The Primadona

Chapter 13 For the sake of Halal

Demi Lebel Halal's

Memories of genuine, true love, which has always made the conscience still reigns I have left as the wheels of the car speed through the streets of Jakarta Metropolitan City.

While still a position on the way soon I contacted Widya Chandra. Apparently he was at home, I kept driving the speed of the car and finally arrived too.

Title .. tit.

Widya Chandra came out when she heard the sound of my car horn in the front yard. He came out to welcome me and returned the key I had placed on him.

I asked him if he had any job information, but he had not given any good news, but a speck of hope was in Dimas Anggara Prayoga, he needs employees because one of the most employees he believes will be taking time off for the next few months.

"Yes, it's been a while since we hang out in the cafe and make it clear, Bum!" widya Chandra exclaimed just before she went back inside her house.

"Yes, may it be my fortune, Wid," I replied as I sauntered into the house.

"Yes, I hope you get into her criteria, too. Bum!" widya Chandra then vanished from my sight.

I can only say his words in my heart. After entering the house immediately I rushed into the room and then lay down on the bed. I feel so tired of traveling alone. I remembered Ambu and Abah then immediately to contact him via the phone application to inform him that his son had arrived safely, Ambu and Abah's voice alternated at the end of the phone to thank and speak to me, he said, now they no longer need to go to Neng Sutiyah's house if they want to know the news about his son, because one mobile phone application I bought also for them, because, to make it easier to let go of longing if at any time you miss wanting to hear my voice.

After I finished talking at length with Ambu and Abah I closed the conversation, and immediately went to go into the bathroom to clean myself so that the fatigue immediately disappeared from my body. Then immediately fulfill the obligation as a servant of God.

Then I lay myself on the bed feeling that this body was fresh. Not feeling drowsiness in my eyes also delivers a sound sleep, so it does not feel when awake the clock has shown the clock where I have to perform Fardhu Azhar prayer.

When I finished, my eyes were shocked by a video call from Clarisa Santoso. With my hands shaking and my chest rumbling violently, I decided to let the video call end on its own, until he repeated for a few times but still I do not want to re-establish communication with him again.

After a while back my mobile phone WA app vibrated as soon as I grabbed it and read it and apparently from Adie Permana, he invited me to hangout for a while at night, but immediately slapped and replied to his message that he was late to invite because I already have a hangout schedule with friends.

He seemed to retaliate and force himself, but I remained on the stand will not establish a close relationship like before with him, again, it is all for the sake of this sincere inner intention to repent and find work in a halal way whether with maximum results or not.

After finishing the Isyak service I went out to meet Widya Chandra and took off to hangout together.

Tok .. tok.

"Just now, you want to meet Brother!" widya Chandra exclaimed shortly after opening the door, it seemed that she had been wearing a casual dress and simply did not forget the laptop that would always accompany her if hangout.

"That means you're ready?"

"Udah dong, my brother," he said as he locked the door.

"Lest go!"

"May Brother be the criterion Mas Dimas Anggara Prayoga, deh. Big brother is cool tonight." continued, glancing at me for a moment before getting into the car.

I just dress casually with a denim t-shirt with a matching shirt attached to my body which sixpack quite cool and fresh after a long trip without rest.

Arriving at the cafe and we also took a comfortable sitting position with two glasses of Ice Bland Strawberry and Ice Bland Coffee drinks as well as a companion menu to accompany the hangout tonight orders from Widya Chandra.

After a long look from a distance Dimas Anggara Prayoga walked towards us. Finally, he sat down with us and told us a long story. Ah, damn it apparently his employees did not take a temporary leave. That means no job openings for me.

"Sorry, Bum. I can't help," he said with a lethargic look.

"Udah, it's okay, really," I said.

"Thanks Brother, Bum," he said after exiting while closing the car door.

"Help ...."

I just muttered then went inside the house and immediately splashed myself on the bed. Instantly my eyes fell asleep in the drowsiness that had been struggling. The next day I was startled by a double sound that rang repeatedly. Unlike usual if Widya Chandra he will knock on the door.

"Huh, who the hell," I groaned as I walked straight to the door.

Czechoslovakia! My eyes are perfectly round.

"Ah, you again ... Die?!"

Adie laughed and immediately gawked in and sat on the living room sofa with his legs cocked, then lit a cigarette and slipped in the gap of his lips.

"That's so, Bum!"

"What's up, again?" I asked him back.

But he only scratched his head and frowned observing the simple house room that became a dwelling today.

"You sure, by your decision, Bum?" Adie Permana asked me without answering my question earlier.

"Huff ...." I took a breath and sat down next to him.

"I'll try first, Die," I'll.

"What work? Huh!" it's full of emphasis.

"Huh ... huff!" Back I took a deep breath and let go hard. I was upset that I had just woken up to face a very embarrassing question and made me almost give up. How not with the diploma that I have certainly difficult things to get a high-paying job according to Adie Permana's narrative.

"I want to work as a receptionist first, Die," I explained to him.

"Well! Whahuh? You stupid!" He stood up and shook his waist in front of me.

But it has become my decision that can not be challenged anymore, that's just a job vacancy at the cafe owned by Dimas Anggara Prayoga earlier, he said, and I took the job even though Dimas had time to ban it but I need any job that's halal.

"That's it, Die ...."

"Haha ..na ... Earth, Earth!" adie's teasing while laughing is rising.

I just bowed without a word to his ridicule, I think it's useless to argue with people who no longer understand halal lebel seems only material in his mind.

"Any, Die!"

"You knew? How much does a receptionist pay?! Huh!" he cried astray then he rushed without permission again.

I was momentarily pensive and again dropped down sitting on the sofa with my hands clenched, wanting to break the different glass table in front of me so as to escape the burden of the dilemma that now lingers in my mind.

"Damn it!" I shouted as I grabbed my hair and looked up at the living room ceiling.