The Ravindra Family

PKR Two

Inari shook her head, she did not want to go back there. After establishing his heart, Inari again left his Papa company.

That afternoon the sunshine was quite stinging, and for the first time Inari was in the sun for more than ten minutes.

His body felt unusually sultry, sweat pouring from his head to his feet. Slowly Inari wiped off the sweat on her forehead using the back of her hand.

“Where should I go?” inari Gumam. He was very confused, there was no friend or relative whose house was close to his Papa company.

Inari rubbed her face rough, her legs were tired. He no longer had the energy to walk. The breath had already come out of his mouth several times.

Inari scratched her head that did not itch at all, she was completely confused. His legs ached, he felt like he was really a bum sitting on the sidewalk.

One clear grain came down from his eye patch, but Inari quickly removed it. His eyes fell to his feet. “Big bad papa,” Inner Inari.

A flash of wind brought the garbage of food scraps in front of him, “Iya I know, now I have become the trash of society. No need to quip rich so,” grumbled Inari.

Inari propped up her chin, imagining a handsome prince reaching out to help her. “Oppa saraphae ,” says Inari with a clear face.

“Excuse me miss, her feet are blocking my customers who want to park.”

Inari pointed her face towards the right, apparently not an oppa like in her shadow. He pursed his lips, all his shadows gone.

Thiiiiiins

The sound of a long horn made Inari jump out of place, in shock.

“So get out there!” ketus a man who wants to park the sports bike he is riding.

With his unfortunate face Inari got up and gave a hostile look at the man who was infuriating for Inari.

“Excellent being a person,” Inari grumbled in her heart. He walked away from there. Arriving at the crossroads, Inari waited for the crossing lights to turn green.

While waiting his gaze was fixed on a two-story building across the street that looked crowded.

“Foundation of housekeeper Cinta Kasih,” said Inai read the board in the building area.

The crossing light was already green Inari was still wrestling with her heart, she was not willing to be a servant. But he also doesn't know where to live, Inari doesn't want to live on the streets and become a real bum.

Inari came down without seeing that the crossing lights had turned red, she was almost hit by a top class motorist who was now almost hit her body.

Breath of relief came out of Inari's mouth looking at his body and the front of the car was only five centimeters away. “Hah congratulations,” Inari said as she rubbed her thumping chest.

“You okay?”

Inari turned to the origin of the voice. It turned out that the man who was carrying the car was very handsome, his hair was neat his face resembled a Korean oppa. Inari really sees it, like fresh water in the Sahara desert soaking up his hot body.

“Hey!”

Inari jumped in shock as the man patted her on the shoulder. “Iya why?” ask Inari.

“What's injured?” The man now looked at Inari's body.

Inari shook her head, “I 'no papa,” Inari replied with a smile.

Without a sound the man now got back into his car. Inari climbed onto the sidewalk so as not to block the man's path. Inari noticed the back of the man's car which was now speeding away and lost his sight.

Inari waits for the crossing lights to go green. After the lights changed he walked towards the foundation house that was at the end of the road.

Before entering Inari greeted by the guard, “There is a need what miss?”

“I want to apply for a job sir,” Inari replied with a friendly smile.

“Let me between.”

Inari followed the guard to the reception desk.

“There are people who want to apply for jobs.”

“Good Sir. Please fill in the data first.” Receptionists provide a self-data sheet that must be filled in.

Inari accepts and starts filling it, she just pinned her last high school education.

The receptionist noticed the clothes Inari was wearing, seen clothes from famous designers. But he ignored, ‘where there are rich people want to be a service. Maybe just similar clothes, or goods kw’ so his opinion.

The receptionist reads the form that Inari has filled out. But the woman's attention was distracted when a middle-aged lung woman approached the reception desk.

“Wita how is this, why Siti can not be contacted. It should be today he has started working at his employer's house.”

The receptionist called Wita seemed to think. “How Mom, everyone will have their place. There is no intercession could not be today until, because this replacement is outside the city.”

“I'm just Mom, who works there. I'm ready.” Inari tries her luck, by being of service at least she has a place to stay. He did not want to sleep under a bridge or in front of closed shophouses.

“Absolutely you already have experience?”

“I have 2 years working into service.” Inari gave a false answer, during this time she was not a servant but Inari became a lady with several services that helped her activities.

At least Inari little knows how to treat the employer, if he really becomes a real service.

“You're coming with me!”

In Inari's heart cheering happily turns out that the goddess of luck is on her side. Even though so only worked as a servant, at least he did not become a vagrant and trash of society.

Inari in between by the office driver to get to her employer's house. Inari smiled at the security guard man of the house.

Inari gives her friendly smile, “Excuse me sir, I am the waiter who is in will work in this house.”

“Hurat's job?“

Inari took out the envelope given by the middle-aged woman who became her helper angel.

The guard glanced at the woman who was watering the plants. “Minah”

Feeling his name called the woman named Minah approached the Supri gatekeeper.

“What's up?”

“This new waitress for lord Arzan and lord Bara.”

“Come come with me,” said Minah with a happy smile, she has new friends and is not alone anymore.

Inari follows a woman named Minah who enters the big house in front of her. Not too big, almost the same as the house owned by Papa Inari.

Inari stopped her steps in surprise to see the two people she had met on the street had turned out to be her employer.

“Master Arzan's service of the foundation.”

Seeing the two men's gazes now pointing at him, Inari bowed in salute to her master.

Inari reflexes did that, her instincts speaking to do that, probably because all this time her servant always did such a thing if she met Inari and unknowingly her memory recorded it all.

“Include yourself!”

Mr. Arzan's voice sounded resolute and clear in Inari's ears. He is quite surprised Arzan changes when he meets at a crossroads, but Inari tries to cover it up with a friendly smile.

“My name is Inari.”

The sitting man was interested in chiming in on his new ministry. “Too hard to call your name, maybe it would be better if your name is called Riri. How good is not ka?”

Behind her smile it felt like Inari wanted to cuss annoyed at the songong man who was sitting casually in his place. How not to be upset that man who is as good as it seems to throw Inari in the parking lot while sitting.

Arzan does not want to give an opinion that is not important to him. He walked into a room not far from there.

Bara who understood his brother's attitude chose silence, he focused on his cellphone and replied to his lover's message.

Inari lowered her head again as Arzan approached her again. “Your tasks are already recorded here, everything. For today you can rest, tomorrow morning do all your tasks well.”

“Good sir,” Answer Inari.

Through the gaze of his eyes Arzan asked Minah to deliver Inari to the room provided for everyone who works in this house.

“I'm sorry sir,” Minah said goodbye before carrying out her master's orders.

Inari bowed a sign of respect to Arzan, before walking following Minah.