Morning, Maan!

"Good morning, Maam! I hope you like me. "That's the first sentences that I wrote in my diary in the first day I step inside this house. Being maid is first experience for me, and I never know what will happen if she, doesn't like me. Wow...my heart pic..poc..pic..poc.. thinking about that. I don't want go back to maid agency! Because I'm sure 100% they won't send me back home straight away, but they will keep me, angry at me, and abuse me like what I saw a few moment ago.To day is first day, every thing look fine, the girl..five years old...the one that I going to take care, look nice and cute, perhaps because I can speak english. I guess she like me. Just now, when I carry her and I said..."Hati-hati..." she smile so sweet. I hope she really like me .... Small girl always innnocent. I heard what she said just now in the maid agency office. But now, look at her,...she try to comunicate with me,...o...so sweet! Now, I just need to adapt and think what I going to do..tommorow..
My first working day.
(I write this 5 years ago, and my diary at that time is...a small note book...that..)