TOXIC: Story of Masha

Part 9's

Not a difficult thing, if only input data into the computer.

Masha can do it.

Currently there is nothing urgent that Masha should do, and it is better to look for busyness to divert his mind that is still chaotic.

There's no harm in helping Doni with it all.

After alternating with Doni in the bathroom, washing his face and brushing his teeth, Masha intends to help Doni's work.

The computer screen already displays the data tables, after turning on Doni a while ago.

For the outline, the tables are about the name of the item and the quantity, which goes in and out, complete with the dates.

Masha, who had been sitting in the chair facing the computer screen, was still staring at the object, and had not done anything there.

Doni who sat on the sofa, looked busy looking at the sheets of paper that piled up one by one.

Masha looked at Doni, taking a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

Allegations and gossiping about neighbors, including stepmothers Masha and Kinan, have not been proven.

Doni is not a unemployed youth.

The place where Masha is now is where Doni works.

If indeed Doni is a drug dealer, and tries to hide the secret from Masha, over time will definitely be discovered, as long as Masha often spends time with the young man for some time to come.

Masha jerks.

What will he do in the future?

Masha can't continue school, has no intention of returning home, no definite purpose, but...

Is that possible, if Masha still depends on Doni?

"Doni...!" masha slowly.

Doni raised his face, which had been slightly lowered, then looked towards Masha.

"What's wrong?" ask Doni.

"Can you help me?" ask Masha.

"What do you need?" Doni asked back, still looking at Masha, although there were still some sheets of paper he held in his hand.

"I don't know." replied Masha.

"I don't know what I'm going to do in the days of tomorrow" Masha continued.

"What do you mean?" ask Doni, who looks confused.

"I don't have my diploma...

How will I be later? I can't go to college, not necessarily work anyone will accept me, if there's no diploma...

I can't go home to my father's house, and I don't know where I'm going either." said Masha.

Doni put a sheet of paper in his hand, then approached Masha, and held Masha's hands together.

"Maybe you don't have to think about it right now... Tomorrow, my boss friend and boss will come here...

If you want, maybe we can both talk to him...

Any idea, he'd like to take you to work with him" said Doni.

"Unless you change your mind, and want to get out of here" Doni continued.

How could Masha change her mind?

Does Masha still have any other choice?

If it is acceptable to work alone is more than gratitude, because even though Masha has a diluted brain, but without a sheet of paper that can prove it, it is not, then Masha would only look like a liar, if she said she was smart and could work.

Doni looked back at the sheets of paper, and made a new pile apart.

"You can input this first," said Doni, then hand over some sheets of paper to Masha.

Masha then took the papers, and placed them on the table.

"Thank you" said Doni.

Masha lifted her face and looked at Doni, who was still standing near her.

"Thank you for helping me with my work" said Doni.

"No need to thank. You helped me first," said Masha flatly.

Until the stack of sheets of paper is getting higher, Masha still continues to type on the computer letter key, without stopping.

Somehow, Masha faced the computer screen in front of her, until suddenly Doni told Masha to stop working.

"Let's rest for a second! I also want to go out and buy food" said Doni.

"Hmmm... Yes," replied Masha, although still typing the data on the computer.

The sound of the door opening and closing again, did not bother Masha to have to take her eyes off the paper and computer screen.

Doing such work is not tiring, it can even make Masha forget all the main problems of her life, which she is facing.

The papers on the table are all gone, but Masha still wants to take her mind off by working.

By switching seats on the sofa, Masha replaced Doni, sorted out the sheets of papers, and made the data papers arranged in order.

An irregular pile of paper, Masha could finally be drawn up, before Doni returned from the outside.

Masha continued to enter the data into the computer, until not long after, the door opened and closed again with a squeaking sound.

Masha did not look at the door, and kept paying attention to her work in front of the computer screen.

For some time after Masha heard the sound of the door, Doni did not seem to intend to say anything when she returned.

The room was still quiet, and I didn't know what Doni was doing right now.

Masha didn't pay much heed to it.

But, over time, Masha felt that the room was too quiet.

Masha then turned her eyes away from the computer screen, and turned to look behind her.

How surprised Masha was.

Someone was standing right behind him, slightly lowered, as if he was watching a computer screen, and finally looked at Masha there.

The man with a blaster stature, complete with a face, and his skin color is much different compared to the local people, just speechless staring at Masha.

Who is this guy?

Why is he looking at the computer screen and Masha like that?

"Who are you?" ask the man.

"Eh! My name is Masha.." answered Masha.

"Hello! My name's Mike!" said the man who turned out to be named Mike, then stood up straight and extended his right hand to Masha.

Masha welcomes the polite-looking hands of men while shaking hands with Masha.

"Where's Doni?" ask Mike.

"Eh! He went out to buy food, " replied Masha.

Mike then walked slowly and sat down on the sofa.

"It looks like you're a smart guy" Mike said.

Masha did not comment on Mike's words, and chose to remain silent.

"But why are you here?" ask Mike.

"I'm..." Masha was confused as to what to say.

First, Masha doesn't know who Mike is.

Then, how did Masha explain her existence there?

Mike is seen watching Masha, or rather staring at Masha's two hands.

"What happened to you?" mike asked, with furrowed brows.

Masha still did not know what to say.

Mike must have questioned the wounds on Masha's current hand, which Masha couldn't cover with the short sleeves of her T-shirt.

Fortunately, the awkward situation did not last long, Doni was seen opening the door and walking in, before closing the door again.

Doni, who was holding a plastic bag, looked surprised when he saw Mike sitting on the sofa.

"Mike?!" doni.

"I thought you'd be here tomorrow" Doni continued, then took a seat next to Mike.