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Chapter 1. Accepted Work
"So you are a widow?! How many children do you have? You are 39 years old. Your appearance is also clean. I like it," said the Old Madame who sat on the sofa.
She held my application letter that contained complete files about me. The only last diploma degree that I did not attach to it. It is too high applies to be a maid, it might be rejected after. She is around 75 years old, looks very rich and classy. Silk dresses, sparkling jewelry and bun hair showed her class.
Before I got into her room, I was interviewed by her secretary and taught how to behave. They are looking for a maid for their eldest son's house. Online job vacancies with salary offers above standard income brought me here. Now the final interview that determines whether accepted or not. She said that this process had been going for three months and none applicants went through.
"Yes, Ma’am. I am a single parent with one child. My child is now living with his grandmother in the village. He's already big enough, so I can focus on this job. I promise not to ask to back home to my village often.
"You don't have any work experience yet. Are you capable of this job? We need a housekeeper for my son. You arrange all your household needs. One condition, be honest. Are you up to it?"
"Yes I can Mam. I've never worked before. But I'm sure I can."
I don't really understand what a housekeeper is, isn't it the same as a maid. Why have to organize all household needs? Maybe it means shopping, cleaning and cooking. Oh, the important thing for me to get a proper job. I hope, they will hire me in this job, Wisnu's education cost are not small enough, and force me to accept this job. After separate with Bram, All of Wisnu's needs are on my bear. I don't want to have a relationship or ask for share from that cheater.
'Maharani, you must be strong and keep spirit!'
"Rani! I call you Rani, ok. You're hired! The trial within three months. If you pass, you’ll continue. If you're not, you have to go home. Because this work is quite hard, I pay you six million rupiahs! I must see the quality of your work!"
'Haah, six million rupiahs as a maid? How hard is the job, anyway?'
There are not a job as a maid out there pay that much in the beginning. Especially with an age that is not young anymore.
Like me.
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