In The House
Ojol

This morning, Karla's performance looks good. It can even be called, it is beautiful. Almost all the men he passed by managed to steal a glance at him.

The makeup that he had polished on his face perfectly matched his casual clothes. It looks elegant, accompanied by her sweet smile. Adding to Karla's complete appearance today.

"Already neng?" ask the Ojol in front of him. Make sure Karla has climbed on the motorcycle seat.

"Yes sir."

The motorbike was running, splitting the streets of Bandung. Until it arrived at a building that is quite tall painted white. The modern style in wear accompanies.

Karla then took off the new helmet she was wearing earlier. And handed him. He went down and paid the fare. Then walk a little nervously.

"Is this the place?" murmured Karla, back to see the address sent by the committee via email yesterday.

Karla's gaze swept around. Then stepped forward, approaching a woman who seemed like she was a committee member.

"Ep... Excuse me, sis, is this building really where the registration of In The House participants is held?" ask Karla.

"Yes, sister, to be more complete ask the receptionist" said the woman, pointing in the direction of the building

"Thank you."

Karla entered the building slowly. There was a queue in front of the reception desk. It looks like he has to register there.

However, when Karla wants to queue up. His body is small in size. Stabbed by a much taller man.

"Dong's heart!"

Karla protests, while holding her shoulder that is a little painful. But the man just stared at her flatly. Which makes Karla's emotions a little peaked.

Because I don't want to ruin his day. Karla relented, and let the man get away with it.

"Patience, patience. Patient man his ass wide."

Karla murmured, rubbing her chest with her right hand. While regulating his breath. Again, he did not want to prolong the small matter of the day.

After waiting for almost ten minutes. Now, Karla's feet are tingling. But lucky Karla. Now it is his turn to register.

He immediately put a brown map that from the beginning he held. The map contains the required documents. Includes three times four photos set in blue.

The receptionist received the map. And seen putting it in the drawer under the table. Then keep a piece of paper, from another drawer.

"Please fill this out with details. After that this paper can be given to me again." said the receptionist guiding.

Karla. Then take out a pen that the receptionist gave him. Fill out all the questions on the paper.

The question was easy enough for Karla. It was just a question of self-data about him. Although it looks simple.

The question is quite detailed. Even to ask about hobbies and dream residences. After a minute of filling the paper. Karla handed him the paper back to the receptionist.

"Good brother thank you, if you are accepted as one of the participants will be contacted back by our side" said the receptionist smiling kindly.

Karla walked out of the building again. His steps looked limp as the energy drained out after queuing up earlier.

It seems he will not go straight home. He will stop by first into one of the restaurants, which is seen in front of the building.

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