
A week after my graduation from junior high school, I asked my parents for permission to find work in Jakarta.
Actually my grades are very good but because it is constrained by costs and I also do not want to bother my parents, I finally decided to work.
I went to Jakarta with a roommate, and who invited me to work was also still a neighbor in the village or could be said to be a distant brother.
In Jakarta I work at a roadside restaurant aka warteg. My salary at that time was quite decent, occasionally my friend and I were also taken for a walk by a stall I called him mas Ipong and mba Ida.
'' Deck eat donk, use omelet same vegetable bitter melon. Said the buyer.
I was put in a stall to serve my buyers and friends in the kitchen.
Warteg where I work is in front of the Bank BCA building in Menteng, central Jakarta.
In front of the stall there is a gas station that is not so big but always crowded with vehicles that will refuel.
One day the gas station in front of the stall was a fire because of the actions of smokers who throw their butts carelessly, a fire so big towered at once boisterous fire trucks arrived.
A month already I work in this shop, and in front of the construction of the gas station so that my warehouse is always crowded with visitors.
This is what makes the envy of the stalls next to me that are deserted by buyers even though the servants are quite beautiful.
Every day I was overwhelmed to serve the buyer and Ipong also intervened to help.
Maybe because of my inability to get sick three days I did not go to the stall.
'' This Muti Deck has a letter for you. Said Ipong mas who just came home from the stall.
'' Who are you from?? Ask me
'' I don't know the deck looks like it's from your admirer.
'' This is kidding.
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The next day I began to leave again for the stall, and the construction of the gas station in front seemed to be ready soon.
'' Deck, I think there is a tresno jalaran Soko kulino. Said Ipong, Frankly I didn't know what it meant
'' What does it mean to mas? Much
Mas Ipong also said love because it is used to, I still think what is ordinary??
'' Love because it is used to, usually often met. Say it again. There are also many fans of yours.
'' This can be.
Every 9 am on a normal day the luxury car entered the courtyard of the Bank BCA building, once intrigued who was in the luxury car.
The car stopped for a while like seeing something and finally another way into the courtyard of the building.
Lunch hour came, this is the time where I was busy serving buyers.
An OB came to the stall and always ordered the same vegetable menu that is sauteed pare sauteed Use red iris chili.
'' Deck get greetings from your fans? Say mas Ifan who sells magazines and snacks next to my stall.
'' Waalaikumsalam. Answer's short.
'' Do not send greetings back deck?
'' Gak ah later thought I was a girl. My speech.
The day began to run in the afternoon, after the usual ashar I will go home on foot to the house where I rest from the tiredness of the day work.
It did not feel four months I have worked in this shop, I decided to stop and go home.
Many felt lost and asked why I quit my job.
I also made excuses to follow Brother who is in the city of Kalimantan.