Not Glass Cans

3. Hungry Bow

I didn't fall unconscious either. This hunger is severe and excruciating, as it approaches hypothermia. My body was shivering, cold sweat was pouring out and this head was empty without any contents. My body is shaking helplessly, this is really acute hunger. It feels like a rival with the people in Somalia, it feels so shameful!

With my head empty and forgetting who I am, I held my legs tightly in front of me.

"La,in.par...."

I looked at the owner of the leg before my hand hit his leg. I fell down and was powerless to rise . Maybe right now I'm like a dying street cat. No more self-respect. My body was still motionless, only the eyelids behind my blurry glasses were still flashing once or twice.

"Train!!!"

I heard his voice back blaring.

"Why are there hungry busung workers here?!"

My eyes couldn't see them, only the heavy thundering of my boss's voice kept me hearing. I'll leave this weak body to whoever they are. A hand took my shoulder and gave me a drink. Like there's a supernatural power possessing me. Oh water! I gulped for a long time with my dissatisfaction. However, that kind hand suddenly forcefully removed the glass from my lips.

Now my position has been placed. Seemed in front of me there had been food that looked so tempting my saliva. I grabbed the plate full of rice without anyone telling me to. I turned strong instantly. My energy has recovered many times. The plate was clean without a grain of rice.

My self-esteem felt back instantly with a stomach full of food. Also the full consciousness that returned strong I felt, seemed ready with all the wars ahead.

"Clean it!!!"

I know, that broken glass is just my job. Wh why? Don't ask, because I don't know.

I grabbed the tissue sheets on his desk back and I cleaned them super fast. I threw the broken glass tissue into the trash basket nearest me with the bars. I made sure the floor was sterile again. Maybe ready to receive broken glass by the fierce boss tomorrow again.

I looked recklessly at my garage boss who was also being seen me to so many times with a severe ilfil face. Although this heart shock was impetuous, I tried to face the stone by continuing to look at his handsome face.

"You?!!" The ferocious boss pointed at my ugly face with his left index finger suddenly. As if it felt a pity if his right hand was used to point at me.

"Yes, me, Boss??" manyu astonished.

"Whenever you're slow, these glasses will float. Do you like cleaning up with no use?!" ask the boss.

Now let me understand why the glass is so big today. Anti boss with slow word stuff. Not only him, actually I'm anti-mellet. It wasn't my fault at all, but it was one of my introductory toke However, being self-conscious of the position of my lackeys, these lips and mouth I actually conditioned to be silent.

"I'm sorry sir, I promise I won't repeat it again."

I tried to speak calmly with a grieving voice that I did not intend to cover up. The fierce boss narrowed his eyes at me at a glance. Then passed away from before me with a hard face and as I was an iron rod.

"How are you, are you still hungry deck?"

There was a soft voice rebuking beside me. Belongs to a hooded woman and I think Lina's age. Looks nice lackey, can be polite to me. I nodded happily to her, it was true, my stomach was full and very warm.

"Sister trims."

He is so happy for me today. I remember him anytime.

"Whose sister's name? I'm Elshe." I looked warmly dim on his face.

"Welvia." The motherly-faced woman said her name with a smile.

Welvia from Padang, West Sumatra. Six years on top of me, she is already thirty years old.So, I will call her uni, uni Welvia. The man is gentle and I'm sure his attitude will be good inside out. I want to be friends with him.

"Hey You!" Ratih screeched at me suddenly.

I looked at him, followed him into the kitchen. I told him to wash the plate of a mountain. It's not a problem for me and a trivial thing I'm easy to do.

Uni Welvia to meet me.Smiling comforts my heart. I reply with my sweetest smile.

"Don't worry uni, it's normal" I said calmly.

Plates and cooking utensils that mount in a super long sink, I spend not thirty minutes. Don't be surprised, I'm my mother's former personal assistant, while my mother has a decent catering business. So about the kitchen it's a little business, I can be anything there.

Uni Welvia, I think the old girl, Uni Wel, is seeing me again before leaving. I got a box of cake, I'm so happy. Thank you very sincerely many times.

"Hey You!" Train back to strangle me.

He told me to take out the trash. I grabbed a garbage bag and threw it in a big garbage can in the back. Immediately I walked quickly and dodged, not wanting to let Ratih screech again.

My dimly lit room did look even more sinister. Especially with the fish pond in front of this room, the more effect with the creeps of Roman feathers.

Trying to ignore my feelings, I hurriedly stuck the key of my seed into the door hole. Hope this key is not lost before I succeed in duplicating some. With the prayer climbing I always remembered, I entered my brethren's room quickly.

Although accustomed, self-preservation is still mandatory for me. After praying Isya, I read enough divine verses. I continued until this body spread tired and lay stiff on the mattress.

In the middle of the night these eyes suddenly woke up, I think there was a cold object crawling in my queen's stomach that was exposed. I can guess what that thing is. I remained motionless, waiting for the snake to cross my stomach.

I sat down slowly, in the dim I saw a snake the size of a wrist descending my bed slowly. The snake crept fast, passing through my bedroom window out. Apparently the fish pond was the goal. The snake dived and did not appear to reappear to the surface. I think it's safe again even though it feels really tense.

Meeting snakes when climbing the mountain is already countless I experienced. At first I was scared, and I got used to it. My senior once gave a secret tip to tame snakes when pressed.

I tried to sleep again after closing the window tightly. The atmosphere is always dim. I began to lie on the bed to my dark, dim and tense dreamland.

I woke up at dawn with a still dim view. Stretched out for a while in contemplation. This head remembered the dawn five days ago.

With the preparation as it was, I slid out of the room. Leaving my mother alone in the house in the village. Can't stand the noise of her mouth for me to get married. I want to accept the Mayor's son's proposal which is very rich, but I don't want to.

I departed from the cold city of Malang to the port of Tanjung Perak, Surabaya. Lucky for the first-class boat ticket that morning. Tickets to the island of Batam that I just bought. I also sailed and pretended to be happy in the ocean full of question marks.

On the way to the big ship, I got acquainted with a labor scalper in Batam City. Uh! Pucuk loved ulam also arrived. I was upset even helped by him to enter the authority of Batam island. All matters of documentation, he's the one who gets around. I don't know, how much it costs to take care of me I haven't been able to ask.

Calo the man offered me a job. I gladly accepted his offer to give me a job as a lackey. Glasses on a wealthy family in the city of Batam, precisely in the city of Batam Center. Of course with my new appearance that I made mums to look as small as possible.

And so, here I am now, in the dimly lit room of horror. Staying in the corner of the mansion, magnificent and rich people.

Even now, I don't understand where my boss is. Only the handsome fierce boss had seen him at the dinner table a few times. The boss is like a rigid robot and has no heart at all. Eh, is he really like that?? I don't know..

About my boss, I don't know. Even his name. In the paper that I innervated the hand, there was only the 1st party as the Boss, and there was the 2nd party as a lackey, that is me. There's only my bright name there.

Ah, never mind, all that matters to me is enjoying my temporary escape and freedom.

While diving drink water. While running I dig rizqi and collect as much money as possible! But how, is it just enough to be a lackey that feels tormenting to the soul?! No!!! My profession as a lackey, should be as soon as possible cutikung!