Just a Servant 2

Plastic cups

Rara's not done combing red sugar. Another voice called out to him.

"Pbu...!"

"Yes... " Sahut Rara while looking for the one who called.

Seen, in the doorway a girl waved her hand telling Rara to come closer. He is Nia, the person whose job is to buy or deliver something.

"What's wrong?" Rara asked as she got up from her seat and walked over.

"This. I was told to buy plastic cups for green bean porridge containers, which made to posyandu..." Nia like to tell, as if Rara forgot or did not know, why they made that much green bean porridge.

Rara nodded stating that she already knew about it.

"Well, the problem is, I was told to send food to the rice fields for the people who fell today." Nia.

Nebang that Nia meant was a term for harvesting sugar cane.

"So?" Rara asked, although she could already guess what Nia meant.

"Yes, you can buy me that plastic cup... The shop opens at seven. At seven o'clock I probably haven't been back yet. The nebang place is a bit far away..." Nia Bright.

Well, that's right...

"Who are you going with?" Ask Rara. He knew that delivering food to a nebang person could not be delivered only by a woman. In addition to many inns, the terrain traveled is also difficult.

"Sama Tono's..." Answer Nia. Tono is also someone whose job is wara-wiri.

"Where's unique?"

"Oh, Sunik again PMS. She was just hanging out in the room..." Nia's answer this time is a little sewot.

Rara chuckles at hearing it.

This PMS problem does sometimes make fun. People who have never experienced PMS sometimes assume that people who are PMS are more likely to. Overdramatizing the pain. He does not know, PMS people like to suffer from inner birth.

Hormonal changes that occur in the body result in a woman's easy emotions. Sometimes the sufferer can still control it, but if something triggers. And after that, there will be a war (cold) with people around him who are affected. Not to mention the physical symptoms that make him feel back.

Rara also understood, why Nia asked him for help. You see, he is the only person who can go back and forth, in and out of this area of houses and plantations, in addition to the wara-wiri team of course, without many questions from the security guards and. bu Surti!

In addition, he did not have a special job that he had to finish in this house every day. So he only helps his way around, because his status in this house is just horrifying. And he was horrified in that house because his grandmother lived there.

That is, the term for people who learn and "passengers" live on others, and do some work as a form of repayment.

Rara was not given any special duties, by the mistress. But as a person who knows himself and is conscious of status, Rara can not be free to just run away from homework. Moreover, his parents have instilled it so deeply, the meaning of the word "reward".

Don't be like a nut forgetting its skin.

So the saying that continues in the drone of his parents.

About this matter of helping Nia.

"Yes, I will buy. In the shop usually, right?" Rara said later.

"He uh. The money's asking for Ute."

"Yes, get it done...."

"Yes, I want to get ready... "

"Hum..."

Nia's gone.

Rara wants to go back to combing the sugar, it turns out that the job is done. Finally he just sat down while waiting for the fried tempeh to ripen.

After maturing, he nyomot one then went to meet mbak Ute, the person in charge of organizing household expenses.

When heading to the room mbak Ute, accidentally Rara cross paths with Danu who seems to want to exercise in the morning.

"For sir... " Sapa Rara's.

"Hi, Ra." Sahut Danu's. "Where are you going?" Ask Danu prank.

"You go to mbak Ute." Answer Rara.

"You buy plastic cups for green bean porridge containers of posyandu children."

"Oohs... Eh?! Posyandu's? Usually it's the day....?" It looks like you are thinking or remembering something.

"Yes, sir. posyandu is held every first Wednesday at the beginning of the month..." Rara continued as if reminding

"What date is it today?" Danu asked instantly with a shocked expression.

"Fourth...." Rara replied while recalling for fear of being wrong.

Hearing Rara's answer, Danu immediately grabbed her HP and opened the calendar menu there.

"Dead me...!" Danu said as she patted her forehead, after looking at the calendar.

"What's up, mister?" Ask Rara worried.

"My assignment... " Answer replied, returning to her room. Rara's forehead scrunched up not too understanding with Danu's intentions. But to ask was also afraid even hampered, so he just shrugged and then returned to his original intentions. Meet mbak Ute. Yes money first, other problems taken care of later... 😅

Soon, Rara was out of Ute's room with money in hand. Rara intends to buy plastic cups, while photographing copies of the material of her college assignments.

With a motorcycle in the parking lot, an inventory bike for employees, Rara went to buy plastic cups.

According to him, because the process of photographing copy it takes time, so Rara went for photo copy first. That is, the results of the copy photos he will take after shopping. Who would have guessed, if it turned out then he forgot. After buying a glass, Rara immediately drove her motor home.

Rara just remembered about her copyan photo when it was close to home.

"Oh, I forgot, anyway..." His grunts upset themselves. Instantly comes the mind to go directly to the place of the copy photo to take his order. But when you see a plastic bag hanging on the handlebar of the motor. He decided to deliver the glasses first, then returned again to take a photocopy of her.

Right at the door of the parking lot, Rara meets Narsih. Rara called him right away.

"Moor...!"

Narsih.

"What's up, Ra?"

"Please ask, please give this to the kitchen staff." Said Rara.

Narsih nodded and approached to pick up the plastic parcel that Rara was proposing.

"Where are you going, again?" Asked Narsih, time saw Rara turning his bike back without coming down and preparing to leave again.

"You take a photocopier..." Said Rara.

"Well, Ra. you're looking for Surti's mom..." The word Narsih makes Rara postpone, stater her motorbike.

"What's wrong?" Ask Rara.

"I don't know, for sure..." Narsih.

Rara thought... Take a photocopian first or see Bu Surti first?

If you take a photocopian, just werrr, take it done. If you go to Bu Surti first.. yes if the business is fast, if you are stuck? Could be long...

Mbulet is a term to describe an affair that is not clear at the tip of the base.

"Narsih, if Bu Surti asks again, sayin, I take a photocopy first yes. If later, my bad luck in college... " Rara finally decided. Narsih.

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