Not an Ordinary Night Woman

CHAPTER 14 Finding Work

After recounting all the events from which she was able to enter the nightclub, Mita felt very guilty towards Elisha. Maybe he invites good women to try the night world that will be opium for some people. Especially if you already feel the sweetness of money that can be instant.

"I'm sorry Dona, I thought you were Naya's mom. I couldn't have taken you to work if I knew your purpose there at the time" Mita said.

"You're not wrong, Mita. I was too afraid to tell stories at that time because I saw them still following me" Elisha replied.

"I support you in finding a new job, the night world is not for you. But you should not need to find the cost first, you can stay here. If you already have a permanent job, it doesn't matter if you want to move,"

Mita tried wisely, however she did not want to plunge the innocent girl.

"Thank you, Mita, you're good. I had to go out to buy a used phone and some stuff" Elisha said.

"You don't have a cell phone?"

"Have it, but it was lost on the bus as it was heading to this town" replied Elisha. Mita felt pity, it seemed that her friend's problem was very complete.

"You better buy a new one, no need for an expensive one that matters is complete" Mita suggested.

"Look at it later. But..."

"Why?"

"My money is just the rest of this abuse, is it okay to use the money given by Om Daniel?"

Mita laughed, not because she saw Elisha's money which was only a few thousand. But Elisha's fear of using the money given by Om Daniel made him amused. What is the news with him who for several years lived with the illegal money. It is not that he does not know if the money he gets is actually illegal. It's just that the demands of life make him have to take that shortcut.

"It's okay maybe, the important thing is that you don't repeat it. I'll accompany you out, I'll take a shower first" replied Mita.

"No need, I'll walk alone. You just take a break, I'm afraid to meet them again on the street," reject ya.

"Surely going alone?" Mita is afraid to let Elisha out on his own.

"Yes, I'm used to it. Some later you want to go for a walk maybe there are job vacancies,"

Because Elisha was determined to go alone, Mita finally relented.

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Elisha walked down the street, stopping when he saw a copy shop. He copied more of his application files. Not to forget he also printed photos and other necessary things. He also bought a new phone at a low price, which was important to be able to contact his parents later. After all was done, he began to walk down the shop-rulo there. A little tired at his feet he no longer cared.

"Bismillah, may there be many vacancies," Elisha prayed sincerely.

There were several job openings along the way that he went through. It is in the flower shop, laundry, restaurant and some others. He put all his application files in those places. After feeling tired he rested for a while, before finally deciding to return to the boarding Mita.

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Tok...

"Assynolt,"

Even while he was staying at Mita's boarding house, he kept knocking on the door when he had just arrived.

"Greetings waalaikum,"

Mita opened the door to her room.

"Geez, who do I think. This is also your residence, why knock on the door all the way," said Mita felt anxious.

"Fear you are changing clothes or there are guests, it is not polite if I go straight in," replied Elisha while grinning.

"I've told you to stay here, so consider it your own home,"

They sit on the bed watching TV.

"How did you get a job?" ask Mita.

Elisha shakes.

"But I've spread the application to several places, hopefully there is something bad," he replied.

"Hmm.. now looking for work a little difficult, especially if the education is not a bachelor, will tend to be underestimated," said Mita.

What Mita said is true, because she experienced it when in her village. Even in the early days in B city he felt it too.

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A week later.

Elisha was worried. A week had passed but there was not a single work call for him. Sometimes all day he will continue to hold his cellphone, so afraid he missed a work call that actually never existed.

It's getting frustrating. He felt uncomfortable hitchhiking at Mita's boarding house for quite a long time. Although there he also helped clean the room and cook for Mita, still he felt uncomfortable because he was still unemployed until now.

"Oh my God, what should I do? Should I go home?"

The dilemma began to fill his heart space. Either give up or keep fighting. Moreover, the money given by Daniel is getting thin.

"Mita, what do you think I should do? I need money to send my mother and son to the village. But until now I haven't worked yet,"

He asked his friend's opinion. He hopes to get a solution from her.

"My life used to be the same as yours, before I finally decided to become a night worker" he kept silent for a moment.

"I'm not as determined as you are until now able to take care of yourself. Due to urgent economic needs and deep heartbreak for my former lover, I ended up choosing this path" Mita said.

"I'm not a good person, so can't give you advice. Ask your little heart. Obviously I wish you the best" he continued.

Elisha fell silent. He was confused to behave. He is not a saint himself, but also understand if the work that Mita lived was banned in her religion. Had the job not been banned, he would have done it from the beginning.

"Don't you mind giving me a ride for another week? If I still do not get a job, I will decide my next action," said Elisha.

"Good God, Dona, you can stay up to any time here. I'm glad you're here. I'm not lonely and most importantly I'm getting healthier from eating your delicious food every day, hehehe..."

Mita joked making the two laugh out loud.

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Her night.

When Mita had gone to work, like the previous nights she was sad again. For days he had not heard the voices of his parents and children. Somehow they are now. To be sure his parents must be very worried about him who for days there is no news.

"I miss you guys, hiks..."

Her tears were shed along with her helplessness.

"Oh yeah, there was Siti's bu number on the paper back then,"

He rushes to find his bag, looking for the number Siti bu that his mother had given him. He scratched all the bags to look for her.

"Jeez, where's that paper?"