Two Rings of the CEO

Angel Helper

The thick night sky and lightning bolts struck, accompanying the small steps of the little girl who walked limped down the streets of the city that was still unfamiliar to her. Clear circles at the corners of the net slowly flow, as raindrops that fall wet the earth.

The rain was falling rapidly, forcing the girl to quickly find shelter. Combining the surrounding view, there are only unused shophouse buildings located along the road.

Nothing, at least I still found a place to take shelter.

Zara set foot onto the terrace of the building that looked dirty and dusty. There was no cardboard or anything that he could use as a base. Cold air penetrated the skin to the bone, the clothes he used were drenched in the rain.

Regretting. Perhaps the one word most appropriate as a picture of Zara's current feelings. What he was able to do, after this incident. Back to the village, it seems impossible. It can be ascertained if both parents will find him with many questions, for his return is too soon.

Leaning her back against the outer wall of the shophouse, the girl with the disheveled and wet mane tried to let go of the weight on her shoulders for a moment. Sighing heavily a few times, the clear circle that was still left in the corner of the netra, increasingly making the pair of eyelids feel heavy, about to be closed. As the cold weather and the night wore on, Zara yawned wide against the drowsiness she could barely bear.

A few minutes passed, Zara completely fell asleep. Tiredness that torments the body, making it unable to withstand drowsiness. Picked up her bag of clothes, making the beautiful girl more and more lulled deeper into the dream realm, unaware of its existence now.

*******

A girl who was sleeping, slowly began to move her body and open her net, when she felt a shock on one side of her shoulder. Unaware of where it is, the two neutras that had been slightly open were actually clenched together again. It was as if his sleepiness had not completely disappeared. Unbroken, a middle-aged woman shook Zara's shoulder hard enough, until the girl was aghast with perfectly rounded neutrals instantly.

"No!! Even Zara who gasped, involuntarily said the words in a loud enough voice until someone who was intent on waking her up was shocked and took a few steps back.

"Sorry son, I didn't mean to surprise you. It's just, some people from earlier seemed to notice you." The middle-aged woman clad in dark blue servant clothes pointed towards where several pairs of eyes were looking at her full of question marks. Some whispered to each other, and sneered.

Zara sighed deeply, while gathering complete awareness. Tired and sleepy still remained, but the cynical gazes of some people, inevitably forced him to leave the place as soon as possible.

"Thank you in advance Bi. Sorry, I didn't find an inn last night to sleep in this place."

The middle-aged aunt smiled warmly, and took Zara to sit in a seat not far from them. "Are you from this town, not this town?"

Zara nodded faintly. The two clear neutrals, started to glaze over. "Yes Bi. I am just a newcomer to this city" he said.

"What's your name? And with whom, can you make it to a city this big?" The middle-aged woman with a neatly arranged mane, moved the appearance of the interlocutor girl, from head to toe. Apparently, she's a good girl. If it is valued by its appearance.

"Together with friends Bi. It's just, she's already left me," Zara chose to lie. Telling the truth, will not change the situation if he will still be a homeless man in the capital city.

"Zara Bi's. Can Bibi show me, where there is lodging or rent, at a fairly cheap price?"

The aunt was silent, but she seemed to be thinking. Before long, the smile on his lips fell. "Aunt tau. Come on, I'm me" gently pulled Zara's hand. While one more hand grabbed the bag containing Zara's clothes and carried it.

Their steps stopped right at the door of the black sedan, which was parked neatly in the open. A man, whom Zara believes was a driver, emerged from the front door and walked up to the two women.

"Take us somewhere" the Aunt told the man in black.

Without answering, the man looked down kindly and opened the car door. The door was carefully closed, after the two women of different ages occupied the passenger seat.

******

The slum, accompanied by muddy streets if it rains, became the residence for Zara now. This contract has a below average price, among several contracts that Zara and her Aunt stopped by.

Zara sighed deeply, remembering that only 1 bag of hers had not been carried away by the tragedy of last night. Precisely in the bag that is left behind, the location of important files, if he intends to find a job later.

"What's wrong, son, are you looking for something?" The middle-aged woman noticed Zara's puzzled-looking face. Both are straightening their legs, after a long journey, in order to get the right contract according to them, on foot.

Zara smiled gently, "No Bi. Zara is happy, to be able to get shelter in this city. Although this is how it is, Zara remains grateful."

"alright. Considering the day has gone by noon, Bibi should ask permission to leave. Auntie's still a lot of work to be done." The middle-aged woman also rose from her sitting position. "Beware of living in a city this big. There are many temptations, which can come at any time."

The girl with the glare also realized, with her existence that was only alone, it was very difficult for her. Not to mention the life plan, which has not been arranged by him in this city at all. "Thank you for all the help you gave me. I don't know what I would be, if I hadn't found someone as good as Auntie." Zara gently stroked the two arms of the middle-aged woman who was already about to leave her contract.

The Aunt chuckled softly, and looked softly at the girl in front of her. "Auntie is just an intermediary, which God may have deliberately sent to help you. Live well."

"Good." Zara stared at the moody body that was stepping, away from her. When the middle-aged woman's body really disappeared, then she realized," Oh my god!. I forgot to ask the name and address, where the aunt lived.

Zara slapped her forehead a few times, condemning her own folly, which unwittingly forgot the one thing that was very important to her