
I kept walking away from the house that had been over a year ago
it gives me so much protection and hope. It also changed the situation and
setatus. Which I was just an assistant with a standard salary but then became
their adopted son, then goes on a course and then works at the company that belongs to Mr
Syaeful. All facilities I have the right to use and use as per my needs. But
because I have mistakenly dropped my heart which turns out to be the Young Master in the family
lift me up, because I didn't know his status but what he was hiding
I finally know too. On the pretext of fearing I lost my job and trust from
his family Farenzy is sounding our relationship.
After exiting the apartment environment, ake headed to the apartment environment where Sri lived
according to the address he gave me. The night wind blew stroking my hair
gently made my steps momentarily stop to tidy up my hair. Miserable
as if I can't get it out of my heart. Every time I wipe it every time it's my tears
pattered.
Arriving in front of the apartment where Sri lived with her employer I
stopped my move. I tried to contact Sri. I called him a few times
but it can't connect at all. Then I tried to ask with the security-
his about what if I want to meet my friend tonight. And otu's security
ask me what my friend's name is. I explained it clearly and I really
expect to be able to meet with Sri at least ride the minap tonight and tomorrow
I hope I can get in touch with our agents for help.
But unfortunately, the security said that the apartment resident named Sri had moved
the address was shared with his employer's family two months ago. Maybe this is why Sri has
I can't call anymore. Move where is he? Where am I going now? Who
which I'll call for help before I can call my agent. I really
confused at the moment. As for asking for help with Farenzy seems like it's a good thing
it's too heavy for me to do. I wanted to stay away from him for a while.
It's not that I don't love him anymore but it's for our good. Me and Farenzy have to take care of
distance for a while.
Finally I decided to keep going for a walk even without direction and purpose. Until finally
I arrived at a playground. I sat down in a chair for a moment to let go of fatigue and
my tired. I don't know how far I've gone from the house of the master's family
Syaeful. The night wind blew greeting my body until the cold was felt. I took it out
a sweeter from inside my suitcase to just coat my shirt so this cold doesn't
too much stabbing into my bones. Then I went back on my way, too,
until without me knowing my legs began to feel heavy as if I could no longer continue
traveling and at that time I was so excited I heard I was looking at Azan. Time signs
dawn has arrived.
Now I continue my journey to the source of the sound of the azan
it came from a large mosque. My tears lemvali glued, the feeling of longing for a moment
calling covers my heart. I miss you, Robb..!
I stepped foot into the mosque, a mosque located on Shely Street, the mosque
JAMIYA'S. After taking the ablution water, I prayed together with the people
other Muslims are there. For a moment I was stunned to see how beautiful Islamic civilization is
which is on this land of Hong Kong. After the prayer my heart felt a warmth and
a deep relief. It was as if a burden had been squeezing my mind for the past few times
I took my salary out of the small bag I was carrying. But I don't know who I should be
call to ask for help. Because Sri's the only friend I could hope for
helped me but it turned out to have moved the address and may have also changed the number
phone without telling me.
I was silent for a long time and thought then came back to contact my agent. I wish that
it could help me find a new place to live. Because anyway
I still have to stay in Hong Kong until the end of my visa or so
with my first contract agreement with the Indonesian employment agency
for Hong Kong.
The atmosphere was getting brighter, the sun came shining on the earth with its brightness. The autumn susana
very noticeably, the trees stood upright with their fallen leaves scattered piling up
below to cover a few meters of street area in front of Jamiya mosque. I started
reached into my sweater pocket and I took the device and I started looking for my agent's phone number. And
it didn't take long for my phone to finally connect. There is a deep sense of excitement within
myself. Between worrying that my agent would scold me and feeling hopeful that I would
getting help for the problems that are currently hurting me.
"Wei..!" (Hello).A woman's voice greeted me from across the street.
The soft greeting sound made me tremble even more, until I bit my lips and then kuhela
long breath then I exhale for a moment to just reduce worry and worry
which seems to be getting hold of me. And I need to be able to control my emotions so that there is none
again my sense of repulsion.
"Wei, Chau san dai dai!(.Hello, Good morning madam.!)" My answer.
But I came back unable to hold back my tears. I was silent and could no longer speak. Water
my eyes were breaking as if they could not stop.
"Please, I'm the mistress..! I'm in big trouble right now." I said lirih. Begged
help to Mrs Lili.
I knew he would still understand what I was saying even by using language
Indonesia because he was originally an Indonesian who married a Hong Kong man
and also settled in Hong Kong.
"
Is this you Aini?" Ask Mrs Lili.
"Yes, Madam." I answered still sobbing.
"
What's the matter? Aren't you okay? And even your fate is much luckier than
to your other friends?" Madam Lili asked again, and her question made
my tongue felt stiff to explain what had happened so much that I could only fall silent
just.
"Hello, Aini? Did you hear me?" Ask Mrs Lili to make sure.
"Yes, Madam." Answer's short.
"Yes if it's too hard for you to explain what you're going through over the phone
please come to our Agency office. I'm waiting for you here." Pinta Madam Lili.
What Madam Lili just said seemed to give a cool breeze full of hope to me.
Then without a second thought I headed straight to the stop, to head to our Agency office
just like Mrs Lili said.
Seriate...