Two Rings of the CEO

Foreign Female

Two months passed, Zara's life remained unchanged. Even now it seems heartbreaking. Living in a big city without a job and support, in living this very hard life. Although already back and forth looking for work from one place to another, but without results. Even the cleaning staff of shopping centers or restaurants, reluctant to accept employees who have no educational history at all.

Resignedly. Maybe that's the only word Zara can do.

Lean on the old wall of the rented, with the head looking up, staring at the ceiling of the room. The little girl, looking away at the continuation of her life later.

What are you gonna do after this, Zara. Your money will be running low and threatened to be evicted from the contract later this month, if you can't afford the rent.

Zara closed her second meeting of neutrals. Clear circles also slowly flow in the corner of the net that is clenched, without being able to hold it.

The sweet girl's body was aghast, when the white painted door was knocked hard enough from the outside. Rising from her original position, Zara quickly wiped the remaining water, on both sides of her cheeks, before running small towards the door.

The door opened slowly. Zara's clear netra whistled with the two dense middle-aged female netra who were staring at her sharply. Zara gulped her saliva rough, when she found out who owned the body behind the door.

"Bi Murti" Zara said politely, to the owner of the contract. "Let's go in bi," opened the door wider and shifted his body to give way.

Instead of answering the greeting, the middle-aged woman with thick enough makeup, just stared at the cynical Zara with her chest crossed. "No need to be friendly to welcome me, anyway all will not undo my intention, to keep winning the rent on you that is past due."

Zara fell silent, with her face bowed deeply. He really didn't have enough money to pay his rent. "Will there be no more time delay bi, I will try to find a job and pay the rent."

Grunting in annoyance, Murti seemed reluctant to stare at this pitiful girl in front of him. "How much longer do you want me to give you time? After all, you don't work, so from where can you make money and pay me rent."

There was not the slightest gap for Zara to defend herself, because all of Murti's words were true.

"Let's just say, I'll give you until tomorrow afternoon. If you still can't afford it, then don't blame me for not dragging yourself out of my contract! Excuse me." After saying that, Murti turned his body around and quickly left Zara who was still glued in place, with a hollow body.

****

This is the tenth place I went to. Even if I was accepted, it would be impossible to get the money to pay the contract in two days.

The girl with a long-sleeved white shirt and black material pants was sculpting in front of the shopping center building. Want to step forward, but big hands invisible, seemed to hold it.

Clenching both hands, the girl with the mane tied the ponytail, cheered herself up. Walk as if without burden towards the main door, in hopes of getting a job.

Ten minutes passed, Zara exited the shopping mall door with a sour face. Again he felt disappointed.

There really isn't a single workplace that accepts me. I did not have any paper left, as proof if I had ever been educated in High School. But at least look at my work, then they can decide.

Zara never stopped muttering in her heart. During the two months that passed, not once did he meet Sandy figure. Despite harboring deep hatred, he could at least ask for back the item that had been left with the man, if they were to meet again.

Zara stared at the golden sky in the western horizon, the omen of twilight began to greet. With gontai steps, the girl paraded ayu down the sidewalk towards the way home. If today is not luck to him, he will try again tomorrow.

*****

Zara sighed deeply, before stepping her feet towards the narrow path of the contract. Perhaps this would be his last day occupying the tiny-sized building, before being completely forcibly evicted by Murti.

Mingling with the other passengers in an angkot, Zara appeared to take a deep breath several times, thinking of the heavy burden she was carrying. Until angkot pulled over at a fast food restaurant.

"It's gone" said the driver after turning off the engine.

A light pat on the shoulder, resuscitated the dreamy girl.

"It's up to son. Don't you want to come down?" The middle-aged man who was sitting right next to Zara, spoke kindly. Wake up the girl beside him.

Zara gasped, looking around with a confused expression. "Sorry sir, I'm daydreaming." The girl in a plain black shirt with a third arm then went down the angkot and gave a piece of money to the angkot driver, before passing away.

******

Zara smiled wryly, and looked enthusiastic. "Sorry before, is this place still in need of manpower?"

The servant observed Zara's appearance from the foot to the top of the head. "Sorry Brother, for this time we still do not need a new workforce. Given the pandemic that is still not over until our restaurant is empty of buyers, even almost closed. Therefore, the owner of the restaurant intends not to add workers during the pandemic has not really ended." The female servant explained the reason. Not wanting to reject it outright, but with a little reasonable explanation, at least make Zara not too disappointed.

"Okay, I understand." After speaking, Zara turned her heels and left the other person without turning back. Disappointed and feeling useless, blend into one. Keep moving your feet without a goal.

The sweat began to flood throughout the body. The heat of the sun, seemed to sting the skin. Feeling tired, the tiny ayu girl approached a chair located under a shady tree, next to the sidewalk. Landed his body in that white-painted wooden chair carefully.

At least I can take a little tired.

Before long, a 10-year-old boy appeared, apparently carrying various items, like a hawker. Staring for a moment at Zara who was enjoying the breeze that began to dry her sweat.

The boy smiled widely, and began to approach.

"Sister, is this beautiful sister thirsty,?" the boy pointed to several bottles of mineral water he had brought to show Zara who seemed surprised by her sudden presence. "I sell mineral water, to quench thirst." The boy smiled like a child his age. Without a sense of burden, even though it is working.

Although surprised, Zara was quite amused by the arrival of the cheerful-looking boy. "May, you want that mineral water, too" said Zara, pointing at the bottle, with a faint smile on her tiny lips.

"Okay, sister" the boy deftly picked up the bottle that Zara wanted. And held it out with both hands. "Is this beautiful sister waiting for someone?" Ask the kid in the shabby clothes.

While reaching for a bottle of mineral water, Zara observed the surrounding area, where the place is now. The cute dimpled girl swallowed her rough saliva. Because now he is outside the gate of the cemetery area, with a high fence towering.

Gosh darn.. Why I didn't realize I was in this place.

"No, Brother is just unwinding. No family or friends are waiting. Brother is alone."

The boy also understood.

"How much is Dik?"

"Five thousand rupiah only, brother," replied the boy while rearranging his merchandise.

Zara opened the bag and looked for the whereabouts of her wallet. His heart was still breaking when his wallet was wide open. There were only two pieces of paper money left in it. Zara stared at the wallet and the peddler boy in turn. Then pull out a piece of money and give it to the boy.

"Sister, the change."

Both hands of Zara puffed the tiny hand of the child's leg, when he was about to open the storage of his money. "No, just for the sister" Zara refused.

The boy smiled gently, with both of the neutrals glazed over. "Thank you, brother. May the LORD always give abundant reserves to Brother."

"Aami.... Aamiin.." answered Zara.

After kissing the back of the hand, the boy left Zara alone. The arrival of the boy, like a drop of morning dew that is able to give coolness when a sense of arid struck.

In order to return to his original seat, the two Zara netra caught a black sedan speeding uncontrollably. While from the opposite direction a woman came out of the cemetery gate, walking dumbly with her face down.

It was as if he had turned his eyes to the object in front of him. Zara actually saw the car who did not know who the driver was, increasing the speed but not directional. Meanwhile, a woman who walked across the street, still subdued her gaze and did not care about the situation around.

Zara turned deathly pale and gripped the edge of her shirt firmly. Because, he could guess what would soon happen, if one of them remained in this state.

One minute. Two minutes. Zara kept waiting, staring at the sedan and the female figure opposite in turn. The beautiful girl in long straits, no longer able to hold back. To run quickly towards the female pedestrian quickly.

"Review miss!!" Screeched at Zara, while both of her hands reflexively pushed the still-subdued female body hard enough. Until both of them fell on the edge of the sidewalk.

The car horn is unheard of, along with a rude swearing thrown from the driver of the sedan ugal-ugalan, not aware of his actions that are able to threaten the lives of others.