My husband's a Mommy's son

Workings

Sorry, but at one o'clock yesterday I had the script. But something went wrong and my script disappeared. I retype this. I was sad not to eat.

Happy reading.

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Welcome to the real world, where our lives are defined by ourselves. Being the son of a rich man cannot guarantee that our lives will always be rich. On the contrary, being a descendant of the poor will not always be poor and difficult. Our future is determined by ourselves. Being rich or poor depends on the efforts and prayers we offer every day.

Reyno and Jennie were already in front of a construction building that was only a quarter finished. Jennie purposely took you to see what Reyno's workplace was like. The distance is only 300 meters from their rented house, but the condition of the place is very dubious for Reyno. It was dirty and there was a lot of dust everywhere. Certainly not at all suitable for someone with a dust allergy like Reyno.

"Hideocghen ... Hatciha ...." Reyno started sneezing. His nose cannot lie that he is indeed sensitive to dust.

"No, I told you. This is what makes me worry about you, not nothing I have allergies. Let's just go home, let's find a job that suits you." Jennie pulled Reyno's arm away from the courtyard of the unfinished building, Reyno immediately stopped her steps.

"Please! Don't go home, I still want to work." Reyno put on a face like always. Makes Jennie sigh violently. Deflecting the wishes of the man is very difficult. Such is the nature of Reyno if it already has a desire. Chortled!

"No! We're home!"

"I've got a mask in my pocket, I've got a long shirt and pants on. Everything's safe, my allergies aren't gonna come crashing out, you know." Trying to convince his wife again.

"Yes, if that's what I come in, I want to watch you, if I miss how?" Jennie pursed her lips. Acting like a woman. She was a woman, only she had never behaved like that. Slowly the two of them exchanged souls. For a moment Jennie felt a change that seemed disgusting to her.

What's my mouth, anyway?

"Later Reyno comes home, I'll just want a list of work, the time is already assured wife." Reyno spoke logically as it was.

"Pooch. Make sure you get home in one piece, or I won't let you work in a place like this anymore." Jennie rolled her eyes lazily.

"Ready Princess!" Reyno turned his wife's body towards home, lazily Jennie stepped her foot away.

Wife business is done. Jennie's gone down the street. Reyno confidently went inside, through a towering high gate made of zinc iron. The guy held his breath a little because there was too much dust flying.

It seemed like her good intention to work was not welcomed by the residents there, some people seemed to look at Reyno with cynical gazes. Reyno chose to be quiet, approaching someone who was angry. That must be the foreman. Reyno is getting closer.

"Good morning, sir. Introduce my name Reyno, I'd like to apply for a job at this place." Reyno looked polite.

"Work?" The foreman looked at the man while frowning his forehead. Indeed, his body is large and bongsor, but smooth white skin and the face of the leak is not at all worthy of being a porters. However, Reyno is still a schoolgirl, who should now be waiting for the graduation announcement.

Reyno was confused. The essence will be accepted immediately work turned out to be wrong. Again he was just considered a kid who was playing around.

"You'd better go home, why work like this. This place isn't kindergarten, it's too much work for a guy your age, son." The foreman patted Reyno on the shoulder, The boy immediately let out a disappointed sigh. She cried.

"Please help me, sir. I was young, but I had a wife. I just graduated SMP, looking for another job is also difficult. I desperately need this job, sir, we don't have any more money to survive." Senista is his life. Reyno had no hope anymore when the job that most did not need a high diploma had rejected her. It was the last effort he could make.

Look, even you're still crying. You brat!

"All right! You can go straight to work, get your equipment there." The foreman pointed to the safetty spot, where there were vests, project helmets, and also special porters boots. "Just work well."

"Thank you, sir! I'll try my hardest." Reyno kisses the hand of the Mandor. Made the old man a little moved by the behavior of the child. Reyno was very happy, if necessary prostrate he did.

"But pak—." Reyno knuckles again. "Can you give me my salary every day? I need the money to eat me and my wife." That innocent question could really shake the heart of an old foreman whose life was far from his son and wife. Mr. Farik's name. With a soft sigh he took out his wallet, taking twenty-five thousand dollars from his wallet.

"See you one hundred and twenty-five thousand, but it's dirty. Save you young couple." He extended the money to Reyno.

"But I haven't worked, sir." Reyno felt bad.

"I'm afraid you're starving for a break, get your first paycheck" he said with a flat face.

"Thank you, sir. You're bad for me and my wife." Reyno smiled happily.

Without feeling the man let out his tears when Reyno had already passed away. Reyno is the same age as her son in the village, she should still be in school, right?

Reyno's happy face continued to dance in her mind. How happy that innocent face when accepted by work made Mr. Farik's heart scream.

Porters of buildings, jobs that are often considered contemptible by some people. Where almost every human underestimates people who work as porters. Though the creatures on earth will not be able to take shelter without their hard work. Without them knowing the magnificent residence and luxury buildings that become their facilities are the hands of the coolies that they often underestimate.

Sometimes Mr. Haris is also not out of thought with humans like that. Is it wrong to be a college student? Their work is not noble. Just because of its dirty appearance and smell, people regard the porters as disgusting creatures. Needs to be shunned. That's what makes some of his men feel inferior and feel their work is worthless.

"Cuproy!" That's how they nicknamed a porters, along with cynical views and strides away. "Don't come near. It smells!" The word was thrown out, it could even be heard by them the porters.

Just this time too, Mr. Farik saw a very proud person accepted to work as a porters. Its status was never appreciated by some humans on earth. It was Reyno, an eighteen-year-old boy who was said to be married.

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