A SIN BETWEEN US
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Chapter 2 2

"How long do we want to park here? That girl has been gone a long time ago," Aamber's voice broke the silence, almost making Aaron tiptoe in shock. "Daydreaming again, huh? Recently your habit of daydreaming has gotten worse."

Aaron took a breath and then backed the car out of the parking lot. "Thanks for accompanying me waiting for her."

Aamber looked at her brother intently, then her gaze turned affectionate. The accident was a long time ago, but her brother carried the burden of guilt on his shoulders without stopping. It was as if Aaron had forgotten how to smile. "I love you, brother, I can't stand it if you keep in this condition."

Aaron was silent, not responding.

"She has graduated from college, her grades are good, she will definitely be accepted into the company that you have worked so hard to prepare for her." Aamber gave Aaron a meaningful look, then sighed when Aaron said nothing. "Isn't it time for you to stop?"

"Stop from what?"

"Stop taking on this responsibility as if you could never be forgiven."

Aaron's grip on the steering wheel grew tighter. "I will never be forgiven."

"The incident was long gone, the girl might even have lost her sadness and lived a happy life."

Aaron frowned and shook his head, denying whatever his younger sister was trying to say. "No, I took away all her happiness. Before I can return everything to her in its entirety, I will not stop."

"I will never tire of saying that you really are pathetic." Aamber gave her brother an irritated look, feeling like a broken record from repeating her sentences over and over. "I pray that someday the girl will know who is behind her life who has been running so easily all this time."

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"A summons for you." The housemother handed over the letter, neatly wrapped in an expensive paper envelope.

Laurel frowned, reading the letterhead on the envelope, which was written in elegant gold ink with a very bona fide corporate emblem. This company is engaged in construction services and is very well known. Laurel knows the emblem and gets to know this company, which her lecturers often mention. Also frequently appear in various mass media, especially concerning business and financial literature.

This company was really founded from the ground up, the owner, who according to rumors was still young, started this business after returning from school in America. He founded a company with a system similar to a joint venture with investments from foreign companies engaged in similar fields. Then within five years it has dominated the ranks of construction companies to be reckoned with. A summons? It really baffled Laurel, she never felt like she was sending applications to this company. This company is too bona fide for a fresh graduate like herself. But how could there be a summons if she never submitted a cover letter?

The housemother smiled at Laurel's hesitation. "Just open it, maybe the contents are really a call to work for you."

"But I have never felt like sending an application to this company, Auntie." Laurel used to call her housemother like that.

This housemother is like her second mother, when she was alone and her parents died first, Laurel decided to quit school and look for work. It so happened that at that time a neighbor introduced her to Aunt Sarah, an employee in charge of a girls' dormitory who at that time needed helpers and friends to stay with the dormitory owned by a private foundation.

Aunt Sarah is a childless widow who lives alone and Laurel's presence helps her a lot. Even then Aunt Sarah sought out a scholarship for Laurel so she could continue her studies. After that everything was easy for Laurel. The scholarship continues until Laurel can graduate from college, of course Laurel has to bear part of her living expenses. She goes to school as well as works as an employee of the girls' dormitory, takes care of the administration, sometimes even becomes a cleaning employee when there are no cleaning personnel.

"Maybe it's a recommendation from your university, you're the best graduate." Aunt Sarah smiled gently., "Come on, open it."

Reluctantly and a little timidly, Laurel tore open the envelope, previously checking that it was really for her. After making sure, she took out a letter paper that was no less elegant than the envelope and began to read its contents.

Sincerely,

.......... then we are calling you to undergo a series of interviews .............

Laurel frowned, reading it over and over. "How is it?" Aunt Sarah looked so optimistic and curious, Laurel smiled. "Indeed a job summons."

"You have to come."

"But, Auntie, I'm still confused."

Aunt Sarah shook her head, swallowing Laurel's arguments. "Not everyone has a chance like you, Laurel, you have to come and fulfill that calling."

Laurel was silent, frowning, but her thoughts were drifting, her life seemed so easy, as if God had reached out to her hand directly and helped her. She got everything so easily, the boarding house that accommodates her is free, scholarship after scholarship to continue her studies, housemother as a substitute for her parents. A very flexible job that allows her to work while attending school, as well as providing money for her personal needs. Then now, even after graduating, job offers come directly to her, and not half-heartedly, directly at a high-class bona fide company.

Laurel smiled and looked up automatically at the imagined point of her imagination. "Hey, my guardian angel," she whispered softly to the sky. "You must have worked really hard, negotiating with God to make my life so easy, thank you."

            
            

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