The sun began to slowly rise. I looked at the empty fountains that fall into the ornamental fish ponds. I'm sitting on the back porch of the house. Still silent. Recall an event that never occurred in your head.
At half-past seven in the morning, Mr. Johan knocked on my door. He invited me to breakfast with him. Initially, I refused to remember Mistress Runi and her son must hate this. However, after being forced at last, I finally do too. Mr. Johan had no idea what he was eating was the result of my own concoction.He still thought that the maid was the one who cooked it all. I have 15 minutes before Mr. Johan meets me in the room. I'm done with the pile of work on this house. Thank God. Mr. Johan was completely unsuspecting. That means I'm successful in meeting the demands of the Mistress of the Runi.
Before the incandescent solar panels began to scorch, I decided to find a Mistress Runi. As soon as I have to get out of here and find a new job,
"Mistress," I said shortly after the body of our side-by-side. Women's it seems like the focus of reading a magazine on a chair on the veranda of the house.
Mistress Rani just cleared his throat without looking at me. His hand grabbed a glass of tea on top of the round table.
"Thank you for giving me a ride, yeah. I excused myself to go. I want to find work and a place to stay outside, "I said courteously."
Hear it, ma'am. Runi suddenly swallowed her tea quickly. His eyes were wide open.As if she couldn't believe what I said.
"You're not going to live here again? Wow. Good riddance. Yes, there, go! " Mistress Runi is instantly radiant. He crossed both legs, wagging the palm of his hand. Kick me out.
"Say hello and thank Mr. Johan. Yes, her. Excuse me, "
I immediately turned to leave. Trying to bury inner wounds. Mistress Runi looks happy with my decision. No need to ask why; he immediately said "yes" to what I said.
Hopefully, Mr. Johan was always given abundant sustenance and health. I muttered in my heart.
***
Missing If this place was in need of employees, I asked a girl-shirted red.
"Wow. No, miss. Oh yes, where to eat fried duck? I heard there were open jobs, "she replies, while pointing a finger to the right side.
There are five stores I went to today, but no one was there to take me to work. I wouldn't have been so desperate if the women hadn't told me there were stalls surrounded by people in need of services.I followed where her fingers were anchored. I see there is a stall in the middle of the crowded inhabitants.
"Then thank you very much, yes, ma'am." I passed once it got the nod from the figure dressed in cetar.
After waiting for the visitors, there was rather quiet, so I ventured to meet the owner of the stall.
"Uh, Miss. What do you want? "she asked when she saw me approaching. Here there is a duck with a variant of the sauce. There are sambel ijo, sambal matah, sambal dabu-dabu, sambal plow, sambal gandaria, and sambel Korek Solo tablets. But don't blame me if my belly misses direct abdominal pain after eating sambel it. Aware of. " Mother Paunchy exclaimed enthusiastically, "makes." my tongue produce a lot of thick liquid.
"Hmmm, no, Ma'am. I'm here to apply for a job. Whether you are in need of employees. "
"Oh, like that anyway. True, I was in need of employees. Here also, there is an empty room, "
This calls for a treat. What a coincidence that I'm in need of a mess. I didn't have to think about it for long because I nodded steadily.Finally, all that work paid off.
"Oh yes, Ma'am. If I can get it to work tomorrow, Because this day I still have other business, "
"May be, Miss., of course,"
I was staring at the happy, beautiful smile painted on the face of my boss. Everyone is friendly.Hopefully, I will feel at home working in a place where I can eat fried duck hers.
Back I swing the legs. Down the corner of the city without a vehicle. Don't care about the sun dousing my skin up dark.
After lunch this afternoon, I'm planning to go back to the house. I need to let the mother know that her daughter is fine.'t describe how anxious it was at this time. I definitely think I'm not already a virgin due to being sold by the father.
After traveling for about 30 minutes, I finally arrived at a building that was dominated by the board. I open sendalku so as not to cause the sound of clattering steps. I catch a glimpse of Mom in the middle of the dream from behind the house's windows.
"Mom," I murmured softly.
The mother looked up. Apparently, my words successfully broke through the senses of hearing. He jumped up and ran in the direction of the door as soon as Mother realized who was just a voice.
"Nara..."
Instantly wrap your body in ringkihku. I felt my shoulder getting wet. Maybe it was the tears of the mother. Return the grip tightly. For decades, we have been parted.
"To where did you bring your father? What is he really selling you, hem? " His mother was unable to stem his anguish. The flood was increasingly heavy, sitting on the cheek.
"Come on, Mom. We're looking for a safe place to tell a story. " I'll throw in some fingers for both of us, then bring the mother to the backyard of the house. We cross-legged right next to the chicken coop.
I will tell you what happened at the bar until I met with Mr. Johan. The mother listened in silence. Occasionally, he wiped the bags under his eyes that condensed. His breath was quickly chasing him down.
"So, you're not touched by them, yes? You are still holy, Nara? " spontaneous upright mother agency
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Oh, my God. I'm so happy.
Again, the Mother encircled my entire body in his embrace. He released the hug after hearing my voice back.
"For a while, I can't stay at home. If you know, I can be sold again, ma'am. I've been working at Warung Bebek Goreng. Not too far from here. Hopefully, dad can't find where I am, "
"Are you sure? If she let you helter-skelter, Mother must be damned, "a pair of shoulders Mother of landslides."From his gaze, I found a deep concern.
Mom, calm down. I can take care of myself. I will also visit the mother here, although not every day. Pretend to still lose me so I don't suspect you, Ma'am, "my imperial order without removing my sight."
I know this is hard. Anyone would be sad if confronted with the position of the complex as it is being experienced. But, in order to maintain my purity, I must be willing to part ways with the mother.Cursed are those who merely deprive me of my throne.Hopefully, nature will never meet us again.
While the focus was on speaking with the mother, she suddenly heard her dad's voice from the other side. I'm aghast. My heart seemed to cease to beat. What is this? Even the friction of sandals that collided with the ground was audible. A sign that Dad is getting close
"Ranti. I asked for the money! " The bellowing man didn't take it. This invites anxiety between me and Mom.
Fucked me.
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Continued