Among Thousand Journeys

Among Thousand Journeys
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“We'll see later.” I said adding,


while smoking a strong cigarette, let it be a bit


mantepan.


“Mbak Lina it's out break up girlfriend lo Yan.” says


Ikhrom nambai, Ikhrom,


“Coach?” I said a little bit of a nigger, seriously


respond,


“Iya.., the guy who used to get kicked, he said


ndak setia.” added Edi, kayak more seneng just talk people.


“Lah mbak Lina as beautiful as that cook her guy


can you be faithful?” my original question was astonished


I'm not making it up, because it's strange that there are beautiful people who are not loyal, because it's also strange that there are people who are beautiful,


“Actually that's the reason, mbak Linanya


alone who already bosen.” said Edi closed


talk, because we have reached the door of Sugeng sir.


After praying, we went to bed,


time has shown 12 hours over five


minutes, as usual, me and Edi slept one


room, and Ikhrom sleeps in another room,


“Yan if Lina has a crush on you really, you want to be her guy?” asked Edi whispered, but did not have to whisper also the voice of Edi less loud, but also,


Because of the habit of Edi if you want to sleep soundly


tape recorder, from the car tape that has been spoiled, and the computerized song that's it, the song Kus Plus if not wrongly titled Telaga Sunyi, and the sequence that I got to memorize the song Mari Nyanyi Bersama, well if in the horror of the song is more and more bosen, but long ago also good for lullabies, too, but it makes me not concentrate on the wirid in the heart,


“What?” I asked because it was Edi's voice that was not clear,


“Yes if Mbak Lina really has a crush on you, you want not to be the guy?” he repeated his question in a different tone,


“If you think I want what?” my many.


“Lhoh this is the one who walked you Yan kok even asked me again?” redbutt Edi.


“La I don't know myself, I'm good what I want


didn't he? Let's talk about it again tomorrow,


now sleep..” I said while closing


hands over eyes.


The day passed like passing through a circle


spinning in one shaft, we are like rats running in a wheel rotation, the longer we run, then still we are on the same road, the sun department store, the house road nginap, the longer we run, why I think it's getting worse, though,


Nine o'clock morning left for work, ten o'clock opened the store, before breakfast first, facing the buyer, afternoon home, like if we think like a robot, frankly if I'm not young at heart, I'm not young at heart, it means still young,


Full of mercy, fortunately I am a young man, once a time teasing a beautiful girl who walks past our store, or sometimes I am a prank prank on girls, in order to buy shoes that I display, I was tempted to finally buy, when the origin of just snacking, I said that wearing shoes that I display was even cute, even looks fashionable, even fashionable,


What I know is fashionable, what,


and sometimes that makes me laugh, the girl who is obviously a woman, her name is also a girl yes definitely a woman, I was tempted to buy shoes that


stylish guy, and I said even cute, and finally buy and wear, but obviously in fact, but I want to..,


Ah if you think it's getting worse in the world, then,


most teenagers follow the word people, do not know that the person who is followed is not talking yes they still follow.


“Yan,. here.” suddenly sir Sugeng called me.


“What's up sir?” ask me after being in front of him,


“Oh is it sir?” my many.


“Iya.., the guy says, you are


ng neatly, his hair is tied to a neat back, tomorrow start work in brick shoes yes.” added pak Sugeng answer my question.


“Iya sir..” I said respectfully, remembering sir


Sugeng helped me a lot. The brick shoe store not far from where I work now, was separated


four shops, watch shop, gold shop, boutique


bak lina, and the ice cream shop, so the brick shoe store fits next to the ice cream and bakery.


Time off I took the trip to


place a brick septu shop, then get acquainted with the owner and his two servant girls who


I will be my daily friend,


“This morning yes the tomorrow work here?” ask


girl named Mona, the girl's face is ordinary, like a country girl, shoulder-length hair, shy looks, mature brown skin, and,


He was at most a hundred and a half tall, he wore a uniform, and the other girl, Anna, was beautiful too, quite tall perhaps a hundred and sixty-six, a pretty face, thin lips, straight hair, the yellow skin is flat, the nose is small, only the powder is thick, maybe to hide the acne on his cheeks, but I think more and more


powder, the easier to spot, because the pores are closed, it is also in the opinion of ndesoku.


After we did a brief introduction


I went back to my job after


dzuhur prayer at the mosque behind the plaza, the next morning I leave again with Edi, although from now on I no longer work with Edi, but still sleep with Edi in place of Mr. Sugeng.


We walked, through a long hallway of the market


an impromptu morning, which is open every morning selling vegetables in the plaza lane, well the market that is somehow evicted by Satpol pp, but still open every morning, but still open every morning, I also do not want to blame the traders who sell every morning, either,


Maybe they want to rent a place to trade properly, not using the road, but maybe the price of the kiosk rental is too expensive, so because the capital is tight eventually also still selling on the road, so the price of the kiosk is too expensive, and clearly disrupt the smooth flow of traffic, also I do not blame Satpol pp officers, who always break their merchandise, because of the demands of the task of regulating the city, he said,


But such a day will happen if the government is not wise to make a decision, as if the merchant is not the people of Indonesia, they are evicted, when the trade may be from debt capital, to support his family, he said, I think if this goes on without a wise solution, which is harmed eventually all, passers-by, also traders I think not much profit from the diorat-arit trading, he said,


I just stared at officer Satpol pp,


who wears the face of a graced, though


maybe their parents could also be one of the evicted, if the Satpol pp person


little thought if they were evicted


how, and the merchant who was once told to be a Satpol pp officer, pp,


Well, this carut marut is actually the key in the government, if the people are not poor, I think events such as the pursuit of traders and officers are impossible.


But this is what happened, happened and continues


happened until when?


“Yan..” Edi's voice surprised me.


“There was a.” I said while avoiding people going back and forth on the road that almost hit me.


“Soal mbak Lina, how about Yan ?” ask her again while walking quickly beside me.


“What's the way?” I asked back.


“I mean do you not give attention?”


“What other concerns?” I asked back.


“Yes do you accept him?” ask again.


“How come, he also does not know anything, not give anything, I want to receive what?”


I said and we started to walk quietly because


passed the vegetable market.


Seriate....