Dream Smile
Episode 13's

I can't cover my puffy eyes, look like zombies or victims of being attacked by bees because my eyes are now visible.

I stared at the mirror I was holding. "Hmmmm. I think I want to skip it," I complained bitterly.

"Feed first," said my mother who now appeared from the door while carrying a plate of rice filled with side dishes. I nodded and let the food go without moving to pick it up.

"You're still mad at Mom?" said my mother who is now sitting on the mattress while folding and tidying up some clothes.

I stopped my activities and turned to him. "Well not angry with mom," I said.

She smiled at me and said, "I'm sorry, Mom, for your father's attitude and the circumstances that require us to stay here."

"Why should you apologize for your attitude?" I asked to look at Mom and now approached her while holding her fingers. "Why don't you just split up, Father? I've made a lot of mistakes to Mom, do you not feel hurt. We just leave the Father and enough of us live three," I said begging my mother.

It is not without reason that I ask for it, it is also for all the mistakes that you have done and I think that I cannot be forgiven. In addition to irresponsibility, not providing, his hobby of gambling coupled with having other women.

And what makes me wonder I yes there are women who want to be with my Father who model soan, I feel I can not resist to ring the head.

Mother seemed to thin her lips and smiled faintly at me then clasped my hands back. "One day you'll know Ayu" Mother told me.

"But know what?" I said asking urgently. "Mother, Ayu is an adult and not a child anymore" I told Mom to explain to me.

"Sometimes when you're an adult you'll understand Ayu" explained Mother stroking my back.

"But what?" I asked again, but Mom just gave me a smile.

"Yes, you have breakfast, it will be late" said Mother then rose to tidy up the clothes that had been folded and put them into the closet.

I was just looking at Mom's back as hard as it was Mom telling me the truth, my mind. I am also now continuing my activities of putting in my equipment and continuing to bribe my breakfast.

***

I arrived at the hotel on time. Me and my other friends are now in their respective areas of duty. All preparations have been made from checking which rooms are used by guests, rooms that have been empty left by guests are also empty rooms ready to use.

Now I am arranging all the needs of the ditroley and then after all the equipment is ready I go towards the room I want to clean.

Room 2017, I started to open the door in front of me using the pass key, and after the door opened perfectly I was surprised not to play. The room looks like a broken tub, the chair moves in any direction, plus a blanket of pillows and bed linen scattered on the floor not to mention two wet towels are on the mattress. Whether the hotel guests are out of war or something, I'm just a wiggle now.

I took a deep breath, then stepped in. My morning was welcomed with hard work and I should now be excited.

"Ayu's spirit!" I said encourage myself.

I also now began to step again picking up dirty sheets, towels and blankets into one and then put it in a trolley bag so that later it will make it easier for the laundry officer to take it.

And the time begins. I took all the tools I needed from the trolley and then went back into the room, but there was one that stole my attention, my eyes turned there precisely on the nightstand near the sleeping lights. As I approached my eyes wide open, I swiftly picked it up. My smile was broken because what I was holding was two pieces of fifty thousand bills.

I want to feel like I'm screaming because I'm happy not to play, but I'm pondering because there are footsteps approaching.

"Something happy?"

Spontaneously my body turned around, seen Mr. Akram standing leaning his back on the wall with both hands closed to the chest.

"That's happy!" I said with a big smile, and after that I showed by shaking the two pieces of money in my hand flaunting them.

"The windfall" said Mr. Akram smiling as he nodded his head.

"More comfortable dong here," he chirped.

"Yes sir seems if you have graduated from school want to work here," said I while starting activities.

"Cool, I support!" saith.

I looked back at Mr. Akram and smiled at him and said, "Thank you Sir."

"Bapak Tumben here?" ask me because Mr. Akram is still standing on the spot observing my work.

"I don't think the executive housekeeper of this hotel chose you wrong" he said and I felt it was not the answer to the question I asked.

My eyebrows wrinkled and then turned to look at him. "I mean Sir?" I ask what is not clear he said.

"Hear your name mentioned during the discussion of the selection of party workers at this hotel, and if you don't mind you can work here while continuing to school," explained Mr. Akram.

"Why can that be, sir?"

"Because you can be relied upon, that's an example," said Mr. Akram while pointing to the results of my work that is a mattress that is neat and ready to use. "Repy and decent, so wait for good news from Mr. Ardi as executive manager, soon will definitely call your name" he continued.

Disbelief now envelops my heart, there is also happiness. 'So all this time they paid attention to my work?' my inner.

"Don't you joke?" my chirps, because I don't want the words Mr. Akram says to be just a compliment or a trap and his slang is a prank.

Mr. Akram chuckles. "Seriously," he said.

"Duarius can too sir" I joked and now we both laugh.

"What's the eye?" I said while I was still in laughter.

I'm silent too. Why did Mr. Akram see and pay attention to my face, Aissst.

"Don't say it's over in kroyok time" he chanted.

And I also back to laughing. "Indeed I'm a criminal sir, cook in kroyok time, good!" my mouth doesn't accept.

Mr. Akram chuckled. "Out of the ex?" he said and made me gawk. I nodded, rejecting his words.

Mr. Akram was surprised by my words and said, "Don't tell me you're single!"

"Ih, Father what the hell!" my mouth and I pouted as I pursed my lips.

"Ha ha ha," Mr. Akram laughed watching my behavior. "Yes, continue your work, not to joke with you. The spirit!" mr. Akram said with encouragement before leaving the hotel room.

After Mr. Akram was not seen again, I cheered happily because my day now felt complete already. Can money tips from hotel guests who check out, can good news from superiors can also chat with Mr. Akram.

Hmmmm... My heart is in bloom today.

To be Continue

Pass Key: Room key carried by room boy or room maid during the duty to clean the room in one section.