Kayla's Diary

Nindya Mikayla Princess

The scorching rays of the sun so highlighted my gonta steps. At the roadside stop, I landed my buttocks for a moment of rest because my feet were no longer because of the taste . My gaze centered on looking at the traffic of various vehicles that crowded the highway in front of me.

Today, there are several companies that I have come to ask for job vacancies, however, none of the companies that are accepting job vacancies. After wiping the sweat that flooded my temple.I again swung a somersault down the sidewalk with disappointment because my efforts never fruitfully to get a job like what I wanted. Tired of walking, I did not feel I finally reached home.

From a distance, a well-built man was wearing a waistline in front of my mother. It seemed like the man was in a fight with Mother, as it was obvious that his face was full of anger. I quickly approached my mother

"The reason continues ... tomorrow .. tomorrow, when can you pay? I'm tired of mom's promises but not kept," hardik man full of emphasis.

"Yes, if the money is not there yet I have to pay what is Om?" Tukas mother. He defended himself, I tried to observe the mother's infighting and had not yet let out a sound.

"Please, Ma'am. His mother does not keep telling me, I am also here working. If there are customers who do not pay continue I will be reprimanded later," said the man with a shy look at me. It seemed like the man in front of me was so irritated to mother.

Without waiting for my answer, the man wearing the black jacket rushed off on his motorcycle, and passed from before me and my mother. My mother rushed into the house with a tickle.

I just took a deep breath, hearing the man's words. He is a traveling loan cooperative, which often lends money. Mother's bad habit is to always borrow money from the cooperative. Not even just one cooperative, every day my mother had to pay three people a cooperative deposit at once. So that the benefits of selling his wet cake run out only for cooperative deposits even though his capital.

My name is Nindya Mikhayla Princess, I am the eldest of three children. My second sister is a boy and now works, while my last sister is a girl, she still sits in the first grade of High School.

While the father, only odd jobs that are erratic sometimes exist. But on the contrary, the father is more at home, and must be weeks unemployed. The economic situation of our family is very bad, even for a daily meal is very difficult.

These past two months, I've just been hit by a contract employee deduction at the company I work for. Of course, when you stop, you get nothing. Just a salary.

While my second sister works at a cafe (internet shop). The wage is not too big just to meet his needs. But he always tried to give pocket money for my youngest sister's school.

At night, as I lay in bed, I heard my mother arguing with my father. Although this is not the first time they argue, but I feel ashamed to hear they are always worrying about money and money. I hurried to come out to my mother and father because I was tired of hearing my parents.

"Already Mom. Shame when heard by neighbors who are in trouble money continues," I said. As they approached them in front of the television room.

I Just took a deep breath, I was at a loss to say what else. It was like defending my father who continued to be blamed but, it even made my mother become more and more later by issuing a thousand nagging. If I had the money I gave it to my mother I thought.

"Kay, that's it, son. You want to be the same Mr. Permadi. Let your life taste good not like Mom!" Suddenly my mother spoke to me like that.

Indeed this is not the first time the woman who gave birth I told me to marry Mr. Permadi, he is a married man to make me his second wife for the reason that his first wife has not also given offspring for him, he is a married man, even Mr. Permadi's age is above my father's. The middle-aged man was indeed quite rich in my village. He is famous as a rice paddy manager and Mr. Permadi also has his own rice mill until many people are employed in his home.

"Display for me or Mom? I said I don't want Mom. Rather than the same marriage, my grandparents mending me to be a spinster," I replied in a high tone to mother.

"You don't look the same as Kay's mother" my mother replied. He was angry to hear my answer.

"Here you are, ma'am, don't keep reading Kayla!" timpal defended me.

I rushed straight to my room, And violently I threw my body into the bed, I was tired of all this. Maybe my little brother feels the same way as me that's why he rarely comes home, and chooses to sleep at work.

My mind wandered to think about how I could help my family's economy? Moreover, I am tired of hearing my mother forced me to be the wife of Mr. Permadi. Even finding a job is difficult in a village like this. Did I come to Tika town to explore maybe I could get a job like Tika there? So that I could send money once a month to my parents like Tika. Maybe tomorrow I should ask Tika's cell phone number for her mother.

I hope Tika will help me, tired of struggling with her own thoughts to make these eyes dim. What's more my legs are painful because last afternoon I walked a long way looking for a job vacancy. I also tried to close my eyes to go to dreamland that might be fun.

Even in the morning before, I slowly opened my eyes and moved from the bed, I quickly cleaned myself. After that, as usual I helped mom prepare her wet cake sales needs. After completion my father and younger brother who entrusted it to the neighboring stalls, because we did not have the capital to open the stall. But I also often help post to promote mother's merchandise through online.

This afternoon after helping mom at home, I intend to go to Tika's house, to ask her mother for her mobile number. Tika is a little friend of mine, now she is working in the capital, I also intend to follow in her footsteps in order to quickly help the economy of my family. I wish I could be like Tika.

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