SIBURUK LOOKS LIKE AISYAH

FIRED

Asih exhaled his heavy breath. Hearing what Aisyah had just said, made the old woman feel bad." Don't talk like that, Shah! Because Auntie already thinks of your children, like Aunt's own grandchildren."

Aisyah concluded the smile on her face. The words that came out from Asih's lips, made the young mother's heart! Slightly warmed. The line of sight was unintentionally turned away. And shocked, when I found the time had shown at half-eight.

"Auntie, Sorry. I have to get to work." And his two eyes turned to his two daughters, who were finishing their chocolate milk "Bella! Sella! Mommy needs to go to work now. Remember, Don't be naughty! And do not argue with Oma Asih. Do you understand?!" Aisyah pressed her words, while telling her two daughters.

"Good, Mommy...We won't be naughty." answered the two at the same time.

Summing up the smiles on the faces, and looking at his two daughters affectionately. Sprinkle a brief kiss on each cheek, daughter! Before saying goodbye.

"Alright, then Mommy goes first," said Aisyah, by stepping outside from inside the house.

****

Aisyah's face was immediately panicked, when she arrived at her workplace, the time was already eight o'clock. His two legs stepped in haste, which led him to his boutique where he worked.

The journey is new in part, when Aisyah stopped - when she found one of her coworkers, out of the boutique with tears.

Astonished face, found his friend who was crying, to make the young mother was hit by question marks. What's actually going on?

"Sila.." cried Aisyah at the fat girl, who made a step while she was swinging to a halt.

Reversing her body, and from afar Sila found Aisyah who was approaching her with a little running.

"Anisa.." he muttered, with eyes constantly staring at Aisha.

"Why are you crying, please? What's up?" Aisyah squinted her two eyes, as a result of curiosity that immediately enveloped her.

A hiccup due to crying, try Sila redam. The pounding tears that almost spilled back out, he rubbed quickly and tried to smile at Aisyah who was looking at him curiously.

"I'm fired, Nisa!"

"Fired?" Aisyah's eyeballs are more fully rounded, so that the glint on her two black eyes is so visible.

"Yes, I'm fired. And there's some of our friends too, some of them in PHK."

"Are you serious, please?" ask Aisyah to make sure, what will be conveyed by her co-workers

"Yes, Shah! And I'm asking you to be strong."

A wrinkle was immediately visible on Aisyah's face, with two eyes looking at Sila full of probes, as the answer that had just flowed from her mouth.

"Ma...you mean, I got fired too?"

Please nod slowly, framed also with his shoulder face, staring at Aisyah who glared at his two eyes.

"I ask you to be strong, Shah! Because it looks like Mr. Rendra, seeing from the appearance and physique of his employees." he replied, and resumed the step without caring about Aisyah who looks shocked.

The self was immediately hit by misgivings, if true he was really fired. Exhaling her breath firmly, and trying to strengthen that heart.

"I have to make sure myself." he muttered by returning to continue that step.

Choosing to ignore, with a foot swing continued Aisyah swinging at the manager's room.

Exhaling his long breath, a moment so great in Aisyah - so that he is not fired.

Braving herself, and preparing that mentality, Aisyah swung her hand to knock on the door body.

"Now...." The voice of Mr. Rendra was heard from inside the room.

Opening the door of the room, and finding the intense gaze of the middle-aged man.

"Good morning, sir!" greet Aisyah, who was trying to give a smile.

"Morning." she replied with an unusual look, giving a slightly tense atmosphere.

The slender body was already anchored, on a chair. Silent for a moment, letting a quiet atmosphere envelop the room. When the self will issue a question, immediately the lips were again tightly bound, when the two eyes caught a white envelope that had just been taken by his manager, from the drawer of the workbench.

Aisyah's two eyes were more rounded, and she was further stricken with anxiety if she was actually fired. With a slight roughness, Rendra placed a white envelope inside which already contained money, and displayed a low grin on Aisyah.

"What is this, sir?!" ask Aisyah with two more rounded eyes, will be curious.

Rendra gave a small grin. Got a confused face, Aisyah! Who looked at him curiously.

"I guess without me explaining you already know. It's severance pay for you, and you I fired. And I think this money is enough for you to whiten that little black of yours. Because for now, the appearance is very supportive so that someone can get a job."

Aisyah smiled bitterly. He did not step in, he would be fired from the job, because of his bad-ass and not his work performance. The look in his eyes was so murderous, as the two eyes were staring fully at Rendra.

"Oh...So because of that, you fired me. It turns out that the Father is just like the others, who look at people from appearance. And when you fired me, and my colleagues - did you not see yourself in front of the mirror." Aisyah grinned, looking at Rendra who was immediately looking seriously at her.

"What do you mean?!" The tone had started to rise from before, when emotions had already been provoked.

Aisyah, chuckle softly. "I also wonder why Mr. Wahyu as the owner of the boutique still hires the Father here. But when viewed in terms of appearance, the Father was no different from me. His stomach is fat...And bald-headed."

Rendra is so inflamed. The wrinkles on the old man's face increasingly enveloped, wrapped in reddening on his face due to emotions that had already erupted.

"Go from my room. Go..!! Before I call security to drag you, out of this boutique."

Aisyah immediately got up from her seat with a bit of roughness, until the sound of friction of the chair was heard. His hand reached for the white envelope, and immediately passed outside after saying goodbye to the man who was already his former Manager.

"Father does not need to bother calling security, because I can go outside on my own from this place." exclaimed Aisyah by passing by.

****

The swing of the step Aisyah swung quickly, as both her legs passed through in a boutique where the gazes of the people inside there were looking at her strangely, and there were also those who were laughing at her.

"Basin' ugly man! Fat man! Baldies! What a good thing he is, to call me that." All the swearing Aisyah uttered, when she was already outside the boutique.

The two feet continued to step, regardless of the sunlight that had started to burn the skin. She tried hard, and showed that she was okay. But when the faces of her two daughters flashed again, the young mother could no longer hold back her tears. Step aside, and put all those cries behind the wall, so that no one can see them.

"Basin' ugly man! Fat man! As if, he fired me. Oh...Lord....What trials have you put into my life..." Aisyah continued to cry, when she broke the sigh she felt.