Buying My Maid's womb
Overly Free

The hour hand moved to the number one at noon as Bening began to busy writing job application letters for the various times. There have been enough cover letters that he spread to various companies, but there has not been a single work call for him. Some of his money he bought a mobile phone in order to make it easier to access any company that if opening a vacancy.

Apparently, finding a job in Jakarta is not as easy as he imagined. Moreover, he has no work experience at all. However, Bening was not discouraged. Every day he would go and visit companies both big and small. It doesn't even matter if she is accepted to work only as an office girl. Honey, almost a month has passed, a work call has not been entered into his phone.

"Where else are you going to go to, Ning?" tanya Nilam Yanh just finished bathing. One month they are in Jakarta, Nilam is now slang. His clothes were getting tighter and shorter. Sometimes Bening often found him home a little drunk. Bening had often advised Nilam to be careful, but Nilam ignored him, preferring his present life. Several times Nilam invited him to dugem, but Bening refused.

"Come, Lam. I'm confused myself. I thought finding a job in Jakarta was easy, but it was hard." Bening arranged his job application letter neatly and then put it in the chocolate map.

"You are, Ning. Yesterday my boy friend had a crush on you but you didn't want to. Try it if you want, your life will be good. All of them are responsible."

Hearing that, Bening shuddered in horror. He just shook his head while smiling. Patchouli can be like that, but Bening will not follow in his footsteps. Bening also wants to move and find a new contract. He is not comfortable with the environment that is too free it is also not nice to constantly stay in the contract paid by his girlfriend Nilam. Understandably, in this world that is free only air. He did not want that one day the contract would be a problem.

So the next day when the sun is not too high, at seven in the morning, Bening was waiting for public transportation. He also did not know where to go, which was clearly the goal was to spread four job application letters to various places.

Hungry, Bening decided to stop at a simple food stall selling nasi uuk.

"I'm confused, Ma'am, ma'am ma'am great reduced by one. Now I'm asked to find someone to replace who came out yesterday. I have all been told, but no one wants to. The big madam was chatty, so many couldn't stand it." lamented a man dressed in safari, it seemed like he was a driver.

Bening who was eating slowly, quietly listening, happened to be the distance between him and the man who was talking to the owner of the stall was quite close.

"If now, I can't help either, Mr. Diman. My employees are no more. Repot."

"Yes yes, Ma'am. Come on, my dizzy. Later if I go back to the big madam house, surely I have to spray because I have not been able to replace the maid yesterday."

"Indeed, the big madam is short of helpers once huh? Isn't there a lot of servants in that house, Mr. Diman?" ask the owner of the stall with a frown.

"Yes, usual, Ma'am. Rich people like my employer do need a lot of servants in his house. Now, I'm confused where to go."

"Loh, this Mr. Diman really bothers. There are now many service providers. Try checking it."

"Well, that's terrible, sir." The owner of the stall looks like a head bobble.

Bening who had heard earlier, turned to Mr. Diman. She was actually embarrassed and hesitant, but this was her chance to get to work soon.

"I'm sorry, sir, I heard you earlier, you're looking for a maid." Clear approaching. The owner of the shop and the man looked at each other then he nodded.

"Yes, sir, just can't."

"Emmm ... Can I apply, sir? I happen to be looking for work, it has been a month to spread the application letter but there has been no call." Bening said politely and expectantly.

"What's wrong, brother? You're so pretty you don't deserve to be a maid." The owner of the stall stared at Bening increasingly wrinkled. Likewise with the driver who looks doubtful.

"I need a job, Mom. If there is a vacancy even if only as a maid, I am willing. What matters is halal."

The owner of the shop and the driver looked again, but then a smile emerged from the man.

"Alhamdulillah, does this little sister want to be a maid?"

Bening nodded quickly. The man and the shop owner smiled.

"All right then, let's come with my sister."

Bening immediately paid for his meal and followed the man's steps into the car which would soon lead him to meet the big lady who he said was chatty.

If accepted, Bening would be very grateful. That means while she was a maid she had a place to stay and could get out of the contract that was too free.