The Village Girl Belongs to Mr. Amnesia

Chapters. #135

Yola got home safely, the girl saw a motorbike in front of her house and of course she knew whose vehicle it was.

"Mother!" yola shouted as she was already inside the house.

The mother came out of the room, the middle-aged woman in her fifties huddled as she approached Yola.

"You just got home, son?"

Yola kissed the back of her mother's hand. "Mom, Yola saw that there was a Raka motorcycle outside."

"Yes, kid. Raka came here and she's looking for you."

"Where is he now?"

"Say he went to the stall for a while."

"Yes, Yola wants to take a shower. You've eaten yet?''

Mom shakes. "Mom's waiting for you, son."

"Mom, I'm sick again. Don't always eat late just because you're waiting for Yola. I have to take care of my health, Yola doesn't want me to do anything." Yola held her mother's hand.

Mother smiled, she was so grateful to have a daughter who cared so much for her like the current Yola. Although Yola was only a child, she loved the girl like her own daughter. Yola herself does not know if she is not the biological child of a mother Marsya.

Yola went towards her room, she closed the door and threw her bag of origin. He broke his body first, he closed his eyes.

"It turns out that working in the office is quite tiring. Even though I was only given punishment for doing office tasks."

Yola got up from the bed and she would soak first. The girl wanted to relax her stiff muscles from sitting for too long.

After finishing the bath, Yola rushed to change clothes. He will accompany the mother, he was not out of thought with the mother who always waited for him to eat.

When Yola came out of the room, it turned out that there was already Raka. The twenty-six-year-old man was Yola's childhood friend to date.

"Ka, you're here already. Are you waiting for me too?" guru Yola made Raka chuckle softly.

Yola approached her mother and her little friend. He sat down near the mother, then took the rice and side dishes. There is only fried tofu, fried tempeh, and kale vegetables.

"Why did you come home late enough, La? Is the cafe very crowded?"

Yola's hand movements suddenly came to a halt, she placed the plate on the table and shook her head.

"I don't work at the cafe anymore."

Yola nodded. "But mother don't worry because right now, Yola has gotten a new job.''

"What job?" Raka opened her voice.

"OG." said Yola casually as she took the rice for herself.

"OGS?" I don't know what OG is.

"Yes, Mom. OG, or office girl. Well, Yola works at a company but as an OG. His duties, such as sweeping, mopping the floor, cleaning glass, or making coffee for employees and superiors. It's like doing housework."

Mother also understood the explanation of her daughter.

"Aren't you ashamed?" Raka asked.

"Why should I be ashamed? The work is lawful and I'm used to doing the chores. While producing, why not, right?" Yola ate her dinner.

Raka just nodded, she quite saluted the beautiful girl before her. The girl was tireless, she was hardworking, humorous, cheerful, and friendly.

"Don't you want to find another job, Yola? At her sister's company, my friend opened a vacancy, she was looking for a receptionist. Maybe you could try to sign up there."

"I'm comfortable with my current job, I'll do it first."

Raka can only resign and does not want to manage Yola, she is afraid that the girl will stay away from her later.

A few hours later, after a long conversation. Raka also said goodbye to go home. After Raka left, Yola closed the door and she approached her mother who was sitting on the sofa.

"Mom, what are you thinking?" Yola held her mother's shoulder.

"Son, I'm just thinking about you. Forgive me for maybe being a burden on your life."

"Mom don't talk like that. Mother is not a burden, but mother is an encouragement to Yola." Yolanda smile. "Mother don't think about anything else, Yola works for Mom and Yola is happy to do it. Yola wants to make Mom happy like Mom and Dad used to always make Yola smile." Yola hugged her mother's body.

"Thank you, son. I'm lucky to have a son like you."

"Yola is also proud to have great parents like Mom and Dad." Yola said with a smile. From childhood he was very spoiled by both parents, even what Yola wanted they always gave. Until the time the father fell ill, then Yola decided to work.

"All right, it's late at night. I took the medicine first, then went to sleep." Yola took her mother to the room.

{*Connected**}