The fragile heart of women

Chapter 4. Go to the paper mill to apply for a job.

One week had passed, Tama finally worked in a grocery store not far from Wira's contract, while I decided to apply for work in various companies using the diploma I had. I used to work in a shop with Tama, but I didn't feel at home.

I decided to quit the store and chose to apply for jobs at companies using my diploma. Wira and Tama once advised me to work at a food stall in a tent stall on the side of the road near the contract, but I refused.

This is the third day I went to apply for a job after two days ago my application was rejected by three companies at once, for the same reason, which is because I have no work experience. I don't want to give up, today I decided to go to a paper mill in the capital. My friend, Wira, told me that the factory was in need of employees.

"Why don't you come work at the grocery store with me, Ta?" tama said before she went to work at the grocery store.

"I want to work in an office, if not a factory employee" I replied.

"Yes, it's up to you. I went to work first, hopefully this time you will be accepted!" pamit Tama down the stairs.

We still live in three Wira rented, because we do not have the money to pay the contract by ourselves. Good thing Wira is a good friend. He treated us like his own brother. Although Wira was a man, but he did not use this opportunity to do evil. She still values us as a woman.

The rented mother wants to accept you to stay with Wira, because Wira told the rented mother if you are her brother from the village. "Yes!" I shouted from upstairs when my friend Tama was already downstairs.

"What's wrong?"

"Now!" I threw a paper that I had squeezed so it was shaped like a ball.

I saw Tama look difficult trying to open and tidy up the paper that has been tangled.he read carefully the writing I wrote on the paper. " Talangi used to wear your duwit!"

"Okay, siip!" he then shouted after reading the writing on the crumpled sheet of paper.

I wrote that Tama should not forget to buy me a sanitary pad at her place of work and the need to take a shower and to wash clothes, he said, because my sanitary napkin supplies and bath soap and laundry soap for washing clothes belong to Wira has been exhausted, while my money has been very thin.

I was also getting ready to go and apply for a job. I went to the paper mill on public transport. "Where are you going Neng?" ask the driver.

"To the paper factory sir!" my spoken.

"Oh .. okay!" said the driver immediately understood, because the paper factory in this place there is only one.

Thirty minutes I was in the transport to the paper mill, finally we arrived at the factory. I got off the armature and walked forward, standing next to the door to the left of the driver's father, sitting at the wheel. "How much Sir?" ask me to the driver angkot.

"Ten thousand, Neng!" replied the driver. I handed over ten thousand dollars and said thank you to the driver. While I was walking, I accidentally hit a man.

"Well, sir, I didn't mean it" I said, bowing my head without daring to look at the face of the man I hit.