Dream Smile
Episode 34

I was placed in the laundry section. A little disappointed, but I can do anything but live it.

If the HRD itself said I could have been transferred to another job if my performance was good. But in fact this has been three months running and I just like this, which is struggling with linen, a set of fabric materials used in the operation of hotel guest room service.

Being in the scope of the room where washing, drying and providing linen until ready to use resulted in me not moving from anywhere. And more ngenesnya again I did not meet with Mr. Akram.

"Juice!"

I looked when someone called me. "Why Co?"

Rico comes with a chef-style still, an apron still tied around his waist with a hat high above his head. His job here is as an assistant chef, but his expertise in cooking and concocting new menus makes him trusted to hold the control of guest orders.

"I can't go to college this afternoon. I came home a little malem," he said, making me nod.

"There's another event?"

Rico nodded. "The hotel owner, Mrs Soraya celebrates her birthday. You should just follow, do not have to go to college first," he suggested.

I'm sighing. "Today there are tasks to be collected and I don't want to waste my chance to go to college. It's only been a year and I don't want to repeat myself" I said with a strong determination to finish my education here on time.

Only one year of scholarship I got from Kartika hotel management. Especially living in Jakarta is hard. Although the nominal money obtained here is fairly large but all equivalent to the value of the cost of living here. Even though I had skimmed in fact when I arrived at the end of the month I must be in the fog.

"Go have a good night!" again Rico patted me on the shoulder. His hand now looks like it reached into something from my pocket and thrust it at me.

"You're not having breakfast yet?" guess it.

Two pieces of brownies wrapped in transparent plastic were now placed on the table right in front of me.

"Thank you" said I don't know how many times I've addressed him. I don't know if Rico wasn't the guy I was with in Jakarta, maybe I would have been a bum.

Rico clucking. "Kok, even mewek?" said mock.

I chuckled and quickly wiped away the tears that were seeping through my eyes. "Don't know what to say let alone your Co. Anyway thank you very much for you who always help me," I said sincerely.

And it's true that the food Rico gave me was from some of the food he took from the hotel kitchen.

***

At half-four in the afternoon I was finished with my work and started packing and heading out of the hotel area. My goal this time was to get to the bus stop because I wasn't with Rico.

The time I had to get to campus was an hour and a half. When I usually leave and go home with Rico, we stop by the house first. A short break to clean up then continued to the campus riding a motorcycle.

But this time it seems I do not have much time because it is certain to take the bus takes a long time because it is constrained by traffic jams.

When it was almost near the shoulder of the road I saw the bus route to where I live passing. I smiled a smile and with quick steps I rushed after him. Half-running I hope to get on that bus to get to the boarding place soon.

But when my step was on the shoulder of the road and did not look in the direction around suddenly I was shocked by the body bouncing on the asphalt of the road.

There was just a car passing right in front of me. I was dragged and now in a state of slump. The pain felt in my feet. I grimaced as I raised my skirt a little and saw that there was blood coming out of my neck.

I hissed when someone had crouched down in front of me, checking my legs.

"We went to the hospital" he said, trying to help me stand up.

But I quickly shook his hand. "It's just a minor wound" I said trying to stand up. Yes, I believe this is just a minor injury like the one I got when I fell off the bike.

"I'll be in charge of taking you to the hospital because I hit you earlier" he insisted on helping me.

I shook my head still, and my eyes now stopped on her shiny pantofel shoes and pants. And I got more curious and raised my face trying to look at the person in front of me.

Dressed so neatly in an expensive suit, and he was....

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