The Ruler's Love Contract

About Me

*) First View Angle

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The cold morning breeze gently caressed my cheeks. Awakening to wake up immediately from dreamland. Slowly the sun also peeked out from behind the window vents. Indicates if the day has changed no matter how hurt the heart.

Today I will apply for another job. I don't know how many times. I keep applying for jobs there and here, hoping that there's a company that can accept me. With fifty thousand, I was again eager to move on. Life that he said for a while but it feels makes you tremble if you do not have money.

I'm just a high school graduate. Never had a higher university education. But he said my brain was above average. Yes, although never ranked first in the class, at least be the contrivance of friends first. I also managed to get into the top five. Quite from the lumanyun.

I am the youngest of two brothers. My sister is a married woman. We were about three years different. Not far away, just our distance. She was completely unreliable, let alone to help mother. All the housework I have to do. He said he didn't want his nails to break down with the dishwashing liquid. Yes, whatever.

"Done."

After the shower I wore a white shirt and a knee-high black skirt. Don't forget I wear black pantofel shoes to support my appearance. But don't think this is all mine. Whether it's her shirt, skirt or shoes, I borrowed it with the next-door neighbor. It also embarrassed me to go to his house because it did not have.

My family's life isn't as beautiful as it is in soap operas. A beautiful house with a good kitchen set. My house is just brick-walled without upholstery. The base is also still ordinary cement. The windows are wood, not glass. When night comes, the cold is amazing.

I am thankful that I can eat once a day. Yes, even with just one slice of tempeh and cayenne pepper crushed with salt. I feel more fortunate than my friends on the streets. At least if gratitude can calm this heart. I can't deny that I want to be like the girls of today. Hang out to and fro and berselfie ria non-stop.

"Mom, Ara leave first. Doain Ara to get the job done" I said to the mother who had grown fifty years.

"Yes, doain's mother. Hopefully this time pass the test." Mom gave her blessing.

Don't forget to kiss her hand before leaving for the interview. After that, I immediately set foot into my alley, intending to find an ojek so that I can get there quickly. Coincidentally today the interview place can not be passed by the angkot, so yes forced to use the ojek. And after the bargain, finally the price was set. Ten thousand rupiahs because of coincidence there is still a sibling relationship.

Along the way I kept praying, hoping that God would bring down the miracle so that I would work quickly. I feel sorry for the mother who had to get a washing wage to support me. The school gets a student fee for not being able to. Yes, I admit that I come from a poor family. But I don't want to always be like this. I want to be a rich man who says he wants anything. My dream is one, to get mom to retire from her job so she can enjoy her old age. That's it, nothing else.

"This office isn't it, Ra?" asked the taxi driver to me after arriving at the front gate.

"Oh, yes. Just get here then, brother." I quickly got off the bike and gave the fare.

"May it work." The motorcycleman encouraged me.

"Favor, Brother." I smiled and quickly walked into the office.

Today I applied for a job at a company engaged in services. I hope I can get here.

Two hours later...

Quick psychotes I've managed to finish. It turns out that I'm not the only one applying for a job at this place. There are so many applicants, there may be twenty more. But I'm sure my psychotic grades are high. I'm used to counting fast, so it's not too hard to get through.

Now I have my turn to interview with the personnel, while the other applicants wait outside. My time is not much, everyone will only get a five-minute interview. I also try as much as possible to get sympathetic from my interviewer.

I sat sweetly in front of a grown man, who in my view was not too shy to meet. But unfortunately, this man was hard to smile at.

Maybe his teeth are toothless times, huh?

In a position like this I still have time to encourage people. And the person I'm giving it to is the one who decides whether my job application is accepted or not.

"Yes, sir." I call him sir.

"Sister's psychotes results are pretty good. But unfortunately, Sister's appearance was too innocent. Can't sister use make-up?" her sudden question surprised me.

"Can, Sir. I can wear make-up. But the thing is I don't have make-up, sir." I'm being honest with him.

"God. Today there are women who do not have makeup equipment?"

I saw this man in front of me patting his eel. I wonder why he is like that. Though I only say the truth, if it does not have a make-up tool.

"Saudari Ara, we are a company engaged in services. If with this appearance, then it's a pity that we can't accept Sister's job application." He was frank with me without a ba-bi-bu.

"But, Sir. My psychotes value is high." I tried to appeal to him.

"Yes, yeah, I know. But still, to support life in the present, not only need intelligence, but also an attractive appearance. And unfortunately it does not exist in Sister," he said again.

Jeez .. It's like body shaming for me.

"Sister Ara can reapply if the appearance of Sister is better. Thank you for coming. Here's my job application file I return."

How broken my heart is to see this happen. I was rejected again and again. I don't know why it hurts but it doesn't bleed.

"Good, Sir. Thank you." Thank you."

I held my application map, I held it in my chest while coming out of the interview room. I try hard and hard to deal with it. The other applicants took turns to enter one by one. While I was .. I continued to walk outside the room and set foot towards this office gate.

My God, is my face so unattractive that it has to be rejected again?

I held my cheek, I felt it was still human. Not too bad, too bad. But in fact, I have to come back to accept this failure. It's getting tired. Repeatedly applying for a job, repeatedly also rejected.

Yeah, nevermind. What matters is that I've tried.

I limp down to the office gate. Walk briefly to the end of the road to look for angkot passing. Yeah, even if there's about a kilo, but that's okay, cost less. Exercise during the day.