My story is still about my life's journey to go with my mother.
Arriving at the Surabaya terminal I got off the angkot and apologized if my money was less than two thousand rupiahs, at that time the angkot fare was three thousand rupiahs. Alhamdulilah, the driver was kind and received my fare. I continued my trip to rent my mother on foot along the highway and into the alley village. Aahh .. Didn't feel that I had arrived in front of my mom's rented alley. I was shaken by the neighbors and said ... Bulek your child here ... I felt scared and happy, Afraid my mother was angry and glad I had arrived in Surabaya. I'm in the arms of mom. . And said "Yes, if you want to come with you, what do you want to do? Get your hair cut and take a shower and eat." Thank God my mother did not scold me and I was allowed to go with my mother and three younger siblings. Time passes and I have started to look for work .. Drive around in every shop and building project .. Finally I got a job even if only in a school cafeteria ... I started working in the canteen in junior high school, I got a nickname, she is a Balinese person and very kind to me and my mother. I work from Monday to Saturday from six in the morning to three in the afternoon. My job is shopping at the market, sweeping clean sometimes also frying cakes or snacks. if the break is busy I can also be against the buyer .. Sometimes I am ashamed to see my junior high school age children at school and snacks in the canteen, because I should also still be in the second grade of junior high school, but economic conditions that make me drop out of school and decide to work to help my mother and my younger siblings.
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Arriving at the Surabaya terminal I got off the angkot and apologized if my money was less than two thousand rupiahs, at that time the angkot fare was three thousand rupiahs. Alhamdulilah, the driver was kind and received my fare. I continued my trip to rent my mother on foot along the highway and into the alley village. Aahh .. Didn't feel that I had arrived in front of my mom's rented alley. I was shaken by the neighbors and said ... Bulek your child here ... I felt scared and happy, Afraid my mother was angry and glad I had arrived in Surabaya. I'm in the arms of mom. . And said "Yes, if you want to come with you, what do you want to do? Get your hair cut and take a shower and eat." Thank God my mother did not scold me and I was allowed to go with my mother and three younger siblings. Time passes and I have started to look for work .. Drive around in every shop and building project .. Finally I got a job even if only in a school cafeteria ... I started working in the canteen in junior high school, I got a nickname, she is a Balinese person and very kind to me and my mother. I work from Monday to Saturday from six in the morning to three in the afternoon. My job is shopping at the market, sweeping clean sometimes also frying cakes or snacks. if the break is busy I can also be against the buyer .. Sometimes I am ashamed to see my junior high school age children at school and snacks in the canteen, because I should also still be in the second grade of junior high school, but economic conditions that make me drop out of school and decide to work to help my mother and my younger siblings.
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