
This morning, I was dressed neatly with a map containing job application papers. Yes, last month I just finished my vocational school.I had to hurry up and try to get a job. I'm the only child my father and mother had after my brother died two years ago, my mother's father was too old to work, so I was their only hope.
"Mom, sir, I'm leaving. Pray for me ma'am, hope you get a job today." I asked for my mother's prayer.
"Go son, our prayers are with you. Take care of yourself." Said the father while rubbing my head when I kissed his hand when he was about to leave. Then I just hugged with a hopeful look.
I was planning to go to a famous shoe company in my area, I heard there was a need for a lot of women. I went by public transport, I happened to be sitting next to a grandmother, she was so friendly to me.
"Where are you going, son?" Said the grandmother.
"I'm looking for a job, Grandma." Answer's short.
"Your face reminds Grandma of someone, son." Condense the two shades of Grandma who from the beginning I came to look at me closely.
"Oh so, must be someone very Grandma cntai?" I asked while looking at her face that remained beautiful at her old age.
"Daughter, your face reminds Grandma of Grandma's daughter who died 7 years ago, Grandma misses her so much." He sagged, shedding tears.
Immediately I hugged her and calmed her down, I remembered my long-lost Grandmother.
After all the job application process was completed, I also rushed home because I was worried about the condition of the Father and Mother who had often been sick. May there be a call tomorrow, I hope.
Two days passed and there was no call, ah tomorrow I decided to try to apply for a job somewhere else I thought.
A few minutes later my phone rang,
"Hello, is this with Humaira? I from PT Ammar Jaya would like to inform you that your application is accepted, please come tomorrow morning at 07:00 for the first day of training at PT Ammar Jaya. Thanks." With immediate happiness I told Mom and Dad.
The first day of training went well, but still I found a familiar gaze for me from the first time I set foot in this company. Who's He? why does he look at me so closely, with facial expressions that I can't understand, like there's hate in it, but what's wrong with me? I murmured in my heart. But again I tried to dismiss everything I thought about the young man who always looked at me.
A week ago I was working there, this afternoon when I was resting, I passed him "the man who always looked at me fixedly from a distance, now He is in front of me." I said in my heart. I just looked down and passed. I took my lunch and ate it.
"So I saw Mr. Adryan walking down the canteen, tumben once. It's rare that he's willing to go to a lower-class employee's diner like us." Another woman next to me.
"Dad, tumben. That handsome is not him?moreover, wear a navy color shirt earlier, uuuh handsome white skin more looks glowing and clean, rich again tp dear jutek!" Answer other women.
Oh, maybe what they meant was the guy I was seeing, because other than him no one wears navy shirts, all employees wear white uniforms.