One Name A Story

Zakia Ainun Nissa's

having a long name Zakia Ainun Nissa, she is often called around Kia, a girl who is known to be very passionate in work

at that time, Zakia who was still sitting in the 6th grade of elementary school, was still actively playing, even he already understood what he was doing when school later, later, for that the rest of the day in elementary school he spent rightly right with excitement

"zakia..so which school are you in?" ask erna..

"his kek is so deh na to twanegara"

"wah so? I'm not there but if I don't go there I don't have any friends"

"yes, I'll also have friends"

"don't go to the tuna state"

"surely? the choice must be sure"

"iyaa. sure, because there you are also sure so"

"hemm yaudah, the day after registration"

"whose are you the same?"

"fit the list alone, fitting announcement after entry received new amau ibuk"

"oh yaudah, more news"

"yes"

when you start entering a new school..

the new day begins..

the new leaf has been replaced...

when the first day of zakia entered, that day was the first day to go to school looking for classes, because the placement of classes was randomized, so had to search first..

"kiaaa.. look at us in class.." cried erna..

"haa.. where?"

because erna is faster to read the name of the name in each class, erna read if there is himself in the same class with zakia

"gracefully erna.we're back in class, don't be the same as me na"

"it's only six years, seven years is still going, want hundreds of years I won't be bosen kia"

"hehehe that hundreds of years we've neni still a school, not shy?"

"haha yes anyway"

*neni the name in the neighborhood kia is grandmother

and both are soul mates...

if there's a problem, so is erna

and now they are happy because they will be in one room for the next year..

week walk..

"na, what do I want to sell?" ask zakia

"sale what ki?"

"yes food anyway, fried food snack so"

"what do you want to do?"

"what french fries are you?"

"waduh, do not potato to, expensive, really, want to sell how much you are here, at least not sell food brought in 2000, if the potato 2000 in addition to loss is also very little." explained erna

"yes anyway. continue what?"

"fried meatballs, formed with the same cake of fries.."

"oh yes, yes"

"well, yes it is"

erna supports and even helps zakia sell, because erna tau zakia people who abstain from asking, she is always refused, while erna is said to be the son of a tyrant..

fairly tajir, because before one class has a handheld phone, erna already has the latest phone nokia, another new to the usual handheld phone, erna has replaced with a touchscreen phone..

and after school, Erna said goodbye to her parents..

"dikasih clearance?" ask zakia

"emak I'm sorry if I heard the name Zakia"

"it can be you"

"seriously"

when it comes to the market, buy some necessities..

the next morning his fajr zakia woke up first as usual, but different, kia handed over her usual homework to the younger brother who was still sitting in the 5th grade of elementary school

zakia prepared his trade

"kia, how did you wake up, he said the job was given to your sister?" ask zakia's mother

"yes mak, kia want to make tela tela, dpain practice yes mak"

"tela tela, what is it?"

"fried mak's bella"

"where is there?"

"just try it"

"let's see, where's kia's feeling?"

"yes no gini aja mak, later if you want to ask for taste kia already ready.."

"what's this?"

"yes, the spice seasoning, we use powder seasoning doang mak"

"so much kia, what a taste of this"

"mac macem mak, there is lombok powder, ballad, blackpapper, sweet corn, corn pedes, garlic, roasted chicken, roast beef, macem mak, many tuh"

"now your intention"

"loh ya have to pemiati, what is an early, let manteb" said mr. kia

"emm this father"

and when the first day kia enter with fried tela...

"kia.." said Erna who was already in front of the wooden fence in front of the zakia house.

"erna. why are you"

"here I brought you, what's this?"

"this is bawain na, this is the powder seasoning"

"oh yaudah yuk"

and when we get to school

"don't you drop it into the cafeteria?" ask erna

"no, I sell it myself"

"oh yaudah yuk"

and they also went to class...

promote food sales kia

"who made kia?" ask one of his friends

"i was helped by Erna myself"

"what the fuck, I just help lift the door" said erna

"yes, help means keep"

and the first day of Ludes..

when the next day goes on, sales still rame, but began to shrink sales, because usually zakia bring only two or three thousand left, the more days he brought, because the more he brought, until finally zakia brought it and only two buyers..

"you know for yourself, just how much practice"

"yes, where did the rest go?"

"i'm selling it outside of school, on the way home, there's a lot of kids buying it"

"luckily done"

"nah that"

eventually zakia changed direction, he moved to selling noodle packages..

he sells thin noodles, sugarcane noodles, curly noodles, there are also pedes, salted, to fried chicken noodles

same with the previous sale, at the beginning of a crowded up to a month running, until finally also deserted

that's how zakia is, not a desperate man every time he's lonely a customer..

until the time goes on, until finally we go to high school..

at the same school it turns out erna really still ngintilin zakia

erna is somewhat kuper (less association) so it is a bit difficult to make friends with new people.not the same as kia suple, anyone he saw yes he said too..

and when they, zakia and erna were not united in one class, at the beginning of the first entrance, did not make the friendship of the two finished just a little tenuous because zakia was busy with her merchandise..

while erna is busy with her work yes her name is also a teenager, in young age and extravagant pocket money, no wonder if erna often walk, hang out to eat, in contrast to zakia through youth with work..

the skiptime...

after graduating from school, when Erna decided to go to college, and zakia chose to fly to Bali...

"sure son?" ask zakia's mother

"yes buk, insyaallah, if this ngandelin kia continues there is no progress, there is always minimal, believe it is the same zakia buk"

and when Zakia left, when she got there, she was confused as to which way she should walk..

finally he contacted some of his friends who worked in the bali, but no one wanted to accept it for almost the same reason that his boarding house should not be occupied by foreigners, until finally... he gets a boarding place that fits his money...

"who are you here for?" ask mr. hereu. the owner of one of the boarding houses.

"i myself sir, I came here deliberately to find work, but I forgot that I needed a place to rest"

"how many days have you been here?"

"approximately 7 hours sir, that's me using the search for work"

"oh it's only been a few hours, yasudah it's at the very corner already"

"is the price really 200 thousand sir?"

"yes no, just that was once a warehouse, I've done it anyway, just a little narrow than the other that"

"oh yes, sir"

and the second day, Zakia was more eager to find work

"zakia, I've finally met you" said the queen..

the queen was a friend of the zakia school, but the queen could not resist zakia, she thought after refusing zakia stay in her place

"why queen?" ask zakia

"have you got a kost?"

"dapette"

"where?"

"it's a corner house"

"oh that, how much?"

"200"

"cook?"

"yes, cman is smaller than the others"

"oh kirain the same, cheap pantes, if you want to go to my hostel"

"loh, isn't it a boarding house you can't just haphazardly enter?"

"not that, then I worked on the report so it's not consistent"

"oh, yaudah gakpapa"

"where do you want to go?" ask the queen

"whether so, I can find where else, even though in this area I've been surrounded, just no one can"

"oh gini, what if you come with me?"

"where?"

"it's ayuk"

when it reaches its intended place

"what is this place queen?"

"you will also know when you enter first"

and after entering and the queen greeted one of the men there

"afternoon sir boss" said the queen

"afternoon, queen"

"sir, there's a vacancy, right?"

"oh still, you exist?"

"there's a. sir, know it, his name is zakia.."

"wow, zakia"

"ki, know this gin sir" said the queen

"call mr. gin, my name is ginanjar"

"oh yes sir, I'm zakia"

"zakia wants to work here?"

"what a job sir, I just have no experience"

mr. Gin glanced at the queen, and the queen only smiled

"ha.. You've never worked?"

"yes sir"

"how long to be riddled"

"still a day"

"oh. yaudah yaudah, gakpapa gakpapa"

"so what will I do later?"

"BO"

"BO what is it, sir?"

"BO is a booking"

zakia was shocked and her mind started to become negative.

"ha. gak ah sir, I'm looking for another one"

"loh ki, why" asked the queen

"you did so, you gave me" whispered zakia

"kia. dreadin first his work is not negative really"

and pak gin also explained that zakia work is the same as 1 girl friend and 3 boyfriend who have worked for 2 to 3 months each..

mr. Gin explained if his job is to accept the order system through the application where if anyone asks to accompany a meal, a walk around kuta, a road kulineran and other zakia must be ready to accompany

"but calm down, if there is anything beyond the limits of the requirements on the application, sexual harassment, humiliation and others I will intervene" said pak gin