Dream Smile
Episode 8

"Why are you standing there?"

My lips that were about to break down lamenting my misfortune now came to a halt, I looked for the source of the sound. "Bapak—," I'm complaining.

Shaking her head now says command me, "Good!"

I also according to slowly riding his motorbike, sitting sideways piggybacking in the back seat while gripping one side of the jacket he was wearing. The motor rotated ninety degrees and stopped being red-lighted.

Before long, now the motorbike again drove into the parking area of the Kartika hotel. As soon as the engine motor died I went down and stood not far from the motor.

"Why are you still standing here?" tanyanya while removing the helmet.

"Book," my.

He glanced at my appearance. He heard her breathing and then he got off his bike. "Follow me," he said, then walked ahead, and I followed his steps.

I did not dare to look around, my focus was only on the person in front of me. Until we got to the room that said 'Staff room.'

Doubtful, but I'm starting to make a sound now, "Sir, how am I?"

Round handle the door stopped, he turned to me and said, "Get in." The door is now wide open.

Honestly, there are no bad thoughts, because I know this person is one of the hotel employees here. And again he was the one who interviewed me yesterday.

He opened a locker door in the corner of the room, then he came back with a stel of clothes and stuck it out to me. "You can wear it, change it there!" he said while pointing to the room that read dressing room.

"I wait outside" he continued after the clothes moved into my hands.

It didn't take me long to change clothes and get out of the room, but I didn't meet her figure. Glancing at the hours that were more than working hours I rushed to leave the place to go to the intern locker to put my bag and personal items.

Superior type room is the place I go, soon I meet the roomboy who served there.

"Good morning sir, I'm sorry I'm late" I said, entering room 406. Because I saw the Troley in front of the room. And it's been confirmed that the hotel officer who is exactly my senior is here.

"Hemm," he replied to me and just looked at me after continuing the making bed activity that is tidying up the mattress. Until the workmanship of this room was over, there were no orders from him nor any words coming out of him. I'm standing here, right near the closet just watching how it works. In my heart I really feel bad, arriving late is a big mistake in work ethics.

Patience, inner.

Now switch to working on another room and I just dare to make a sound, because a little bit I know how it works also just now I observed his work. "Sir, there's something I can help you with" I said.

"That's," he said as he pointed at the pillowcase. Until lunch I could breathe a sigh of relief. Although the work I do is almost non-existent but instead I feel tired, tired from standing with eyes busy observing and also tired of the heart feel cheeked.

"Well," Sarah's voice called out to me. Now I'm at the break for lunch with the employees. "So you're late?" he asked her who sat next to me and placed her food on her front desk.

I nodded lethargicly while stirring up the food.

"Why are your clothes different from others" said Sandy, who sat at the table before me.

"I was late for this" I said a little annoyed.

"Why could that be?" ask Sarah while bribing food.

"So in front of my shirt was splashed with water," I answered, bribing the rice with a lethargic gesture.

"It was only half a day tired," complained Sandy bribed food in large portions, just like people who were starving.

"Where were you in San?" ask Sarah.

"House keeping, earlier help decorations in the Hall Ballroom there will be an event tomorrow, the senior said this afternoon the room will be full. Get ready for you who are found to be room maid and room boy, will get tips," explained Sandy to us.

Precisely different things of thought with me, after arriving here I do not think about it anymore. Because not yet fully I can do the work here, let alone be questioned as a senior, my inner.

The break is over. I also went back to where I worked. There was my senior there and I just found out his name is Roni.

"Whose name are you?" he said as I was picking up the dirty bed linen and about to put it in the troley basket.

"My name is Ayu, sir." I said with enthusiasm, even if only asked the name at least he thinks I exist.

'Pak's pain is dicuekin, ' my mind.

Then he went back to work and came back in a silent method. I don't know, what my friends also feel with what I feel on their first day of internship.

Until the hour hand turns and shows at three in the afternoon, my one day internship task is now over. I wish the remaining seventy-four days were better than today. I hope that.

**

The day passed as if it added to my experience. The more here I get excited about my duties, with Mr. Roni I have been almost two weeks, it means tomorrow I will change with a new task.

"Well now you put the sheets on," he ordered me to give me a chance, put the bed linen on a single bed.

I nodded to do his orders, pulled the bed then started to spread 3 sheets of sheets as well as one blanket. Folding and tucking each end of the bed sheet until it is formed and the bed is ready to use, of course, according to the standards applied in the hotel.

I wiped my sweat, and now seeing my results afterwards I smiled with satisfaction. "Already, sir," I said while showing my work with sparkling eyes.

"I give you a 7" he said to make me a little disappointed, but in my heart also happy from the results of my work. And concluded that all this time Mr. Roni took a lot of silence is testing me.

If I am also passive and do not want to pay attention to how it works so that until now I can not do the task carried. Evidently, he also gave me a chance to learn from paying attention directly until I was trusted to work on it directly even he also gave me value.

The room is ready and now the status of the room is marked with the letter "VC" which means Vacant Clean, which is an empty and clean room that is ready to be used for new hotel guests.

I was now tidying my work equipment into the troley, but my focus was now shifted to someone's voice from behind me. When I looked around I saw the person I was looking for for two weeks just showed up, I saw he was carrying a suitcase and dropping off guests.

Shortly after his task was over and the guest room door was closed he walked towards me with his arms waving with a wide smile. I was a little surprised, he greeted me, my inner self.

As I got closer, I slowly raised my hand and waved at her and returned her smile. With a pounding heart I prepared to string the words together, for the clothes I had borrowed had not yet been brought.

The steps were getting closer, when my mouth opened and was about to say hello from the back came a voice, "Akram, long time no see."

The moment the wave of my hand came to a halt, so did my smile fade. I felt my blood circulation suddenly crawl up to the tiles. What is clear is that I now feel ashamed because of my confidence, until the man before me now walks past me.

To be Continue

delicious hospitality term is given a note not really, sorry if the writing hmmm not so good

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