My Dream Is Doctor's

Lack of Money

It was late in the afternoon, the speck of rain was coloring that afternoon. Brother Avie sat pensively on the terrace. He was confused to find his sister's whereabouts last night. Yesterday when he came home from work at the cake shop, he looked for his sister who usually collapsed in the room.

"Sir..." The intention of giving his sister's latest comic book surprise failed. He put the surprise into the study desk drawer. Brother Avie glanced at the wall clock that showed exactly six o'clock in the afternoon. Where is Amira? Avie's sister's worried about her sister. Avie's sister found her phone in the room. It must have been gone not long ago, but where? think Brother Avie.

Avie's brother in charge of his sister was looking for Amira to all corners of the house, but Amira was not found. His worries were mixed with annoyance, "Tumben really this boy went not to say."

The next step, Avie asked the neighbors right, left, and front of the house. But they no one knows because they both just came home from work.

Out of desperation, Avie sat on the porch, his eyes not off the streets, "Dek, where are you going anyway? Cepetan go home dong..."

In the midst of despair, his pair of eyes caught a blond, artist-like face, pacing around looking for something intermittently glancing at the house where Brother Avie was.

Brother Avie ventured to ask, "Excuse me...can I help you?"

The jacketed guy put up his headgear.

"I'm looking for someone around here." The man wearing the jacket did not turn his head towards Avie's sister. The guy received a call from his girlfriend. Finished calling he said goodbye to Avie's sister. "Sorry brother.I'll excuse you..."

Brother Avie replied politely, he connected the departure of his beloved sister with a foreign man earlier, "Honey, handsome younger than me."

Back in the present, after remembering the events of yesterday afternoon Avie's sister got up, "My little heart said Amira was fine."

"Sister! Brother.I'm home!"

His sister came to lead the bike. Brother Avie ran a little to meet him, after close Avie hugged his sister tightly.

"Where did you finish deck?"

"Sorry brother. Amira didn't come home last night because she was at a friend's house. You're not mad at me, are you Amira?"

"Anged, very angry Amira. You went without saying goodbye to brother. So next time bring the phone."

"But brother..."

"Nothing but a fireplace. Let's go in."

It rained so hard. Avie's sister prepares dinner in the form of omelets and fried rice.

"Ah, soon the monthly money runs out. Though it is still mid-October." muttered Brother Avie.

"What brother? Monthly money running out? Well.how dong..."

"Well, I'm not doing any more extra work. Let our income increase. Maybe later brother's less often at home."

"Sister.I want to make money too."

"You? Don't deck...Enough brothers who are looking for money. You study hard..."

My brother always sacrificed for me. I just enjoy the results. Now he's stuck being a maid at the class president's house. I can't bear to say this now, inner Amira.

"So what did you decide to do?"

"Sister sells on campus alone, with the rest of this money and owes friends as capital."

"All the rest of the money at stake?"

"How else is the deck. Hope you sell fast and we can eat."

"Yes, brother." Amira rubbed the corner of her watery tears.

"Whose clothes are you wearing? Why oversize?"

"My friend's clothes. I'll give it back tomorrow."

Amira enters the room. Her tears are flowing. He picked up a pen and diary, wrote his outpouring.

*****

At seven o'clock in the evening, the rain stopped. Amira moved from her seat. He watched his brother fall asleep in bed. Amira smiled faintly.

"Sister, Amira left for work first."

*****

The large house of the Akmarahulla Family, the back room where the servants lived. Amira was already in her room and Vera.

"Are you close to Lyon?"

"Near? Neither. He's the one who approached me."

Vera who was listening to music on tape stretched her muscles. "Thank God, I thought you had a crush on him too."

"There's no way I have a crush on the same people whose nature compels it so."

Our bedroom door was knocked, "Amira isn't?"

Lyon Voice!

"Let's come with me."

Amira glanced towards Vera. Vera nodded. Amira came out following her master. His master had Amira wash his clothes.

"Even wash clothes?"Amira.

"Why? If you don't like your time as an assistant, you're growing."

"Yes.iya." Amira fear. He thinks his young master's shirt is in loundry. Not manually washed by the maid.

"Come to my room. The clothes are in the bathroom."command Lyon.

"Good..."Amira resisted irritation especially when shown dirty clothes that must be washed. Gunnys. Amira screams restrained. Very dirty, he thought.

"Ahem.sorry lately I have a lot of activities so I have to change clothes."

"Reason..." Unknowingly Amira cursed.

"Reason?"reset Lyon.

"Sorry sir, where's the detergent? Why don't I find it anywhere."

"Because there's nothing you buy yourself in the store front."

Amira bit her lips, held back an upset."Money sir?"

"Money? You're a beggar, so the money to buy cheap detergent can't."

"But this khan is for master's clothes." said Amira lirih. He was called a beggar.

"Okay, this time I'll be kind, but Sunday you're full at home."

"Good." The deal was accepted by Amira, because she really had no money. To eat tomorrow he doesn't know. It all depends on the fate of Avie's brother lucky sales or not.

So, Amira went to the store across the street to buy detergent. But he had trouble choosing what scent was suitable for his master's clothes with a little nominal.

"Aw..." A good idea came to Amira's mind. He bought sashetan detergent. Disposable for one laundry tub.

Not far away, Robert was shopping at the store as well. He bought a basketball. Because the old basketball broke through a passing truck.

Robert is not alone. He is with Mia, his close friend.

"Eh, Robert.look at the kid on the onthel bike."Mia pointed towards Amira who was in line because of the large number of buyers.

"Amira's? How did you get here anyway?"

"Do you want nyamperin?"

"Come on."

They both approached Amira. "Amira!"greet Robert. Amira. Then quickly turned around making Robert look.

"Wrong as it is." whispered Mia.

"I-yes anyway.he doesn't wear thick glasses. Too hallucinated."They returned to the trading ranks.

"Yes.the khan people look a lot like ya..."

"What do you want to buy, Mia?"ask Robert.

"Eh, can you? Tumben attention. Usually just a nebeng doang."

"i'm serious. What do you want to buy, I buy."

"I want to buy food. Laper tauk..bored home food."

"OK..."

Back to Amira he came out of the store while exhaling a sigh of relief, "Almost my heart feels like it's going to be dislodged."

Then Amira went home to Akmarahulla's mansion. There Lyon waited for Amira at the door of the room.

"Huh? Sir why are you still here?" ask Amira.

"You work."

"Looks like you don't have any activities tonight."Amira endured her frustration.

"It doesn't have."

"But, can't you not keep an eye on me when I'm working.I feel awkward."

"Oh..so? Then I go down to the middle room first. I'll be right back, will I?"

"Yes.young master."

Amira is alone. He washes clothes while babbling furiously, "Newly met the same ribet guy, likes to be alone, errand boy..aghrr."

Seriate...