
It feels fresh and fragrant, the smell of pesing attached to my body is gone. I was also ready for my clothes. My hair is well-groomed, kiyis-kiyis anyway. I stood in front of a large mirror, making sure my appearance was tidy and perfect.
"It turns out I'm handsome too" I said. No one praises you better than praising yourself. But my looks are pretty good, especially my body. My body-fitting work uniform is very beneficial, so the muscles in my body can be printed and seen from the outside. It's worth the girls in the clamps factory when they see me.
The clock on the wall of the room shows at half an hour in the afternoon. Time to go if I leave now. My working hours start at one o'clock, my motorbike ride is about fifteen minutes but I prefer to arrive early. Understand, exemplary employee.
"Mom, I'm leaving first." I say hello to the mother who is still busy taking care of baby Sasha.
"Yes, be careful. No need to speed around with the bike," said the mother gave the same advice every day. Surely all parents will say such things to their children who will go to work.
"Yes Ma'am, Ehh this pretty boy hasn't been bobo noon..." Her face is as adorable as her mother's. Hihahi
"Yes this from earlier fussy do not want bobo."
"Hungry maybe ma'am, it's already noon." Kasian once a baby must often be left by his mother to work.
"But he's only five months old, Ris. Can't eat if you say midwife." Again mother cut my name so Ris, this burly boy why if called Ris, as if my name was Risa.
"Haris Ma'am.." dong protest.
"Yes yes. ehh this is how,. confused mother." It turned out that the little baby started crying and banging on my mother's face. I think I know why.
"Mom. He seemed to want to nen," I said until I gestured to mother.
"Geez I forgot, you're thirsty son. Sorry grandma yes... Let's go home, grandma wants to warm up some milk for you." Mom just left without caring about me who had been there. It seems like mom really enjoyed her time with baby Sasha. Maybe if I gave her a grandchild, her life wouldn't be lonely anymore.
I turned on my butut motor using my legs, it took a bit of struggle and energy to turn it on. Understandably the old motorbike so the starter button is no longer working.
"Finally on, too, let's go son." I pat my favorite bike and start pulling gas and go to the factory.
Heat, wind and dust are daily meals. Different from people who use cars everywhere. They should not be afraid of heat and rain. But I never feel ashamed of the situation, while still being able to eat then he will be grateful.
There's a turn in front, the factory I work at is close. The biggest fake hair factory in the area, I've been working here for almost three years. The work is not so heavy, just keep the security post in front and also around every two hours to check the security on the inside of the factory.
I parked my bike in the corner. Then I went to the security post. Apparently there's already Roni, my partner today.
"Hi Ron, it's coming, '" I said to a man two years older than me. He is also single like me. "Why is your face so tangled?" my many.
"That's from your fans. When can I get a fan like you." He was upset, apparently, because he saw a pile of gifts and food on the table intended for me.
"Patience bro, you are handsome. There must be a lot of people who want to be like you. If you want to take everything, I'll eat at home before I leave." I pat Roni on the shoulder. Strange indeed, she had a slightly saucer face than mine but the girls who worked in this factory preferred me.
I laughed crisply, there's just Roni. "Yes if you don't want to. I'll share it with the pedicab fathers then."
"Hhh wait, I asked for one deh. I happen to be also a laper," said Roni smilingly showing off her rows of teeth.
"More..." I also gave her a box of food. After this the rest I give to the pedicab fathers who rode around the factory.
"Alhamdulillah, another splash. Just so often, Haris." The faces that were no longer young and looked very exhausted looked bright after getting the food I shared.
"Together sir." I also returned to the guard post.
This is my job, keeping this fake hair factory safe. Who dares to mess around here will face me directly. Hehe... Gini-gini if against a thief or a gang of robbing I can defeat them myself. Hence here no one dares to do anything as long as there is me.
"Time to go around, come on.." take Roni, he's really excited when it's time to go around. Indeed the factory girls here are quite beautiful and sexy but still they can not beat the charm of Aunt Jelita.
"Come on. You lock the gate first," I said. Before being left inside the gate must be ensured to be locked. Danger if there are people who have no interest in entering without permission.
We also walked in tandem. This fake hair factory is quite spacious, there are several separate buildings and each building carries out different tasks. The number of employees is only thousands, imagine if they gather so one must be like a protest.
"Bro bro look at us, they see us" Roni said with a smile at the girls at work.
I looked in the same direction, and a group of unblinking girls saw me. Ck... indeed I dashing, but what need to until so see me.
"Ehh mas Haris same mas Roni again around yes," said one of the women who is one of the section managers. He is young and has been appointed as a manager, smart as well as him.
"Yes, Ayu, how is everything safe, right?" roni asked, if there's a beautiful woman she's definitely number one.
"Aman all mas, if there is a mas Haris no one dares to mess around." I am still the one being praised.
"Thank God, then we continue to tour again. Excuse me." I have to leave before the woman acts more.
"Ehh, wait!"
"Yes mbak," My gut feeling is bad when it's like this.
"Haris had eaten the food I had given him. How, how good is not my cooking?"
"Sorry madam, I just happened to eat at home so the food I share with the hungry than I throw away. May their prayers be a blessing to Ayu, nggih." I just left that woman who was upset. Ahh mbuh laah, if I serve them all instead of me being a bad man huh. It's better this way, right, I don't want to make them wish on something uncertain.