Sendu Sweetener
PS 4 - Fired
The sun showed his cheerful face. For some times the look of his carefree face is very inversely proportional to me. My face was grim looking at the clockwork that kept mocking hinting at me misfortune.
I have to what now? I have to go to my workplace, but I haven't made breakfast for my mom yet. Without thinking anymore, I ran to the kitchen and immediately made a meal for my mother and then fed her.
"Mama, Ara work first." I said. He kissed both my mother's cheeks and forehead gently with a smile.
I hurried off to the Bread Shop where I worked. But why does it seem that today luck is not on my side.
Look, there's not a single public transport heading in the direction I'm working. I glanced at the watch and glared and ran as fast as I could. Stupid time with these new shoes.
"Sorry lady, s-sa-ya late." I said as I arrived at the store.
My 35-year-old boss looked at me with a stare as if to say 'Now what else?' to me. I apologized many times, but the look on his face remained so.
"I've often given you time off work so far. But if it continues like this, my store will quickly go out of business. So as I promised you last week if you're more than an hour late here, you I'm fired" said Mrs.
"Sorry madam, I promise I won't repeat the same thing." I said one last time. Trying to put on the most beautiful face I have.
"No. There have been too many promises I heard from your mouth Ara, now accept this severance pay. And from now on you are no longer an employee here" said Madam thrusting a brown envelope, then set foot into her private room.
"But, New!" I don't agree. How could this possibly happen.
No. gabe. I don't want to be fired for now, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or anytime. No. gabe. I don't Want to.
"Don't fire me, Him." I said trying to scream.
My boss has entered his room. I immediately ran to chase but the room was directly impaled from inside.
"Him, please don't fire me." I pleaded.
But there are no words. Only my coworkers came up to me patting my back, then returned to work looking at me with pity.
I decided to go out. Sometimes in moments like this. I just want to cry in someone's arms. My head suddenly felt dizzy. The water continues to harden. I could only walk until a solid thing hit my head. I don't want my consciousness to recover.
"Aw!" ringisku while holding my head.
I immediately circulated my gaze and looked for the person who had thrown the damn solid thing at me.
Not far from my existence. I saw a man.
His face was familiar to my eyes. The clear-eyed man. Nope. I did not discuss about the novel by Habirrahman El Shirazy is also the title Bidadari Bering Bening-Eyed clear-eyed man.
Thats enough. I don't want this discussion to find no common ground. I need to wake up quickly. And here I am with a hundred percent pol consciousness.
I returned the man's eyes that were completely clear. He's the same person, someone who's very annoying and fun at one time.
Let me underline, it was fun just because he wanted to buy me no more shoes.
"Elo?"
"You?!"
"Yes you."
"Haha!" crispy laugh.
Is this my mother's legacy? Because, someone once said that an intelligent child is born by an intelligent mother and vice versa. Butno. It must not be from my mother. It must be because I never wanted to learn.
Out of annoyance at being laughed at by that man. I also chose to walk and not care about the strange person. Anyway I'm upset with him. Who wouldn't be upset trying? If you were laughed at like that.
"Life is, I don't want to be friends with me. Though I have done well but why today I am not welcomed the same good thing too?! Aih, man." I said, while walking away from the strange man earlier.
Although he had bought me a new pair of shoes, I would not deal with him anymore.
His style is rancid, seen once he is typical of a man who will never give credit to women.
His smile was also opium, it was definitely one of his precious assets that he used to date cheap women. Hmh!
"Where are you going?" ask the man.
As if he didn't want to end our meeting, he walked off my pace.
"You want the angel Izrail to take your life." I said ketus. I hastened my steps.
"Hahahaha.." the laugh came off. I don't want to look at him.
O Allah, please do not let this heart be possessed by supernatural beings.
His laughter was so loose that he was happy, and his dimples were so perfect on his cheeks.
Shit, is he happy after laughing at me? Men are less asem. -my inner doomed him.
But I admit that he is very handsome.10 out of 10 if I may judge him.
I pinched my arm, in order to escape his alluring temptation. I don't want to quickly conclude that I'm in love because my heart keeps singing-again kasmaran in there.
After all, I also do not want to be entangled in his charms, it will definitely hurt, because he is not a good man from the way he behaved since the beginning of the meeting, is that right?
"Don't follow me again! Why'd you really follow me, huh?" my, growled.
It seems that he keeps following me. His face hinted that he wanted to say something I didn't know what. I don't give a shit. I just want to get away from him.
"Follow me" he said, as if he could read my mind. He stepped forward. And in my heart I complained that his body from behind was amazing, he was like a famous artist who is now being aggressively loved by girls.
Instantly I woke up. He's not someone I deserve to approach. I prefer to be close to rich men who are sweet than rich men who are difficult to guess his personality. I smiled inwardly, silently turning around. Let him walk alone.
Wait for. Why can I tell you he's a hard man to guess? Ah, nevermind. Obviously I should leave him.
Just let him chatter alone.
I turned around while giggling slowly. Then walk casually enjoying the rain. There is nothing wrong with rain. He just came to remind me where I could hide everything. Also my place is quiet to say a prayer.
People say there are good times in the world to pray one of them when it rains.
"Gue said follow me! Why even leave it?" said. Suddenly he was beside me.
"There is no article that obliges me to follow all the elo will." I said. While walking.
"Follow me once. After that it's up to you to go wherever I don't care" he said, pulling my hand.
