Trapped in 2001

Move over

"What happened to my job?"

Anindya asked Cavin. When Cavin finally ventured to meet and talk with his mother.

"Dear, you seem to have other potential if I see." Cavin later said.

"Are you a fortune teller?" ask Anindya again.

"It doesn't have to be a fortune teller either, to know a person's character. From the look it looks like koq. You're beautiful, communicative, like you're a pinter." Cavin said.

Anindya smiled.

"Thank you, no one has praised me yet. Especially the boss's son like you."

"Where do you know the boss's son." asked Cavin in surprise.

"And you're Davin's brother. The whole office also knows koq, Mr. Davin is whose son."

"Hehe." This time Cavin laughed.

There is also a good thing that he became the son of a rich man in this era. He could easily talk to others, especially his own employees.

"Do you want me to find another job?" ask Cavin again.

"You want to work especially, this is a thank you" said Anindya.

"Yes what cake" said Cavin.

"I'm just a graduate of SMK."

"Well, right in SMK also many skills must be taught."

"Yes, but it doesn't help much. Because if the work in us is important high school, and the name of the university. Although it has a myriad of skills, if the massage is only SMA equals, it will be difficult."

Cavin sighed, it was true what his mother said. Applying for a job in this country is not an easy thing. Although many skills, but our rivals are people whose schools are higher. Not to mention if the person has insiders.

***

"Difficult, bro."

Cavin told Mario and Brian. When the three of them were gathered in Brian's room.

Mario fell on his friend's bed while reading a book. Brian himself sat down and picked up the guitar. Cavin is on the couch.

"How difficult?" mario asked not to understand.

"Yes in terms of mindset I'm already thinking of the person."

"Minder because people don't have what?" ask Brian.

"Yes he is pessimistic, if the SMK graduates think he will not get a better job" replied Cavin.

"The danger is like that mindset." said Mario again.

"Eat him, the more he's insecure, the more prayer becomes. The more real there is no chance for him." said Cavin again.

"But it can't be completely wrong either, bro." Brian is back.

"The company also finds its employees who are spec gods. Though our HR is still a mortal."

continued again.

"With me, how do you do it?" ask Cavin.

"Just be clear, we keep looking for vacancies where. Who want to accept Senior High School graduates as equals. Who knows if we go directly to the store or to the factory, maybe there is.

Cavin and Brian stared at each other. Mario's words just now have a point too.

"Tumben lo has a brilliant idea." Brian said.

"Well, Mario is that. Pinter's son, join the Olympics. Aren't you?"

Cavin and Brian were silent. They immediately remembered Adrian, and the incident that had befallen them yesterday.

"Let's go on, go on, move on."

"Forward, forward a little take right on."

There was a loud noise outside.

"What the hell is that?" cavin asked, and he put his head against Brian's window. Brian and Mario are trailing from behind.

"The transfer guy?" ask Brian.

They saw a large truck parked in the front yard next to Mario's house.

"Yes, keep going."

"Mario, it's Marcell."

Cavin pointed towards someone who had just gotten off the truck. Before long a car arrived, from the car came Michael, father and mother Mario.

"Loh Mario?"

His mother, father, and Marcell were shocked. Not with Michael. His second brother had visited Mario's house at that time. As he was about to deliver food from his mother to Mario.

"You're koq here?" ask his mother later.

"Yes, Mario's house is ma." he pointed next door.

"Oh yeah?"

Her mother and father looked very happy. While Marcell glanced, wanted to know if there was a mother Mario who he suspected as his father's affair. Michael himself chuckled while helping the transfer team lower the goods.

"Tante moved in here?" ask Cavin later.

Mario's mother glanced at Mario's friend.

"I'm Cavin's aunt, and this is Brian. We're Mario's friends, Mike's friends" Cavin said, smiling.

"Oh." Mario's mother smiled back.

"Yes, we just bought the house. The old house is a aunt's family home. We have to empty, because it will be used by others."

"Oh yes." said Mario.

He still could not believe that his family would live very close to him. He almost cried but tried hard to hold it.

"Yes, we helped." he said again.

"Tante ngerepotin would be."

"It's okay aunt" Cavin and Brian replied at about the same time.

The three of them then helped bring down the goods and transported them inside.

"Mario."

Marcell approached his youngest brother, when all was done. They were drinking a cold drink in the yard. The transfer team has been saying goodbye since a while ago. Until the rest of the Mario family with Brian and Cavin only.

"What?" ask Mario to Marcell.

"Where is nyokap?. He's the one who told me to move here, when we happen to be neighbors."

"Cell, how many times do I have to say I don't have a mother."

Mario explained, but it seems Marcell is difficult to believe. The assumption that Mario is the cheating son of the father, has been attached to the young man's mind.

"Gue wanted to meet him and talk to him. I just want him to stop bothering my family."

Marcell is still mengeyel, this time the anger of Mario can not be contained anymore.

"Gue doesn't have a mother." she said in a firm tone and voice loud enough to invite attention around. Especially his father and mother.

"Marcell, what's wrong?" ask his mother wonder.

Marcell was suddenly flirting.

"Mmm, uh ma.".

He sighed in confusion as he continued from his own words.

"Braaac."

Michael comes and pulls Marcell to a deserted place.

"Lo what the hell?"

Michael was angry at his brother.

"Lo does not suspect what, with all the movements of Mario and papa attitude all this time?. Now we also moved near her house, like really not really?"

Marcell scolded Michael.

"He's not a father's son and he doesn't have a mother." Michael again asserted.

They then continued to argue at length, up to a point.

"Awas you bothering him again. You're facing me."

Michael leaves Marcell and approaches where Mario was. But the teenager is gone.

"Where is Mario two?" ask Michael.

"Home home" said his mother.

"What the hell is going on?" the father began to suspect.

"Mmm nothing koq, just kidding" said Michael.

The young man then went out the fence, and visited Mario's residence.