
On a street, there was a young girl who was about nineteen years old. From the appearance of him, he seemed to have just come from the village to the city to find a job. He proposed from one house to another. Her name is Nadilla Princess who is commonly referred to as Dilla.
Dilla in shabby clothes and armed with a small bag in hand tried to complain of fate in the city. In the hometown there are only menial jobs and enough energy-consuming with a salary that is not much. Therefore, Dilla prefers to try to find a job in the city.
Dilla is an orphan who is cared for by her father's uncle and aunt. Dilla, who since she was five years old, has been cared for by her uncle and aunt. When Dilla was five years old she lost both parents. Dilla's parents died in a bus accident.
At the time of the accident, Dilla did not join both parents because she was entrusted with the same uncle and aunt. Dilla's parents leave Dilla because Dilla has a fever again, so it is not possible to bring Dilla along. Dilla's parents died on the spot along with the other passengers. There were also some people who were still alive but were seriously injured.
Uncle and aunt Dilla who at that time also had not been given a child. So they do not mind Dilla in their small family. They wholeheartedly looked after and cared for Dilla. Incidentally, they were also only relatives of Dilla's parents.
Dilla's parents are not the ones who are, so they don't leave much of a legacy for Dilla's future. They only have a few grams of gold. The gold had been used for the funeral of Dilla's parents and the entrance fee for Dilla's school at the time.
Dilla's uncle and aunt were not people either, just like Dilla's parents. They were just small farmers managing a patch of inheritance land from Dilla's grandfather. Because the income from a patch of land was far from enough to support the five of them, Dilla's uncles and aunts also worked as manual laborers in the village next door to meet their daily needs.
Dilla's uncle and aunt were very kind to Dilla. They consider Dilla to be their own biological child despite already having a biological child. Never distinguish between a child and a child who is not. Dilla's aunt and uncle had two children, both boys. The first child named Budi, Budi already occupied the first class of Junior High School and was thirteen years old. The second child named Yudi who has stepped in third grade Elementary and is nine years old.
Okay, back to the present moment.
Dilla unyieldingly continued to inquire from one house to another. Who knows, there will be jobs that he can get.
"Assalamu'alaikum sir," said Dilla.
Dilla greets the security guard at an elite house. From the look on his face, the father was about forty-two years old.
"Wa'alaikumsalam Dik's. Whose sister is yes" said and asked the security guard.
"I'm Dilla, sir. I came here for that...."
Not finished Dilla answered the questions of the security guard, suddenly appeared a mother-mother from the house and immediately pulled Dilla's hand. It looks like the mother is the maid in this house. The mother was of no more than sixty years of age, but in terms of energy of about thirty years, very strong. Like mothers who want to snatch discount goods.
"You're how, anyway, this new clock arrived. He said from the professional helpers' office. But it's late like this. Next time it comes it's on time. Here we start work from seven in the morning, you know not. It's ten o'clock until blah blah blah..," said the maid.
The maid continued to talk without stopping and continued to pull Dilla's hand away. The maid pulls Dilla into the house. The security guard who saw was used to seeing and only shook his head. The security guard already knew that the maid loved to talk at length.
"But Bi..," said Dilla.
Dilla wanted to cut off the maid's words, but....
"There's no buts. Now here's your shirt. You can change clothes back there. Your room is the corner. Keep cleaning all this room until it's clean. You sweep, wipe and mop every corner. Do not let any dust drop. Youunderstand?" ask the maid.
Dilla who did not know what to do, finally just nodded her head. The maid pushed Dilla towards the designated room.
'Lumayan got the job. Rather than no work at all, Dilla's inner.
Dilla headed to the back, to where she was shown to change clothes.
After Dilla changed clothes, Dilla immediately went to clean up, starting from sweeping, wiping the furniture that was there and mopping too. There was not a single place that Dilla missed. Dilla couldn't possibly refuse that golden opportunity. Dilla worked carefully and meticulously. Dilla did not want to miss a single dust.
'Lumayan is pretty good. I think it's the wrong servant. Hehe.., assistant of the professional helper of the trial. Wong I just arrived yesterday, where might I know a place like that. Hopefully, the people who work really here resign. I am not tired of looking for work anymore. This is a windfall, where Dilla might push, hem hem hem,' Dilla's inner self while wiping the furniture.
It didn't feel like Dilla had been working for about two hours. Now the clock has shown twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Usually such hours have already started cooking for lunch.
"Who are you?" ask Rita the hostess.
Rita or by her full name Rita Suherman, wife of Aditya Suherman. The person who has a lot of business in various fields, the businessman Conglomerate number one in Asia. Rita was about fifty-three years old, almost the same age as Dilla's late mother.
"I'm Dilla Madam" said Dilla with a smile.
'It looks like this one has a house.'
Rita looked around the room that had been cleaned with a kinclong. The furniture is also clean and neatly arranged.
"Bi.., Bi Imah..," called Rita to the maid who had worked with her for a long time.
"Yes Madam, what's the matter Madam, what can Bi Imah help," replied bi Imah.
Bi Imah was the one who was dragging Dilla earlier.
"Is she the maid that's from the professional maid service we contacted yesterday?" ask Rita.
"Yes Madam, is the Madam dissatisfied with her work. Or something is wrong with him, let me take care of Madam. Madam take it easy, if there is Bi Imah everything must be well. Madam does not need to intervene directly, let Bi Imah who overcame all," said bi Imah.
The madam immediately raised her hand in front of the face of bi Imah. Signs tell bi Imah to stop talking. Rita massage the head that feels dizzy because bi Imah if she talks never remember the brakes.
'Luckily the work is in order, if not already fired from a long time ago, ' Rita's inner.
"So continue his work. I want to go to the room first" said Rita.
"Okay Madam, thank you" said Dilla and bi Imah simultaneously.
'Alhamdulillah not to be expelled, ' said Dilla grateful.
Before they all stepped far from the place earlier, came Mr. Tono, the security guard who was in front of the gate earlier. Mr. Tono did not come alone, but beside him was a young girl as well. The girl was about twenty-five years old. From the appearance of him, he is a person who likes neatness and also authoritative.
What happened to Mr. Tono's arrival with the girl?
Seriate...
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