Chapter 10: Desperately Seeking a Job

Sometimes a mother looks down herself seeing herself as a woman who can't afford a child to support on the things they choose or want. But children doesn't look in that way. They just woke up in a rough morning and annoying environment, or maybe it's just a wound in the past that keeps on reopening hurting oneself. Parents then jealous the people who provide their children's need.

"Nizsha, when are gonna visit your home?"Nizsha's mother asked who was on the other line from a video chat. Meanwhile Nizsha turn off her video to not let her mother see her face. "I don't know." she replied coldly. "You don't know? What? Is your study really have hectic schedule?" her mother who was in furious line. "Nope. I just don't know when to go home." she once again replied coldly. "Hmmp. I see. I see, your acting proud now since you're studying in a college. And your on your way to become the profession you've dream huh." Nizsha doesn't respond anything since she already knew these types of script.

"You're being superior now. Doesn't respect me since I was not the one who supported your study. I know what your doing right now, not turning on your camera. You are mimicking me and do that rolling eyes of yours. Then were sorry to call you and disturb your peace living." after that the video chat ended.

Beyond the camera is the troubled face Nizsha. She's been saving and budgeting her remained allowance for a month. Although she was a scholar it doesn't cover the expense for her daily needs. The price of going to a non government support school. She breathes deeply after knowing she only have a money that could cover her two meals. All her stock goods were gone after eating it peace by peace. She wants to tell her aunt about her situation a couple of times when she realized her stock was slowly gone, even though she was too thrift on it, but she can't she was too shy and she know her aunt's expense limitations.

"I have to find a job." she said to herself. She stared on the notebook she had since her younger days. Then reminisce her good days where she wrote her plans and what to achieve and experience. She then remembered, she wrote it back then, find a job while studying. But the question is where can she find a job in a city, where her aunt can't know. But before she search for job she must fill the form first so she could transfer to a new course.

The next day after entering a new environment of study she begun to feel unease. Knowing the course she take was the study of a girl's wedding she crashed. At the very first day of her experience she immediately became the hated student on class. Luckily Narl the gay was there and 2 of her strong personality classmates was there too back her up in times of trouble.

During break hours she posted papers she printed on the announcement area. Her desperate looking for jobs made her face goes thick. Knowing that announcement walls are only intended for important announcement from school. She doesn't mind to it and post it there to gain audience looking for workers.

After class Nizsha meet up her highschool classmate who was on her neighboring school. She heard a rumour that it was working part-time on a fast food restaurant in the city. There was a positive and bad news she heard. Her old classmate was really working on a fast food restaurant owned by her aunt. Unfortunately the restaurant that she works at was not too famous and less customers in regular days, so it doesn't need more crews to work there. After a little chitchats and regards they immediately bid farewell cause her old classmate has busy hours.

She was heading back to her boarded house when a hunk of a cars horn breaks her ears. The ever annoying face she could see to the cars window. Hermosillo the airy one. "Hey lady need a ride?" he calls out. She doesn't gave reaction nor respods to it.

"Is that how a girlfriend respond her boyfriend?" he adds after noticing he was snubbed.

Nizsha stops walking and so is the following car. Her brows meet together and look at the smiling Hermosillo. "When did I become your girlfriend?" she asked even though she knew he was just teasing her, she just wants to join the fun Hermosillo started.

"Last sunday. I heard you can't reject anyone's request specially your aunt, who asked you to be my girlfriend." he confidently replied.

Meanwhile Nizsha replied in pride."Really? Well correction, I never reject request and my aunt just 'ASKED' me amd she does not demand. double correction, we live in 21st century where mostly humanities can have there freedom to choice their lover and also make a choice. Tripple correction, we are not close... I already told you that."

"Well I'll gave you a fact, that my mom believes your my girlfriend. Fact number 2 is that she amd your aunt asked me to pick you up. And fact number 3 I don't like girls with bad characters." he defends with a smirk face.

"I don't fall for such lies Mr. If my aunt wants me she'll message me. So goodbye." she said and instantly walks out.

Hermosillo calls out "I have a solid proof madam." and wave his phone with her aunt's text message. Nizsha stops and looks back to see the evidence. Hermosillo then moves forward to level their distance. Nizsha grabs his hands to see the message clearly."How would I know it's my Aunt's number?" she asked for verification.

"Don't be stupid Nizsha ofcourse it's similar to your contacts list." he replied although he looks lying somehow the tune of his voice sounds confident and truly not nervous.

"Don't judge immediately Mr. My phone's battery drained okey. Dont act wise." Nizsha parried and let's go of his hand. She then walks to the other side of the car and gets inside. Hermosillo smiled happily while whistling.

Nizsha was completely blind of what is going to happened ahead. Hermosillo prepared a plan of lies and surprise to the destination they'll go.