The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 37: Although not handsome, but always in front!

Cak Sam was already lying weakly on the hospital bed when Paijo came. Various medical devices were already attached to the body of the noble-hearted old man. Outside the room, Bejo with an anxious look was still faithfully waiting for his jury to wake up.

Paijo's breathing was still panting, "Where is Mbah?! What's going on?"

"Heart attack, unconscious." Bejo looked at Paijo with a look of pity. "The doctor said we should keep praying. May there be a miracle."

Paijo walked gontai into the room Cak Sam. His heart breaks to find the reality, if he is too busy working. Lack of attention and not paying attention to the health of his grandfather. Paijo felt guilty and useless. When he didn't know who to lean on, his grandfather accepted with open arms. But when he found his world, he forgot and drowned.

"I'm sorry, sorry...." Paijo sobbed in tears beside Cak Sam. Honestly, he was afraid to leave. Inwardly, Paijo promised to take care of his grandfather as best he could.

"Whatever Mbah wants, Jo will definitely try to fulfill it. Get up quickly Mbah. Doesn't Mbah still owe me a science that hasn't been taught to me."

Jo dialogues without answers. Only the sound of the monitor displaying the Cak Sam heart rate chart filled the room.

Day changes night, night changes morning. Paijo looked after his own grandfather, he only left the room when he was going to buy food and came back in a hurry. Paijo didn't want to when Cak Sam opened his eyes, there was no self beside him. Tired of course, but he did not give up. Paijo is sure Cak Sam will wake up and be healthy again.

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Since he realized that he was threatened in a match again, Saras was determined to find a job. Looking for job vacancy information from anywhere, ask a classmate also he tried. Send applications by email or post. Anyway, any way he has to work immediately. To have a reason to keep his promise. Although the reason is very classic, busy working.

The news that Cak Sam was hospitalized also made him more worried. Poor Paijo, therefore Saras chose not to tell stories and would only add to the burden of the mind of the man he loved so much.

"How is Mbah Sam?"

"Still the same, no progress yet,"

Saras stared pityfully at Paijo who looked increasingly thin with blackened eye bags. Must be a lack of sleep. "I went to Malang? I can help 'you to take turns keeping watch."

Paijo smiled faintly, "No need, just pray. You've been accompanying me like this, I'm happy."

"Btw, how is there a work call?"

"Where are you sending your applications?"

Paijo looked at Saras's grunting face in the air. Makes himself anxious. If it were nearby, Jo would have stuck Saraswati's cheek. "Searching for work is difficult, only now oh I feel. No channel, it's hard."

"What is it?"

"Yes, no matter how high our education, will lose the same that has an insider connection. Even so the builders porters also now have to bring someone. Hla me? pure without frills gawanan insiders. I have to wait,"

"He must be sure, if the people become insiders, you are more powerful, God's guardianship is taala." Paijo chuckled after saying that.

"Aaa. That's right! nothing is impossible. There is a will, there it is a way."

"Oh. ya ngiming-ngiming like ram-but"

Tut..!

Their chatter was interrupted suddenly, the cellphone screen that had been filled with Paijo's face suddenly died. Since then, the signal has been stable.

"Well.kog broke up!" though it has not given me his time if Paijo haircut. Her hair is long. Even if it's not good looking, if it's neat it'll be nice to look at." Saras muttered to himself.

Paijo only realized if the phone battery is lowbat to the point of death. Bad habit. "Ahh... was Saras saying what?"

"But..but.., ram-but? which hair or hair?" Paijo confused himself, scratching his armpit hair which suddenly itched.

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A week later, Saras' heart was a little relieved. He is so grateful, it turns out that it is true when we only depend on God everything feels easy. Last night while he was playing the tree-planting Cophee game, one email came in. When he opened it turned out to be a reply from one of the companies he sent a job application yesterday. Saras was asked to come for an interview test today.

The location of the company is also quite close, located in the industrial area of Semarang. Saras solidified his heart, even though this was his first experience. Armed with the science and knowledge he had gained from college for nearly four years, he should already be confident.

PT. ASIA MAJU ABADI, Saras briefly Googling earlier. A large company that produces jeans with a well-known brand. Its production is even exported to the United States, India, Thailand, Hong Kong, and other countries.

"Excuse me sir, introduce my name Saraswati."

The fierce-faced thick-moustached guard, glanced at Saras at a glance. "Something to help!?"

Saras threw a smile, the sweetest. Let it melt his fierce face.

"I got an interview call today, can I meet Mr Jamalga?"

"Here it says, I have to see him" Saras pointed out, there must be authentic evidence for him to be given permission to enter.

"Ohhhh.. Please come with me!"

"Sorry, is that my bike is it safe in the parking lot there?"

The face of the security guard is still fierce. "Bring in! the parking lot of this factory is still spacious if only to accommodate your motorbike!"

I want it to feel Saras feed Pak Satpam's mouth this one with gold fat belonging to Hj. Cumbrous. Just become a security guard, Songong. Saras just kept quiet, holding back the annoyance. After moving his motorbike he rushed to follow the long footsteps of Mr. Satpam who did not have sweetness.

"Please sit down first. Mr. Jamal hasn't arrived yet, maybe about fifteen minutes to go." Saras. He sat on the couch not far from the reception desk. Fifteen minutes, not a long time. Hopefully the one waiting for you will come soon.

Saras busied himself with a message with Paijo. His girlfriend just took a shower. Saras had to be understood when Paijo said he had not had time to cut his hair. She couldn't leave Mbah Sam to just trim her hair in the salon.

The glass door opened, two handsome men passed through Saraswati. One of the men glanced at Saras, with a dazzling look. The other man walked straight without looking. From Saras' seat, he could hear clearly. If the beautiful woman standing behind the reception desk greets the two men.

"Good morning, sir..."

"You've been waiting, today you have an interview with Ma'am over there!"

The handsome but annoying looking man just nodded and walked back after the other man.

Obviously, maybe that guy's Jamalga. The other man, definitely his boss. Despite being equally handsome, his name was definitely a more prominent good-looking boss.

Saras istighfar in heart, Saraswati conscious! even if your boyfriend isn't so handsome. But he's kind and Ter everything. Best, dearest, trusted, and always ahead! Why it feels more like a motor advertising slogan than a compliment. wkwkwkwk....

"Saraswati, you are asked to enter Mr. Jamalga's room. Please come with me, let me take you!"

The deg! deg! deg!

Saras' heart was beating, not falling in love anymore. It's called nervousness, nervous moments during interview tests. Come on Saraswati, all is well.

For reasons not to be immediately betrothed.

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Hi how are you? always be healthy, amen.

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