Superior Seedlings Mas Duda

New Job

Dini and I deliberately hid when the man approached the fence. It was seen Nita who had been playing mobile phones on the front porch of her room got up and met the man.

"Who are you, sir?" ask Nita to the man.

"Right Mbak Saras and Mbak Dini stay here?"

"Yes, right. Father from where? I'll call them later, "Nita is smart, just know we're waiting for who that guy is.

"I'm Mr. Damar's driver, he told me to pick them up" he explained, making me and Dini look at each other. Didn't expect Mas Damar to tell his driver to pick him up.

"Oh, yes. Alright. Just sit down, I call them first." Dini and I immediately went into the room and pretended not to know.

"Brace ... Saras, any guests, right?" Nita's call came from outside.

I who was behind the door immediately opened the door.

"Eh, Dini's here too. Coincidentally, you two are wanted by the elderly," said Nita Saraya pointing to the man waiting earlier.

"Ow, yes, thank you, yes, Nit" said Nita before she returned to her room.

I went out to meet the man who claimed to be the driver of Mas Damar. After a short chat, I went back to my room and agreed to get ready. He went back to his room and prepared.

After thirty minutes, it was finally here that we were, in a luxury car similar to Mas Damar. Just took care of his son a few weeks had been treated this well, let alone be his wife? Must be full service right, left, front, back, complete.

I don't know how long we were on the trip, Dini and I were both busy so we didn't have time to see how much time we took. Early busy taking pictures that he said he wanted to show off on his instagram, I myself was busy admiring this luxury car, while imagining sitting next to Mas Damar. His shahd.

The tall building was right in front of us. Usually during my holidays and Dini coincidentally together, we often pass this place when we want to walk. We always imagined what it would be like to wear office clothes and heels like those employees. Yes, we are that cheer.

After dropping us off, Mas Damar's driver told us to meet someone at the reception desk, she said the woman who would take us to meet Mas Damar.

"Sorry, Ma'am. What's the need? If the job vacancy, sorry we do not need a new employee," said one of the receptionist with a slightly jutek face.

Me and Dini look at each other, does our appearance look like people who need a job?

"Sorry, Ma'am. We want to meet Mas Damar," said I who made the menor lipstick mbak-mbak more and put the face of the jutek.

"We have an appointment, ma'am. Call Mas Damar now! And say Saras and Dini have come!" I don't lose songong.

We are a village, but we also have the pride we need to take care of. We are no longer here begging let alone making trouble, just as they treat us. Haven't known Saras yet.

"You're talking, huh? Sir, security guard! Please drive them out" he shouted at a security guard standing guard at the entrance. Feeling called, the security guard approached.

"Emperor them! Next time a stranger comes in, ask him what he needs. This is not a public road that can be passedat any time!" hardik that woman so arrogantly. I want it to feel like I'm stuffing that mouth with old socks that I haven't washed for a week, nyahook.

"But they're Mr. Damar's guests, Ma'am. Mr. Rusdi himself picked them up. Mr. Damar also called me if these mbak-mbak came, Mbak Mayang told to take them to meet him," explained Mr. Satpam.

The face of the make-up manor was immediately changed, which was full of anger is now increasingly reddish, either because of the more emotion because it feels humiliated or because shame has driven people away but the wrong target.

Without saying much more, he walked straight out of his room and drove us to Mas Damar. Some pairs of eyes were staring at us with a hard-to-understand look, some were even blatantly displaying a cynical smile. I looked at my appearance from top to bottom, then turned to look at Dini. There's nothing wrong, so why are they like that?

Madam Menor knocked on a room, after a moment of sounding authentic from within, she hinted at us entering. Seen there was Mas Damar carrying the Sky, he smiled when he saw us.

"Come in, Race, Din," he ordered that we gladly enter. I who had missed Sky immediately asked permission to take over carrying him, Mas Damar did not mind.

"So, gini, my purpose for sending you here is that I want you to work here as my thanks" explained Mas Damar who made me and Dini look with sparkling eyes.

"Make Early, I want you to work in this office as a marketing staff, see your basic who works in the store, I think you are capable in this field, how, Din? Agreed?" ask Mas Damar to Dini.

"Agreed, Mom. Totally agree. This has been my goal from a long time ago. Mamak must be proud of his son's office work," replied Dini with a big smile. Me and Mas Damar just smiled looking at her behavior.

"Make Saras, I want you to work at home, take care of the Sky. Eeh but that does not mean you become a baby sitter, you only need to watch and keep the Sky, later there will be a baby sitter that helps you take care of the Sky. I don't fully trust others yet, I'm afraid that yesterday's events are happening again, if there is you maybe I'll be calmer. How's it?" now change it to me. I thought for a moment about his offer. Not thinking of resisting, instead I was thinking, maybe this is the path of fate that makes me a hostess tomorrow. Thank you, Gusti.

"You're watching the sky enough. You are also in control of all of Langi's affairs. Clothes, milk, diapers, just about everything. You don't need to intervene, you just ask for help from other ART," explained Mas Damar again when I haven't given an answer. Maybe he's afraid I'm going to refuse, but who's going to turn down this diamond opportunity.

"Mau, Mum. I want to" answered enthusiastically. Don't just be a baby sitter, so mom just keep me going.

"OK, siip. So when can you start working?" Dini and I looked at each other. This job is definitely more promising than just keeping the store, but on the other hand ....