My Love is Blocked by the Holy Promise

Chapters. 75. Happiest

(POV) Juice

I've been working for a few months as an employee of Fira's mother's factory. When talking about income, my salary is standard just like other employees. But to my amazement and delight, my heart was always at peace and at ease. There were no cynical views from my friends, unlike when I was still in the village and often teased people's husbands. I am often scorned and scorned by despicable women. It was also what made me sure I would enter the black world. Because even in my world I was never appreciated.

Kriy.....

Criings

I took the phone in the bag. I saw the time already showing at ten o'clock in the evening. Who called me these nights. After I managed to pull out the phone I saw on my phone screen with the Edi mas number calling me.

"Assallamualaiku mas, Edi, how are you? " my broom on Edi's mas across there.

"Wa allaikum sallam dek Santi, the news is fine. Mas just want the name, what in the factory where you work there is a vacancy, if there is please tell ya, because I really want to work in the city, to get a new experience" said mas Edi while chuckling," tumben mas Edi wants to find work in the city. Lately mas Edi did call me often, even though just mince words asking for news.

Every time Edi called, there was a happy shiver that went through the recesses of my heart. But I tried to throw that feeling away. It feels like Edi is too good to be with me

"Yes, for a while not there, later if there I tell. Is mas Edi only interested in working in the factory, who knows there are other vacancies," I told mas Edi.

"Oh others can also, I can be a driver or work in a four-wheeled vehicle workshop" said mas Edi. After a short chat, we ended the phone call. I don't know why to hear that Edi has the intention to work in the city, my heart feels happy. But I can't hope for more, maybe Edi just wants to change fate, because seeing me is always peaceful here.

The next day, it turns out that in the factory there will be a visit from the owner of the factory, namely Mr. Sky Mighty. We also all employees immediately shoulder to shoulder to prepare for his arrival. All floors and factory equipment are washed clean, all walls are also cleaned. While in the administration all busy preparing data who knows later needed. So is the section perdonalia and other revisions, all busy preparing the arrival of the big boss and his men.

Around eleven o'clock, the sky pack's entourage had arrived. He was welcomed by several factory officials and receptionist employees. We all welcome him, but while doing our job.

I did not expect, it turns out that there is Fira maam in the entourage of the Mighty Sky sir. I just remembered that Mr. Sky Mighty is the biological parents of Fira's mother.

"Juita, how are you doing, you're comfortable working here" said Ms. Fira, smiling and hugging me. Really I am very proud to get a hug from the biological daughter of a famous person like Mr. Sky Mighty. But if you remember what I did that wanted to take Mr. Galih the husband of Ms. Fira, I am very ashamed and despicable. Thank goodness God immediately guided me until I realized that my actions were wrong. Since I no longer aspire to have a companion for the rich, it feels like my heart is so peaceful, there is no envy, envy and hatred for anyone. Everyone around me is so attentive.

"Haven't cried, I'm glad you're a good person now. Oh yes how is Santi, are you still in touch," asked Ms. Fira.

" From the moment I realized my mistake I immediately blocked Santi's number, because I did not want to accept Santi's anger because I had failed in our mission. Most of the time I often do bad and despicable because of the influence of Santi. So from now on I will only be friends with people who understand me. Santi no longer agrees with me. But obviously I'm afraid of being affected again ma'am he..he..."

"Thank God then, if you need something, you can say to me, who knows I can help, now we are friends well," continued Ms. Fira. I also tried to find out the job vacancies for men to Miss Fira, who knows at Fira's office, who knows, or the restaurant Mr. Galih or even his friend Bu Fira or Pak Galih there are those who want to add employees.

"It just so happens that Galih is in need of another driver for the restaurant, can you drive the car?" ask Miss Fira. I'm so happy that Edi finally got a job in the city. Later in the afternoon after returning from work I will contact Edi to send the application file to Fira's address, according to Fira's advice.

The day has shown five o'clock exactly, the employees immediately get ready to go home, as well as me. With a sling bag I stepped out of the factory. The distance between the contract and the baprik where I work is only about two hundred meters. I always go home on foot. I have not brought my bike, maybe exactly do not want to bring the bike because here is not too important, if you happen to want to walk, I can take public transportation.

"Juita wait," Rima, my friend Shif, came to me, we happened to be neighbors in the rented house. It seemed like from earlier he wanted to ask about my closeness to Miss Fira. On the way back he asked for an explanation why I was so close to Ms. Fira, the son of a factory owner where we worked. I just explained that Miss Fira is my sister's friend, she already thinks of me like her own sister.

"I thought that you were not a family, because when viewed from your different appearance," I just smiled in response to Rima's words.

After a while, I opened the door. I threw my body on the bed, it feels like today there is a lot of work that drains energy, but I still keep my spirit.

After the shower I checked my hand phone. There were two missed calls, after I saw it was from Edi. Immediately I lay down to find a position as comfortable as possible and called Edi. After some moments finally mas Edi picked up my phone.

" Assallamoallaikum Juita, what's it like I haven't called you in a long time" said Edi.

"Wa allaikum sallam mas, not just last night, mas Edi called me. Mas I called mas Edi because I want to tell you that there is a vacancy driver for the restaurant Pak Galih her husband bu Fira," I eagerly told this happy news.

"Alhamdullilah if there is a job there, I will soon come to Galih sir's house to apply to be a driver. Please share his address. Thank you Juita for your willingness to tell if there is a vacancy. After about half an hour of talking, we ended our long-distance call because I had yawned several times.

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