Wish It Was Cinderella
Finally
I waited more than half an hour on the bike. But Om Al did not see the trunk of his nose. Only mosquitoes are the only friends, uh it turns out good also yes call him om Al, rather than having to be difficult to call his full name is quite long.
God, he really didn't come. Looks like I need to get the hell out of here, before anyone wants any ill intent. At least do not let the family and mbak kunti come here.
When I was about to start the engine, a big motor came. And I finally know it was Om Al who came to pick me up, hurrah... I have a place to stay tonight. As if you can eat too, let my money is also intact.
Om Al came in his pajamas, without a helmet or jacket. I think I'm bothering him tonight. His wife might get angry later. To pick up a cute little girl like me. Arrghs... Anyway no matter, for now all I think about is a place to stay and run away from home not to be an actor.
"Hi girls don't know themselves, you say there are criminals who want to attack you. Where's the criminal? Did you swallow it round and round?" ketus Al from the top of the bike.
Yes kale, I'm a human being.
"If I'm not lying, not necessarily Om to pick up," I replied honestly with a guilty and slightly unkind face.
A little loh yes, the rest is warmly picked up doi.
"Issha... Means today I was tricked by a kid?"
"No, I'm not a fraud. But I need a job and a place to stay." I kept putting on a face so that he would feel pity and pity for me.
As if the sad expression was I learned from the Mio, the next-door neighbor cat who always put on a face every look at people eating good.
For a moment he silently looked at me, maybe confused if there was a beautiful girl like me who dared to come out at night with an innate like a person to move. Whatever he wants to say, the important thing is that I can go with him now.
"I'm not a criminal kok Om, my SIM and KTP are the same Om all,." I tried to convince Al. I put on a cute face***cat, which I was actually also disgusted to see my own face, to look adorable that could have made her vomit.
"Hem, fine then. I could've reported you to the police if you did anything, '" Al threatened in a serious tone.
"Ok, siap!!" I am happy to answer the threat.
Thankfully, there is no need to sleep on the streets. Even though it is ready also the same folding mat that I brought from home. Even if it had not been picked up, my intention to escape had already been unanimous.
Al told me to follow from behind. Occasionally losing track, understand meh people will use a motorbike that cc triples my motor, yes naturally I am lost.
Somewhat far from our meeting place, I finally arrived at a housing estate. Says the guy who owns the house here the money doesn't have the serial number. Maybe because it never ends.
We stopped at the fenceless house with a one-time twenty-four-hour security guard at the main gate. A Mediterranean-type house, with ivory yellow paint is not much different from my house. It's just that it's a lot bigger than my house.
Huuua.... He's very rich.
"Come in" said Al, inviting me to enter.
Getting into a luxurious house was nothing new to me, so the reaction was normal. Because I also often meet with Papa's relationship whose house is almost the same as this. Although not yet an official owner of the company, at least my signature is still needed.
Let alone in the maid's room, in the barefoot shed I once had. It often happens if I make a mistake, including when I make a frown Momy's party clothes while ironing, where I know if the clothes are made of silk and cost five million. He scolded me blindly, even though the money to buy it used my family's money.
"I don't care if I can rest now" I said honestly, because I was tired and had to get up as early as possible tomorrow.
Wait, it's almost dawn how can I go to sleep????
"Yes sleeping there" Al told me to go to the room I was going to.
He leaves with his handsome face, aware Laila he's an om-om.
I went into a room that looked sober, there were no luxuries there, just a mattress and a closet. For entertainment there is a TV outside the room, in a room reserved specifically for helpers looking for entertainment.
I put all my luggage, without being told to my eyes immediately fall asleep on the mattress that I don't know how long it has slept with others. Dusty and smelly, I'm tired. It's tidy tomorrow.
****
At 04:30, the alarm on my phone rang it was a sign that I had to wake up and fulfill my obligations as a creature. I always pray at dawn not to be abandoned. Although I have no one in the world, at least I have a God who always accompanies me.
But feel these eyes do not want to be connected to the brain, come on Laila do not disappoint the om Al because this is the first day.
I got out of the room, and went to find a bathroom to wash up. When I just closed the door, I heard the sound of a woman giving a beristighfar from behind me.
I turned to him, maybe he was surprised that there were beautiful creatures filling the empty room. Hehe... Narsisku.
"Who are you?" Ask the woman in her 50s.
"I'm Laila, this is Mbok Sum huh?" I asked while fixing the rectangular hijab I was wearing as long as it covered my hair.
"Oh yeah, how do you know?" Mbok Sum is more confused.
"I'm the new maid here, Mr. Al who just picked me up last night" I said again.
More precisely 1 hour ago.
"Kok Mas Al didn't say anything about the new maid?!"
Yes, anyway, my people also come at 3 am, like kuntilanak just came home from heaven so that tomorrow he did not sleep bad. So long affair if the nimpalin Mbok Sum turned out to be kepoers too. It could not be dawn prayers if this is mah.
"I want to take my prayer wudu, excuse me," I said goodbye and went to find the bathroom again.
My eyes are heavy, can't you just finish praying directly bobo?? If a new job a day what can be a vacation????
