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It turns out that the proximity of Kak Masitah with the head of his section, making it not take long for me to be accepted at the factory where Kak Masitah works.
The next night, Masitah gave the news, so that I will come on Monday to work directly. And I convinced myself to really be ready for work.
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The anticipated Monday finally arrived, my heart pounding a little, the first time I entered the high gate of the factory that I was going to work in.
Since I am a new child, then I will have to wait with the others who have just entered that day.
The security guard post became where we stayed before we waited for a call to be interviewed by HRD, before finally entering the production room to start work.
One by one we were called to face the HRD room, and it was my turn. There I was asked everything, and regarding age and ID card that I do not have. I answered everything honestly, and also the reason I wanted to work at an early age.
After the interview session was over, I was escorted to the production room, then told what tasks I had to do.
Of the few new children who came today, it was divided into several groups. And I was placed in the seasoning section.
Some of the seniors invited me to meet, and when I mentioned the name Masitah, they looked so friendly, and some said, "Oooh this is his sister Boni Tea," anyway.
"Yes" I nodded with a smile.
They were so friendly to me, so kind to accept and teach me. My heart is grateful, because my life does not need to be like a soap opera-sinetron drama, which usually finds antagonists at the beginning of the workplace.
Tiredness I enjoy, and various smells that sting I try to enjoy.
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A week, two weeks my days go like on the opposite escalator, long time! Yes, it feels very slow time that I go through, and often I complain, when compared to Masitah, who has worked in the night and day shifts, maybe I am more fortunate.
I often complain to Umi, that work is cape, tiring and boring. Maybe because my time should still pursue education in school. But I missed it by working.
One day, Masitah heard me complaining again, as I told Umi how boring it was to work. Either because the mood is not good, or because whatever I do not understand, Brother Masitah scolded me, and advised me to stop, if work only makes me a complainer he said.
From that moment on, I stopped complaining and tried to accept destiny, and live what I had chosen.
My gratitude increased, when one time, I became acquainted with a night shift boy named Novi, his body bongsor for a child his age, to the point that I thought he was older than Me.
After getting acquainted and talking a lot, I found out that he was still in school in Junior High School. Therefore, he only worked on the night shift. I came home in the morning to go to school.
My admiration appeared, to those humans who were willing to fight for the cause, and I chose to live my destiny by accepting it openly, at least, I've already felt the passing of school from the first level.
*****
In the days that followed, I really did my work with joy, no more fatigue, and the grievance I felt. Even I sing all the time and live my working days.
Until I have close friends, and people who love me also increased in the place where I work now.
As a new child, several other jobs I had already felt, moved from one division to another, making my experience increase, and also my friends increased. Until finally I was placed in the frying division, where most of the workers were men.
Because I've been placed here too, when facing the stove and the giant fryers, it doesn't make me shocked or awkward, even I'm impressed to like it, because I do like challenges.
My soul, makes it easy for me to understand how all these giant machines work. And in an instant I can even operate it.
Although my job is not in the giant fryers, but I often replace operators who are resting when we pursue a fairly large production target.
But because of my skill in operating those giant fryers, the section chief in charge of my division, sometimes entrusted the masterless fryers to me, to help achieve the production target.
The workers here are quite charming when I might see it from my female side, but since they know I'm young and very innocent, they all consider me their little sister.
One day, I caught someone talking about one of the most interesting workers possible to them, Brother Aris I called it, They talked about how playboy Kak Aris is. To the extent that any woman he could date.
And plainly, I asked that subject to Brother Aris.
"Sister, is he really Playboy's brother?"
"Who said it?"
"I said to those Playboy sisters."
"Sister that's not a playboy, just not the heart! They ... the girls who want to have a sister, you know if you already have a boyfriend," Kak Aris stopped talking to downing a glass of water that he just poured into his glass.
"But they are still maksa, then how should Big Brother? Kasian kalo if they were to cry." Further again.
"That's his name is playboy brother! All those girls who want to be girlfriends?"
"Where is wrong Brother? They want to."
"Can you push me!"
"Related, The big brother could not bear it," with his mischievous smile Kak Aris replied as he ruffled my neat hair out.
I flicked my lips towards his face, and passed leaving Kak Aris who still holds water in a teapot.
When I returned to my workplace, I saw other friends were engrossed and excited about who I was talking about. At the moment we are just entering, the first Monday usually there is no work we can do, until the giant fryer is operating.
"Zie, have you seen the new kid yet? Very handsome know, similar to the famous band's vocalist," A close friend of mine asked enthusiastically.
"Not yet" I said flatly.
"O yeah, why the hell call me Zie mulu? My name is girl" I protested to her, who always called me Zie.
"Loe looks like my friend Zie." replied Rahma as she passed away leaving me.
Zie's call from my best friend was contagious to others, although when I met them the name of the girl I called, it was still Zie's name that came out when they called me.
The new boy who was talked about, apparently placed a division with us. His name is Ardi, he is tall and thin, and he is quite laaah. Somehow there has not been a man who I consider to have an extraordinary face, everything to me is priceless average. And unexpectedly I was so easy to make friends and get along with him. He did not even hesitate to show me his ridiculousness.
During the night shift, not infrequently in the early hours of the morning, his junior stood up straight. And because he often wears tombrang pants, make the stand of the junior really visible.
And silly, Ardi often teased me when the junior stood up, casually he tore his pants down, and ran after me screaming.
"Zie, how's Zie ...?"
Ardi's silly behavior often makes me run off the ridge, and makes everyone laugh to see the frightened me. And not infrequently also Ardi got a blow from the mothers of rupiah fighters who were like their own parents for us.
That's the old joke ....
I am a minor who must fight and mingle with those who first become a rupiah fighter for his family. But this time I live it sincerely, until everything goes through so much fun.
I watched Ardi from the first time I came, being an idol to dating and breaking up again, our friendship, I felt perfect.