Bujang Hamlet
Akbar's First Salary

Today Akbar's work is quite a lot, there are some items that just entered the warehouse must be arranged according to the brand and recorded in the warehouse book and then reported to Bu Candy as the head of the warehouse.

So far Akbar works alone, ranging from packing, data in and out, lift goods and so on he did himself.

Heavy indeed but he could not protest, already given the job easily without a lot of requirements was lucky he thought.

Akbar sat in the corner while fanning, throwing a sweat sweat that almost flooded on his shirt

" Bar.. called Gracia ma'am tuh.." said Amelia told him.

" Mrs Gracia...??? sape tu...?? new boss...???" akbar asked, whether he forgot or what but it seemed like the effects of fatigue made him slightly reduced in concentration

" That's the staff of the president sir..."

" Oohh ma'am Grace." - Akbar.

" Lah.it knows why it was senile." protested Amelia.

" I know Grace is not Gracia." Akbar replied casually as if he had no sin,

" Au ahhh... Dizzy talking to you...!!! it's been waiting there..." Amelia left Akbar, who was still staring at Amelia in confusion

" Ape la betine was lenient talking nye. ame la I dem successfully bought your style.." grumbled Akbar while walking towards Grace's room.

Before Grace Akbar's room stopped by the toilet and happened to cross paths with Rere who had just come out of the women's bathroom, Rere's face looked pale, lethargic and faint

" Ayuk...nape the face of the kaba tangled so...???" ask Akbar

" Tau nihh... rich cileren.." said Rere while kneading his temple.

" Cileren...!!!" Akbar repeated Rere's words in confusion

" Aisss is lacking Akbar's blood." explains Rere.

" Whether this girl is speaking on the clear turn to be asked even lengak... tebuyan...!!!" his curse in the heart

" The cake is less blood I because it is easy to lemes, sleepy the same fireflies..."

" The heart can get vertigo..."

" Ntar check with the doctor...!! ehh you want kemane..???"

" So she wanted to go to the toilet but not so it's been waiting for Grace ma'am in her room..."

" Mrs Grace...!!! why..???" ask Rere sharply

" Lum kermuan I. hence want kesane.." said Akbar.

" Oh yaudah deh gih sono..."

" Yes.." said Akbar as he passed leaving Rere

The Grecia Room

" Duhhh long ago bgt deh the Akbar..have been waiting from earlier to meet the handsome.." said Grace while allowing her lashes, waiting half impatiently.

Realized or not since the beginning of her meeting with Akbar, Grace was actually attracted to the man

According to him Akbar is unique, a hamlet child who has a million dreams, dare to wander into the city even without any experience, his cuteness and innocence make a special attraction for Grace

But doi is still jaim jaim for pdkt, what else Akbar who is 4 years younger than him is so respectful and condescending to him.

The toookkkk thoookkk

The knocking of the door broke his daydream.

" Excuse me ma'am..." Akbar opened the door slowly, revealing his popping head with a sweet smile

Make the owner of the room more tense

" Go to the Bar..." Grace let him in, being professional like a boss with guys

Gracia's smile was so beautiful that Akbar was a little nervous and wanted to look at her

" Ade did buk call me here...???" ask Akbar to do point

" Can't I call you..???" Grace asked back

" Ahhh eee dide. eehh no ma'am sorry." said Akbar.

" Sit down." Grace ordered.

" You know why I called you here...???" asked Grace with a stern look

Akbar shook his head slowly, from the look on his face he was a little confused and tense

" Do you know what day it is..???"

Akbar nodded back

" Aiss if you forget..."

" Am I making a mistake in begawe buk..?? if he forgives me, I promise it will work well. Don't fire me buk.." said Akbar with a scared face.

Grace raised her eyebrows next door, why this segemes is Akbar's behavior

" Duuhh Akbar..traga in droves. otherwise I have brushed out.." murmured Grace.

" You in the village already have a boyfriend...???"

Akbar looked at Grace sanctioned, but was immediately answered with a slit of his head

" Well, you don't have a boyfriend...???" Grace tried to snatch again

" Dide buk.. I did anjam dating.. make a good nutmeg saje.." replied Akbar, sometimes in a nervous condition Akbar still talkative using the language of his hamlet.

" I'm sorry ma'am why is that so...??"

" No, you're funny. "reply Grace with a sweet smile, her wry eyes are staring at Akbar.

" Umak... beautiful times this girl's smile mak...!!!" inner Akbar shouted

During in Jakarta Akbar so a person who always admires beautiful girl, either because around him many crowded with beautiful girls or Akbar's eyes are being told refreshing

" I am happy with your tenacity in work, you are obedient, disciplined, diligent and honest. I hope you continue to behave like that. because it is a plus in the eyes of the president..." praise Grecia, for some reason he so want to quickly return to being professional, Akbar too stiff to be invited to relax

" Thank you buk.." said Akbar.

" Today is exactly 1 month you work, I call you to my room because today you got your first salary..." Grace offers a pay slip in front of Akbar

" Keep on being this Akbar, I love it..."

" So today I payday buk...??? Thank goodness..." Akbar was so excited to receive his first salary in Jakarta, maybe how much but not why he felt this was very special and valuable.

" Want to spend what's your first paycheck...???" Grace kepo

" I send to umak in the hamlet partly. then I want to treat ayuk Rere.." replied Akbar with his angry face.

Grace immediately scowled at Akbar's reply

" Why Miss Rere the one you bought. she already has a boss.why don't I..."

" Yaudah ma'am thank you, I promise I will work harder..." Akbar said goodbye while greeting Grace's hand

That day he got his first salary

Akbar walked out of the room leaving a piece of heart that looked disappointed.

Akbar continued to look for Rere and treat him as a thank you.

Because Rere was the one who had brought him to Jakarta and trusted him to give the opportunity to join the work without any requirements.

Besides that for now the most special person in Akbar's heart besides umak is Rere, not a matter of love anymore but more dear Akbar to Rere who has been considered his older sister.

" Yuk... come with me...!!!!"

Connect~

Slightly explain yes Readers is afraid someone is confused,

So why does Akbar sometimes use the language "me" sometimes "me", if doi again use formal Indonesian Akbar will talk about himself I, I, but if he's using the language of the hamlet he'll talk about me. I guess the explanation.

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