The Love of Miss Ojol

The Love of Miss Ojol
Rich Tom and Jerry



After exiting the campus courtyard Ara stopped his motorbike in front of a sugarcane ice sales person.


"The iceberg dong one pack," pinta Ara.


"Well neng," Brother began to wrap Ara's order.


"Thank you bang" Ara gave the money to the sugar cane ice seller.


"Huh segernya," Ara enjoyed a refreshing gulp of ice in the midst of the intense hot weather. He was still sitting on his bike.


"You looking for a job?" Sok familiar sugar cane ice seller brother.


Ara frowned. "From where do you know that I'm again seeking the rich work of shamans, aja" Ara's inner.


After he saw the white shirt uniform and the black subordinate he was wearing then he realized what the person meant.


"Eh yeah bang," Ara replied with a smile.


"Where are you looking for a job?" ask again.


"Not knowing the bang," Ara replied as she sucked up the sugar cane ice.


"Try to apply for work in the offices so that the pay is good," suggested the brother of the sugar cane ice seller.


"Yagh bang I am just a high school graduate who is willing to accept," replied Ara.


"Yagh neng now will play neng connection so the education of the second mah, it will be beautiful" said Si Abang.


"Damnah this is my brother who wants to be told to sell himself," Ara's mind.


"Ah brother can, already yes bang must nyari nih work," said Ara left Si Abang a sugar cane ice seller.


Ara started looking for a job. But until evening he did not get a suitable job. What is meant is that it does not clash with his college schedule.


"Udah adzan maghrib aja, mending me to stop by prayer at the mosque first time yes," said Ara speaking to himself.


Then after Ara finished praying he accidentally met a woman who works as an online ojek. Ara knew when the woman was carrying a jacket that was put on the side during prayer.


At that time Ara had the idea to apply as ojol. "Gue asked me that time yes, I wait until he finished praying first deh," said Ara.


After the woman in front of him opened her face, Ara approached and then she ventured to ask.


"Excuse me mbak, I'm Ara, I can know how not to register as an ojol like mbak?" ask Ara carefully.


"Oh you want to go to bed as a bully?" ask them back.


"Know my name is Siti," Mbak Siti reached out her hand towards Ara and Ara greeted the hand of Mbak Siti.


"Why do you want to be ojol, so ojol tuh heavy risk know that the narik girls," said Mbak Siti.


"Yes, but I need a job" said Ara.


"Have you graduated from school?" ask Mba Siti.


"It's my mom, I'm also in college," Ara honestly.


"Ow so you're looking for a job to pay for your college tuition, huh?" Siti made her own conclusions. Ara just nodded. In fact, he actually wanted to get money to pay for the compensation of the car he hit.


"This is ojol mbak's office address, you can come now if you really need it, he closed at 7 pm" said Mbak Siti.


"Thank you" Ara's heart was delighted to meet such a kind person as Ms. Siti.


Ara rushed forward his motorbike to the ojol office. Shortly thereafter Ara arrived in front of the gate of the office ojol in question.


"What are there needs?" ask a security officer on duty.


"I want to apply for a job here, sir" said Ara finished taking off her helmet.


"Owh is about to close down, please meet the leader coincidentally still inside," the security guard was friendly to Ara and showed the room where Ara could submit his application.


"Thank you sir" said Ara.


"Congratulations from tomorrow you can work like everyone else" the female lead Ara greeted Ara.


"Thank you ma'am" Ara stretched out her hand.


"Allah, O Allah, I have finally got a job, it is time to go home" said Ara.


"Where is it, accepted?" ask Mr. Sattam.


"Accepted dong sir," said Ara.


"Yes already starting tomorrow do not forget to miss the office before starting ngojek ya," said Mr. Sattam directing.


"Ow that's it," Ara just found out.


"Yes, tomorrow morning also do not forget to bring the helmet and jacket," said Pak Satpam whose age may be similar to Ara's father.


"Ready boss," Ara replied excitedly.


Then Ara went home.


"Assalamualaikum, Ara came home," cried Ara who had just entered the door.


"Waalaikumsalam, are we still up until night, son?" asked Bu Mia who welcomed her son's return.


"She's a normal college kid is not necessarily home," Ara lied to her mother.


"But you're not a macem, are you, son?" ask The Mother.


"God willing, ma'am" Ara tried to calm her mother's heart.


"Thank God, I hope you can take care of yourself son," said Ms. Mia.


"Any boss, ma'am Ara laper today what's mom cooking?" ask Ara.


"Mother cook your favorite soto rice, let's eat together," said Ms. Mia.


"Lho haven't eaten yet?" ask Ara.


"No, I'm waiting for you to come home" said Ms. Mia.


"Tomorrow if it's time to eat a meal mother just don't have to wait for Ara ntar sick heartburn you know,"


"Yes yes," Ara and her mother headed to the kitchen to get some food.


The next day Ara followed OSEK the second day on his campus.When Ara just got off the bike a handsome man approached Ara.


"Heh hick girl how have you got a job?" radith asked with her masculine voice.


Hearing the same question from Radith, Ara felt annoyed. He narrowed his eyes looking sharply at Radith.


"Udah, so elo calm a month I can pay my first installment to elo," ketus Ara answered Radith's question.


"Can't my car should be taken to the workshop immediately, I want the money now," Radith's hand held up but Ara instead patted her hand.


"Nglunjak ya lo, you think this is the time of Bandung Bondowoso who can build the temple overnight huh?" Ara raised her tone intonation.


Ara and Radith stared intently at each other. Didu came to break up the quarrel between the two.


"Heh you guys this is why every time you meet always fight rich Tom and Jerry," asked Didu did not understand their childish attitude.


"Shut up" said Ara and Radith simultaneously.


"If you don't want to nuggu until I payday is up, the important thing is I've tried to make dapetin money you ask," Ara growled at Radith.


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Keep supporting the author's work yes dears, love like the same gift do not stingy rich Radith.