Jakarta In Today
PHK

Soldiers could not bear to see Narmo sitting daydreaming alone after being fired by both of them as a dish salesman.

It is true what Mr. Tarmad said, as bitter as work is a Selesman, where when goods sold, they still hit the boss with a variety of reasons.

"Just because it sold a little, it was still not enough to hit the target. What's the point of me paying you all if this ends up costing me."

And that's just a handful of reasons to cut his employees' pay.

What else when not bringing home any results, not getting maki again, as if they were told to eat a plate, because the boss saw the look of both of them as if the horseman luping.

People never know when to be grateful for the results they get.

"He's a very powerful person, indeed we are what we like to play alone."

"You know what else, we're just employees, and he's the boss."

"Bos is the boss, but he thinks what easy plate selling... Those people can't eat every day with a new plate, unless the plate is also eaten." Narmo is back.

Soldiers did not blame Narmo for the heartache of being despised like a lumping horse jockey. Narmo who was upset was born because he was no longer maki by his boss.

One month's wages work in half, because many dishes are broken to do attractions to attract attention and buy selling plates.

"Indeed because he's the boss, but we're just a steed to bring him more and more success." Answer the soldier who is certainly upset anyway.

While from some of Narmo's mistakes due to Soldiers who got the idea to do the attraction, so that Soldiers feel bad and compensate Narmo.

"So we want to work what kar, Gua does not want to be unemployed, if only sitting dumbly, mending home cave village can be alone with Namira." Saut Narmo limp.

Again, Namira is Narmo's favorite chicken that she lives in the village.

"I met an old friend, not too long ago, he said he had a job."

"Seriously lu.... So the manager ? Or is it the director ?."

"Maybe it's not that great, but it's just for one person."

"Bright.... How about the cave ?." Narmo looks moody.

"Let Mo, the cave will ask who knows there are other vacancies for you."

Soldier looking at the mobile phone of a former veteran, he himself may very rarely open the contents inside his phone. Like there is no reason to see a plain white screen, without notification of incoming messages or calls from others except RBT subscription operator messages.

But this time it was an interesting surprise, Soldier's eyes were fixed to a small picture of the letter form in the upper left corner of a plain white mobile phone screen.

There are 3 incoming messages, two of which are only limited to warning messages from the operator center offering a prize quiz and notification message that the active period of your card will enter in the grace period, immediately fill the pulse to get a reward.

The gift itself, is just a diversion of issues so that others are interested in staying with their carrier services.

No matter the case of PHK, even though tomorrow they do not know what they will eat, just because of one text message from a woman.

The woman was an old childhood friend, a first love limited to each other and look at each other, a friend of the village, including also a friend from Narmo.

'How are the news Lu kar, cave denger Lu in Jakarta as well as Narmo, stop here at the cave place.'

It was written with a smiley bald head emote.

It is beautiful not artificial, a short message from the contact name Zizah Rohimah makes Soldiers can forget how upset he is because of PHK.

"She, I'm with Narmo in Jakarta, I'll stop by sometime."

Namro looked at me who was laughing to himself, his facial expression looking confused, describing that there was something strange about what he saw.

"Crazy to be right, because it was fired for Elu's own whiny, still sane you, kar ?."

No Soldier cared what his friend Narmo said, because the innocent man never knew what a message from a woman was magical.

Although it is limited to a few words in the SMS, and Soldiers are grateful to be able to feel the greatness of Technology that villagers rarely know. Even a gentleman in their village doesn't know what a cell phone is.

People aged 50 years calculate the amount of village budget using only abacus, Pak lurah pakulaut village, Mr. Amirudin does not believe in the name of the calculator.

"That's a tool to make a nation stupid, we're colonized by technology, lazy to count, too dependent, really disappointing."

Cetus Lurah Datol with an abacus in his hand and a piece of paper about the entire village development data.

But amazingly, until the calculation is so difficult about incoming data, infrastructure improvements, road paving planning, paving the paddy fields and other irrigation path changed like a hand in reverse, miraculous not the origin of guesswork.

But for Soldiers now think about the problem of lurah whose period of office is almost exhausted was not a problem, because surely Mr. Amiruddin again became lurah, won a landslide without the need to calculate the results of the coblosan vote, he said, because the only one who still wants to be a lurah in a small village with a fee seikhlasnya only he.

Of course, no one is tempted, not even care, a little thing that is known about Mr. Amiruddin is to be a lurah in the rank of leading the village, looking cool with a suit and tie, and, plaid shirt brand Margasari market including his ideals since SD.

As for a person like Soldier, he was not very concerned with development affairs, as long as his village was calm and peaceful, that alone was enough.

Back to the problem of PHK.

Because there is nothing Narmo and Askar can do, payday in the month and in PHK unilaterally, the money is only enough to eat wartegan with side dishes. The middle of the month will be replaced by packaged noodles as a lifeline.

And also, for a nomad who lives in a shabby rented like them there is no money left over for paying rent.

The only option later is to owe, of course Soldiers prefer to owe and pay later on after getting a new job.

Dreaming of many things, Soldar remembered the words of his friend Beny who told him to come to his place to work at the Kali Deres terminal.

There is no need to think long because Jakarta has never thought of someone whose work is just daydreaming about useless things, especially about the selection of village lurah that has nothing to do with the misery of nomads like them.