is this abal-abal news?

Once again! Zahra will try again.

"Hello, this is Raymond's residence. Can we help you?" ask the person across the phone. Zahra jumped up happy and replied that she wanted to register.

"Hello, is the news in this brochure true? Is Raymond's family looking for a chef?" ask Zahra.

"Yes, right."

"I want to register myself" said Zahra enthusiastically.

"Do you have an email address?" ask the people there.

"Have."

"Alright, send your email via message only. We'll send you the form, fill out the form and come tomorrow with your bio. Don't waste precious time, tomorrow is the last day."

Tut

Tut

Without wasting much time, Zahra immediately sent her email on the number earlier. He can't wait for the next day.

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Next day.

Zahra was getting ready, she wanted to go for selection to become a special chef in Raymond's mansion. With such a lucrative salary, where there are people who want to refuse. Just imagine, if Zahra can pass the selection he will get the first salary of 50 million per month. That is only the first salary, if it has entered 2 months then the salary will be doubled.

Very tantalizing.

"Mother, Zahra go well. Assalamu'alaikum." Zahra kisses the mother's hand and leaves for the future.

"Wa'alaikumusalam warohmatullahi wabarakatuh."

Zahra chose to take a taxi to get to the destination quickly. Because, there is a duration determined by the manager of the mansion on the participants. If it's too late then the gate will not be opened again and that means a big salary disappears in the wind.

After a few minutes of travel to Raymond's mansion, Zahra went straight into the mansion's vast courtyard.

"Is this a palace?" Zahra is amazed by the view of the mansion's courtyard which is very spacious and also full of flowers.

"Please miss" greet them. Looks like the old waiter's here. Zahra also entered directly according to the direction of the servants. Seen in a room there are already some people who want to participate.

"It looks like these are great chefs. I'm definitely nothing here," Zahra's inner self feels low.

Prokk Prokk Prokk..

The sound of applause came from the woman who had just entered the room. Zahra's heart seemed to stop beating looking at the woman's appearance.

"Let's mom be like that too." Inner Zahra is sad because the appearance of the woman who just entered the room is very closed and elegant.

"Good morning everyone," said Aisyah smiling sweetly at the participants.

"Morning."

"Thank you for your participation. I hope you can give your best and most delicious food to my son. Don't waste any more time, let's start the selection show. Happy fighting. May it bear sweet fruit." Zahra was made to be amazed by the words of Aisyah who was very polite even though she was the mistress here.

Very admirable.

Not wanting to give up so quickly, Zahra began to think about what she should cook.

"They said, the son of the madam had no appetite. I wonder what I should cook."

Zahra thought hard, she should get an idea for her cooking. Time went on, but Zahra did nothing.

"Oh my God, what to cook? Hmmm, did I cook the catfish pecel well or stir-fried kale sambal terasi?"

"But if the mistress's son has no appetite. That means the lady's son is still a child, do I make food for small children only well." The inner Zahra is raging

It has become a habit of Zahra, if he is in a precarious state of mind will not be able to clear, always drifting to and fro.

Zahra saw prospective chefs who were busy with their cooking, while she was still daydreaming about what to cook.

"Akhhhhh, where does it matter. Whatever it is that matters there is. I can't think clearly now. All right, what matters is the effort. The problem of God's sustenance has been set. It won't be changed."

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim."

Zahra started cooking what she had to cook. Aisyah was very happy to see the enthusiasm of the participants, amazingly she thought. I hope Daniel likes the cooking between them. Otherwise, Aisha could only resign to Daniel's current state.

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