My heart's driver
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"how tired are you??", asked my best friend, Gilang.

"yes tired of his name as well as Lang's work" I replied after landing my butt in a chair in the kitchen.

oh yes I am Rizal, ehmmm.my name is just that, because that's the name of the deposit when I live in an orphanage, so I don't know who my real parents are, oh..but it's okay, the mother of the caretaker also really love me, until I graduated SMK, I still live in the orphanage, when I decided to work and get out of the orphanage,mother's tears seemed heavy to release me, but I have to. I want to string a dream.

"if you don't feel at home outside, you go back, the door is always open for you".

that's the mother's words two years ago, but now back was not possible, that's been riled up by the owner of money and power, the mother lying sick after the event, the mother was,and three weeks later the charismatic woman went to the Khalik.

with all my faith, I brought three of my most familiar orphanage sisters, Risty, Daffa, and Larasati, each of them was first grade Junior High School, six Elementary School, and one High School ...sure, but I can't give up, rather than me handing it over to foster parents who even when I see them I'm not sure, my sisters won't do anything later.

I work in this cafe as a waiter, just take the morning shift, my best friend said he also helps talk to the boss' mother, so it's a little easier, because after Maghrib I have to serve as a night watchman,in an elite housing, which is even the wall, has almost stuck with the contract I live in, Deket.

"want to go home?", I saw Ranti my coworker asked, I nodded.

"emmm..zal, can nebeng not?", just a little down, shy maybe.

"your boyfriend didn't pick me up?", I asked, because as far as I'm concerned he has a girlfriend, who's his name, I forgot.

"u-have broken up, I don't know what to go home, I haven't really memorized the area here" he said.just came to this city.

I nodded then took the helmet that was always tied behind my favorite Supra motorcycle.

"but my bike is ugly, not ashamed of you?", he shook his head, it was already .

on the way I just keep quiet, because usually I am always alone, no one wants to ride the motorbike output early this millennium, already blind.

"zal you don't want me to live where?", he asked, slightly bringing his face closer to me.

"i know what, the path of Asoka flowers right?" I saw from the sipon he nodded.

who does not know the famous street with many boarding rooms in the area, I was a bit curious, why my friend can pay for the cost there, he is working while studying, he said,and I know how unfriendly the room rental price in the Asoka flower area is, for me who has thin pockets.

entering the boarding area I again asked, exactly where the location of Ranti's residence, after Ranti told me, finally my bike arrived in front of a boarding house, in front of the boarding house visible writing, and then I got to know,receive the cost of the sons and daughters.

"no stopping by?", asked Ranti while giving me the helmet she was wearing, I shook my head.

"don't do it, I want to go home, rest awhile, night must work again, I first well", I said with a smile looking at Ranti, I saw a disappointed look from her face, I don't care.

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"have you come home?", asked Risty who just came out of the bathroom, his hair looks wet, shampooing as possible.

"yes, where is Daffa?", I asked my sister who was still in the first grade of the High School.

"maen kak, tadi same Laras too, I was invited anyway but males", he said while sitting next to me, while drying his hair with a towel in his hands

"where indeed, your tumben did not come" I said as I opened the jacket I was wearing.

"up odong-odong, very hot, very hot", he replied.

"what's hot?, it's been a gini afternoon", I shook my head.

"ish.pisty males ride odong-odong, no appetite, no exclamations so, the look of Laras with Daffa, his spirit was if riding odong-odong ".

"the name is also the children", I said then rise to the bathroom, do not you think our bathroom is in every room, no. This small house I rented only had two rooms,me and Daffa are one room, and so are Risty and Laras.

off Maghrib I rushed to my next job, he became a residential night watchman, after saying goodbye to my three younger brothers, I swung a step.

......................

"just came zal?", asked my co-worker, Bang Romi.

"yes it's just bang, where's the bang?", see where he seems new from

"from that house d block A end", point it toward block A.

"wrong?",

"so called Retno, the bohay's maid was zal",

"from the gardener he said", he said again after lighting a cigarette from his pocket.

"hmmm.gitu", my calculating brain immediately works.

so the gardener is pretty good, but I still work at the cafe, can't be so gardener just after night, I monologue myself .

as if my words two nights ago were answered, today I am officially stopped from the cafe where I work, the reason the new owner does not accept my reasons for working elsewhere, he said,even if it is just guarding the night, he said I will not be able to contribute optimally to this cafe, the cafe is proprietary.

before returning home, my motorist I forwarded to the usual complex I keep the night, even though there is a security guard, why the developer still hires people to keep the night again, a lot of money maybe??.

not much asked by the security guard, because I also work here, after saying I want to go to block A , they immediately open the gate, without a sign.

"excuse me", I said from outside the fence of this big house, the most luxurious and largest, maybe three times larger than the house around block A, yes even this house here, this is, big everything, this one's the biggest.

"ehmm.gini Ma'am, yesterday I heard who has this house nyari gardener ya ma'am, is there still ?".

"ohhh ..iya yes, Monggo mas enter, that miss happened to be at home, let me drop off",

here I am now, sitting on the porch of this great house, the space is only as big as the entire room in the rented place where I live, the rich are free.

"ekhem.", as I turned my gaze toward the voice, a beautiful woman was now in front of me, I thought her host, mothers, turned out to be young, I thought.

"good afternoon miss", I stood up slightly, bowing my body, taking a few notes.

"afternoon", he answered.

"what is it?, I don't have much time" he said, looking at the clock on his left wrist.

"yesterday I heard the lady looking for a gardener yes, I happen to be in need of non work" I said with a smile.

"you see that", he pointed it towards the garden,astaga.

"he just started working last night, I don't need a gardener, so you're late ".

geez..kalo already there is a work, why also the mother was open the fence try.tck waste time alone.should I be able to find work elsewhere.

once again, the sound surprised me again.

"what did you do before?", he asked, but his face was so hard, what would happen if the child met the cassava child, he said,kok similar story that Risty often read in the noveltoon application anyway.

"uh-ah-anu miss, I used to work in a cafe as a waiter" I replied.

"why stop?", asked the beautiful lady again.

"replace the owner of the lady, because there I only work in the morning, I am not in use anymore" I replied.

"in the morning, you mean?"

"i am working at this complex tonight miss, good night.so it can only work in the morning, because yesterday's friend someone nyari people make work, me fitting fired ,I try it, who knows the sustenance of non.tainya...".

"why?", asked again.

"no non, no nothing, maybe my sustenance is not here", I said his question.

he's just a beard

"can you drive?", he asked as he sipped a new drink between the mothers, I was thirsty but ashamed.

"may miss, thank God SIM is also there",

"hmmm.", I saw him as thinking.

"can I bring the car?", he pointed it to a white sedan produced by a German manufacturer, the BMW 4 series covertible, yes although I am a difficult person, but the hobby also saw the video utub, about luxury cars, but the hobby also saw the video utub,good to see, this car is expensive.maybe almost two billion of the highest variants.

I nodded, it was hard to bring a matic car, but the problem is, this car is two doors, why this lady will be comfortable sitting next to the driver.

"but there is a condition that you work here", the lady said without seeing me, then moved and looked towards the sky that began to be orange.

"what's miss?", I'm enthusiastic.

"you have to stop watching the night, because you have to take me wherever I want, and at whatever time it is".

I confused myself to answer him, got one job ..iya, but left another job, not what, but I know what the standard salary of the personal driver is.

"excuse me in advance, miss, if that seems like I can't" I replied, I'd better find another one, I thought.

"why?", he looked at me.

"that's miss sorry before.I work double gini, because I have three sisters who are still in school miss, kalo only in one place, I'm afraid will not be quite non" I replied as is.

"old man?",

I'm kind of pensive to hear her question, oh maybe ask my parents sometime huh.

"we're the girls' home, when the home is riled by the moneyed, I decided to take care of the three sisters closest to me, miss, we don't know who our parents are" I replied with a wry smile.

"oh.."

momentary silence.

"i paid you three times, how?",

"READY MISS", I said as I moved from my seat while saluting like a soldier.

TBC.