His name is Khaula Nusaiba

First morning

The sound of azan at dawn sayup sayup heard in the ear Khaula.Ia squinting eyes palpate the presence of flat objects that continue to sound.Let's he put an alarm on his phone just at the time of dawn.His body feels crumbling, soon Khaula beristigfar, he has to give his name, and continue to rise from his sleep.It feels like tonight his sleep is really tiring, really tiring,with great difficulty he set foot into the bathroom at the right end of this room.Enjoy the cold water in the flowing tap.Soon he berwudhu after bathing and performing dawn prayers.After finishing the morning prayer Khaula recited the Quran,although only a few verses Khaula never forget to read the Divine page kalam.Hati will always be calm and drifting in the interpretation of verse by verse that he read. After finishing praying and reading the Quran Khaula changed his clothes.Settles slightly fluffy jeans material black skirt combined with a long sleeved shirt top loose coupled with a matching parachute material jacket and a large hijab and veil makes it look very masculine.Not many people know that khaula has a very white skin clean.his body is tiny but not too small..his high nose with dark brown eyes and pliable eyelashes and dense eyebrows like an accompanying ant,very compatible with the height of his body which is almost 165cm.Really very perfect God created a Khaula Nusaiba.Tak forgot his favorite boots are not too high make Khaula look very perfect.

Khaula walks to the door pushing her purple suitcase, ready to move into her client's house this morning.

Seen as if there was no sign of Mr. Dodi or Rita who had woken up to prepare for breakfast this morning.Jam had pointed at 5.45 am in the morning this week when he came out of the room.Khaula put his suitcase near the sofa of the family room.He walked towards the kitchen room by passing the dining room on the left side of his room.Khaula wanted to see Mr. Rahmat the driver, to deliver him this morning to the house of Mr. Adhitama.

Heard the voice of Bik Inah and Pak Rahmat were chatting in the kitchen.Khaula went straight to the source of the sound."Assalamualaikum"sopa Khaula to the two who were cool talking in the kitchen.

"sir Mercy is awake?"overwrite Khaula while walking towards Rahmat sir

"yes neng already, this is making coffee" replied Mr. Grace who holds a cup of coffee while stirring hot coffee in his hand.

"After Mr. Grace breakfast, I went to Mr. Adhitama's house, sir" Khaula said, pouring hot water from the flask into a cup containing tea bags.

"Neng Lula wants auntie to make breakfast what?"ask Bik Inah while still wiping the dishes after washing.

"No need to make Inah, I can't eat breakfast" replied Khaula with a smile

"Have you forgotten?"ask Khaula again and sit in the chair at the kitchen table.

"hehehe.".bik Inah laughed softly."iya neng who knows because it has been living abroad for a long time so the habit changed" replied Bik Inah again.

About 10 minutes Khaula waited for Pak Rahmat while drinking his favorite green tea every morning.His habit during his stay at home Mr. Dodi about 3 years while studying S1 first, Khaula also asked about the condition of the other residents of this house who from yesterday he did not meet.Not much has changed, not much has changed,there are only a few domestic assistants who have returned home and replaced with others.The family of Mr. Dodi is very good to his domestic assistants, he said,so almost all domestic assistants or drivers always stay at home for a long time working here.

"Neng Lula immediately want to go or want to wait for the father" asked Pak Rahmat after finishing eating two slices of fresh bread polished with his favorite pineapple jam and a cup of warm coffee.

"Have you woken up yet, sir?"asked Khaula as he walked towards the family room where his suitcase was placed.

"Less know neng, the wealth of the father is still above, may have been awake but not yet down, but said the father in the car last night he said at 6 pg neng Lula had to be delivered....for fear of being late to Mr. Adhitama's house, Mr. Adhitama's wife's color he said there would be business"answer

mr. Rahmat at length while following Khaula's footsteps towards the family room.

"ok sir if that's how we go right away sir"Khaula answered Mr. Grace by pulling the handle of his suitcase.

"Let me help neng"pak Rahmat took over the handle of the suitcase and pushed it to the front door of the house to the car garage, then opened the trunk of the car and docked the suitcase and 2 other bags belonging to Khaula were assigned.

Khaula entered the car and then it did not take long Mr. Rahmat had driven the shiny black car through the gate and broke through the streets of the capital which was still fairly empty because of the holiday.

Exactly at 7 am Khaula to the house of Mr. Adhitama.It turns out Khaula felt the same thing, his chest pounding., his rhythm can not be expressed uncertainly with words, words, things that he had never felt all this time even though he was fighting in a match roasted though.The ball of his eyes widened looking around when he got off the car, the handle of the car door was still firmly held by him, to cover up his nervous feelings.

"Bismillah" her lips said the opening sentence initiated her intention to work.

"Can I go home?or I wait until the host comes" said Mr. Rahmat while lowering the goods on the trunk.

Khaulas did not answer yet, when the voice of a woman was heard from behind his back

"Alhmmdulillah...Lula uda nyampe"the woman greeted Khaula at the doorstep.

khaula lowered her body while smiling even though the master did not see her lips widened because it was covered with a veil.But buk silvi tau Khaula smiled by looking at her narrowed eyeballs.

"Lula save Lula's goods first in Lula's room yes.my room has been prepared" said Silvi buk led Khaula into a large European-style room.

Khaula stepped to compensate for Silvi's buk towards his prepared room. Buk Silvi opened the door of the room and allowed Khaula to enter.Khaula entered into a room large enough for him, and, it is not as big and not as comfortable as his room at home Mr. Dodi but it is more than enough for him.Because he realized here he works.not considered as a child.

"Thank you so much buk" Khaula said, looking down.

"Same Lula, if you are not comfortable later you say the same mother, later I will tell people to change the design or decor or furniture" replied Silvi's book

"Alhamdulillah.this is very comfortable buk, thank you"Khaula subdued her body again.

"Please get it sorted out first it's because we eat breakfast, you must not have breakfast because the morning has come here"buk Silvi passed leaving Khaula to clean her luggage.

Almost half an hour Khaula languished in his room.The arrangement of all the contents of the suitcase into the cupboard that has been provided in his room.After completion he rushed to the dining room.It is not difficult for him to find the room, which is not,because last night he had visited her, Khaulas memory was quite sharp and quite sensitive, his hearing very quickly caught even a small sound.

Arriving in the dining room, Mr. Adhitama and Silvi's book were waiting for him there.Buk Silvi waved his right hand"sini La..seated beside my mother"buk Silvi patted the seat on his left.

"Thank you buk"Khaula just stood firmly on the left of the Silvi buk who was sitting eating his breakfast.

"sit here" Silvi's bus stood in front of Khaulah

"Please buk.say has started working this morning, so my job is to be next to my mom, and make sure that I can comfortably enjoy breakfast" she explained, but very softly heard.

suddenly Silvi's buk looked up to hear Khaula's answer.Then Silvi's buk smiled.Pak Adhitama also looked towards Khaula heard Khaula's answer.then smiled and continued his breakfast.

Happy reading brother..trm ksh.please wish if there are many wrong words and typo.please chrysanthemum...😘