The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 5

"PROMAN!!"

An oriental-faced nun grumbled in cantonese out of Zehan's room after a loud object clashed with glass. Aunt Lynn who heard from the tivi room could only sigh.

"hahhh, I have to change nurses again" he lamented as he picked up the phone lying on the table.

"Zi, it looks like your sister needs someone mentally resilient" Aunt Lynn wrote on the green app.

In a museum gallery, Zia was sitting with her hand rested on her knees covering her face that was riled thinking about her brother Zehan. Since they came to Hong Kong, originally the behavior of temprament Zehan is still ordinary and even tends to be normal, but somehow lately Zehan is increasingly becoming, anything can make him offended, but, not to mention that he often throws things if his anger has been crushed. And the incident this time must have made the nursing home guard definitely ask to return to the home.

"Why Zi?" asked Ling Xie his new friend whom he had only known since he worked.

"My sister, she went berserk again, my mother said today she threw her nurse away until she threw a glass at the nurse. It's not right because my sister's intention is just to scare the nurse into stopping taking care of her." explained Zia with a gloomy face.

"Hmm so, huh? how do you take it from the agency. Usually the children are usually mentally resilient" said Ling Xie trying to provide a solution.

"What can? We're new here?"

"Why not as long as you can afford them the agency can help you"

"You know about that I'm not worried. I can ask my husband, although I actually have some doubts because this is Hong Kong."cicit Zia resigned.

"Can, I just take someone from your country, as long as your income is above 20,000$Hk it can, you just come to the agency office, do an interview, do an interview, but usually if they already have their experience will indeed be the price" said Hanna who is Singaporean.

"True, after all your status here resident, must be good" Ling Xie chimed in.

"Hmm so you can introduce me to the Agency and if you can today too" said Zia with a clear face.

"Well what if later in the afternoon, I'll arrange with my Agency acquaintances, and I can make sure their credibility is good, my assistant is good enough, deft, good at cooking, language is also smart, maybe because he Ex, maybe because he is, by the said he is from Maluku" explained Hanna looks enthusiastic. Hearing this, Zia decided that day to go to Hanna's contact agency that day after they worked.

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At 5 pm, Zia's car was parked on the shoulder of the road in front of the agency acquaintance Hanna. Hanna introduces Zia to Micky sir who according to Zia is very friendly, he is a man who may not be far adrift with uncle Yohan, and who would have thought he turned out to be fluent in Indonesian, he is a man who may not be too old, it turns out that Mr. Micky does have a wife from Indonesia who was once the son of his own agency. Although a little pessimistic Zia must still express the specifications of the person who can roughly be made her brother. Simple tasks, just enough to keep and take care of all the needs of his brother alone for 24 hours, which means he will have to share the room with his brother. Mr. Micky looked serious and nodded to understand the problem that Zia was experiencing, as well as the criteria that Zia wanted.

"It just so happens that we have some people who might be suitable for Zia, I briefly call ya" said Mr. Micky, calling Alin, his wife's assistant to call the children who are looking for a new opportunity as well, on average, because the contract has expired so they live while there also in the boardinghouse provided by Mr. Micky as their channeling agency.

Not long ago Alin also came with 4 women on average in their 30s probably terka Zia, until stopped at Hasya who smiled at him. Zia was stunned for a moment to see Hasya who looked different from the previous 3 women. Zia noticed Hasya from top to bottom until repeatedly.

"This one really works as a TKW?" point Zia unknowingly towards Hasya while looking at Micky's smiling sir looking at Zia's reaction.

"She Miss, I am indeed TKW, is there a problem?." said Hasya a little ketus.

"Yes my model, bobo majalan model! Himself has a very oriental face, until I think you are a real Dhai-dhai people here "the great-grandson of Hasya ketus. Instead of being offended when hearing Hasya's response, Zia smiled broadly, because she felt that the woman was suitable for perhaps countering her brother's explosive temper this late. With the spirit of Zia immediately pulled Hasya to the table Mr. Micky, while the others returned boardinghouse, while Hasya was even confused when instead he was the chosen one even they had not introduced themselves. And maybe Hasya's attitude just now was too bold for someone who was going to be a maid.

Zia then sat opposite Hasya who still looked confused by the behavior of women in front of him while holding Hasya's hand as if he hoped he could accept the job he would offer her.

"Are you confused?" Zia smiled kindly, when she saw the look on Hasya's face that still looked frowning, Hasya just replied with a nod of the head.

"Yes yes," Hasya was still cengo.

"ekhems.. Ok, sorry. Hmm Ok. First we know first" said Zia while thrusting her hand that looks white, smooth and certainly smooth. Although somewhat doubtful Hasya also welcomed Zia's hand to get acquainted.

"My name is Zia Anandari Hirawan, but you can call me Zia aja" said Zia friendly without stale and without jaim-jaim. Maybe because they're the same age. But such a scene is a very rare event, where a prospective employer is very suave trying to make comfortable prospective workers, certainly makes some people who are there a little surprised, made a little wonder, but to be surprised they also ended up justifying him after knowing that Zia was Indonesian as well.

"I'm Jung Hasya Ophe.l"

"Vaitten...Jungian.. Hasya ?"

"Yes Jung Hasya Ophelia, why?" hasya's return was made stupefied by Zia's behavior.

"You sure you're Indonesian?"

"I was born in Bandung mom, it just happens that my dad is Korean, my mother is Bandung native," explained Hasya scowled a bit annoyed.

"Ahh deserved that" said Zia while crossing her legs but did not look arrogant at all.

"Try it, you tell me first why you can be TKW when your father is an outsider, in terms of physical and body gesture, I guess you are not from the bottom, right?" Hasya is actually reluctant to answer the strange questions asked by Zia if not because she is her prospective employer, because she thinks it is too personal to tell the person she just met. Moreover, people in Agensy will consider it like bragging about his past which is arguably very adequate.

"My father was a real person there, married to my mother then opened a garment business but was fooled by his friend who embezzled company money under the pretext of business development investment but instead was brought away, he said, then my father's business went bankrupt until the company and all assets were confiscated by the bank. My mother worked odd jobs, to cover the needs of family expenses including the medical expenses of my father who was struck by a stroke after several weeks declared bankrupt. I had time to go to college but only 1 semesteer I finally decided to leave, then I worked for the manufacturer but still did not cover the cost of family needs and then I decided to become TKW alone." explained Hasya sigh. Zia's facial ripples looked like someone who would cry while listening to Hasya's story.

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