Layu Set

Dapet.

Plopping his tired body on the sofa of a simple apartment he rented, Roman unwinds him. After a day of work with various activities of his studies in the country of that person.

But a sense of uneasiness appeared suddenly, lingering spoiled in his heart. In the presence of anxiety that is somehow why and where it comes from. He was confused too. The shadow of the girl's face whimpering full of tears while under her reappeared, adding to the depth of her gloom. Maybe that's the hunch when in a different place a young girl is struggling to live and die giving birth to a baby, the result of her actions.

And it's true, in the delivery room Kinar was holding such a pleasant pain. Clutching tightly the hands of Bu Ira, who faithfully strengthened and prayed for him. Until the sound of crying baby echoed throughout the room, healthy and perfect.

"Your son was born, baby" said Ira, smiling. Grasping Kinar's hand that was drooping limp, full of sweat slightly pulled both corners of his lips smiling with relief, between the taste that was difficult to describe.

Not long after the baby was cleaned, and he received treatment, a nurse entered holding a small baby and then gave it. Put it on Kinar's lap to immediately breastfeed him.

"Mba Kinar must learn to breastfeed" she said, positioning the baby in a comfortable position.

"Thank you Sus" said Kinar.

The thrust of the hill sticking out which was indeed more densely filled to the mouth of the tiny baby who was looking around, waiting for him since.

Never imagined, at the age that has not even nineteen years he has been bearing the status of Mother. In his eyes cling to the baby who began to suck.

God is fair, very fair.present it to strengthen me.Hatinya full of haru, not terbesit the slightest presence of the little baby as a disaster.

But remember he suddenly jumped backwards, at the man who gave up his freedom for his sake. Which he had just cut his heart out, leaving him.

Sorry..forever maybe I will never be able to pay my debt.he said in his heart, shed tears that have been held since.

If only the events of that night had not happened to him of course now he could still meet him without burden, waiting for him to breathe free air, giving his heart without force. Now that everything has evaporated, choosing for yourself feels better for Kinar. Without thinking even Jay would still accept whatever his condition was.

Elsewhere Jay, enjoying his lunch, suddenly chokes.

"Eat-slow," said another criminal Nara thrust a glass of water.

"Maybe someone is thinking of you," he said again, only in reply with half a curved smile forced from Jay's lips.

"He hasn't been here in a long time, has he?" ask again.

Jay lowered his head, "he's not who I am, it's not in his interest to keep visiting here" Jay said.

"There's still a lot of women out there, you can dance after you're free later" patted Jay on the shoulder.

Jay left a plate that was still full of rice and side dishes, waltzing away to find a place that felt comfortable to relax the body in the heat of the air that made his sweat more pouring.

His eyes were closed, but not with his heart and mind. Exploring the memories of the first meeting until the girl was willing to leave him. And Tight, when he remembered stopped at the word married that the girl said a few months ago.

Not believing.., maybe but in fact he can not find the truth of it.

If it's true that you're married and happy with the man of your choice, there's no reason for me to keep thinking about you.

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One year has gone. Kinar enjoys the status of a young mother with all the hassles of caring for a baby without a husband, although Bu Ira is always on standby to accompany and take care of her.

"Are you sure you're going to start work tomorrow?" tanya Bu Ira emphasized Kinar's intentions, after escaping an interview at a famous five-star hotel.

"Yes ma'am, I'm sorry I'm going to take a lot of my mom's drugs again" he said.

"Mom doesn't matter, just the same Evan left you."

"No papa baby, I work for Evan's future too. Evan from tomorrow can not be naughty, according to grandma," said Kinar smiling looking at his son. Replied with an adorable laugh that made Kinar even heavier, leaving him even before long.

"If that's your decision, I support you. Take care of yourself" said Ira.

"sure.."

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Wearing a knee-length skirt with a soft blue shirt, makeup style makeup does not reduce the charm of Kinar, she remains beautiful. Walk down the sidewalk to the hotel where you will start working.

"Excuse me sir, I'm a newly accepted employee here. I have to meet who ya," he said to security innocently.

"That's them as well as the new employees, just follow them," the security answer showed several men and women walking in.

"Thank you sir," immediately rushed after him.

A woman dressed in her great uniform, stood haughty in front of some new employees. He said firmly by discussing the formal choice, giving directions while dividing the task according to his ability.

One by one he called to go to his own part. The last one to be called was Kinar. Stared at him from top to bottom cynically, perhaps enviously.

"And you.your duty as concierge staff. For details of the task you immediately meet your senior there. He will explain and teach you" he said firmly.

"Well Ma'am." replied Kinar nodding. The results of the interview a few days ago plus his physical appearance made him lucky this time. He was placed as one of the concierge staff.

The first day and perhaps the next few days Kinar received a briefing on his duties. Because the task will directly interact with guests, of course, must learn the procedures before plunging into direct practice.

It turned out that it was not difficult for Kinar, not even a week he had been released to practice the knowledge he got a few days directly. Starting from receiving guests, delivering them, as an information center, and other tasks such as providing guest needs that are often personal.

This job certainly made him meet a lot of people. Not once twice did some of the guests stare fixedly at him, dazzled, enchanted. Some even dared to tease him but still Kinar responded politely. I don't want to leave a bad impression on the guests.

Even his supervisor often steals the view, giving him more attention. High-right posture, beautiful face, plus a calm and polite word is enough to be an idol of female employees there. Makes them jealous of Kinar.

"Udah malem, I'm anter home huh?" of course, politely.

"Thank you sir, I used to take the bus anyway," he replied subtly refusing.

"Yes if there is still a bus, it's already malem loh," shows ten hours past fifteen minutes.

"It's usually still, '" she refused again.

"Yes, be careful." concluded Adam slightly disappointed.

"Yes wait.Don't call me sir," she asked.

"Then what should I call you, my boss."

"As far as you are, don't be Father. The effect is getting old, his son is as big as you," he said.

Kinar smiled, "if that's what I call Om," Cila joked.

"Haduuuh.it even rich Om..Om.yang Maruk the same ABG," Adam sighed making Kinar chuckle.

"Emang I'm still rich ABG yes Mas..."

A smile was again plastered on Adam's face, excited by the word "Mas" he just heard, "I love the call," while fleeing.

Kinar also immediately left, they split directions. Adam's attention was only considered to be limited to superiors and subordinates, nothing more.

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