Among Thousand Journeys

Among Thousand Journeys
In the new world



“Eat the ma'am...” I told the shopkeeper, then chose the side dish, and started eating, and,


“Mari sir...” said I offer a person who also


eat in the shop.


“Please..” answer them both.


“This father also participated in medical?” ask me on two people who are both of age, I estimate that one is 50 years old, one is 45 years old.


“Iya..” says they're both almost in unison.


“Mas also participate medical?” ask the old.


“Iya sir.. la this father wants to work where?”


my many.


“Work in Saudi, in cement factory.” answer that


youthful.


“Lhoh kok same, I will also work in cement factory, this trus pak where did it come from?” my many.


“We are from Tuban.” replied the young one.


“How come, I am also from Tuban, Which Tuban?” my many.


“Wah must be his son Mr. Mustofa.., I've thought,” said the old.


“Iya I'm a son of Mr. Mustofa, wow you can


you know, where's this guy from?” my question is becoming more astonished.


“I am his brother-in-law Mudi, whose home is


behind your house.” is obviously an old man.


“Wah I don't understand.


Mudi has an older brother-in-law like sampaan, hahah.” I said jokingly.


We soon got along and talked nonsense,


because I met sedesa. We became medical friends, and together we went back to the place


shelter together.


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The medical news is acceptable tomorrow,


but I can't say fit, because it turns out my x ray photos don't have the picture, visible,


so it has to be re-photographed, but after being photographed


repeat, still can't, no shape


the picture at all.


Actually I know, too, that Khodam is in the


my chest is trying to close my chest, because


indeed I have asthma, which is quite acute, because often paint with a compressor so that the paint flak sticks to my respiratory tract, especially if spray varnish, especially if sprayed with lacquer,


I feel like my breath is sticky. Well, you can not go to Saudi if bgini. I was eventually referred to another medical place. And thank God after the muscles because the photo of x rays there is no picture too, finally approved.


Because of the heroes, I had to run out of time,


so that the flying time and break rest is very short. Waiting for the call, I flew at the first departure of my group of 30 people, immediately told to be ready tomorrow will go to the airport.


I also prepared all the things that would


I brought it, night can't sleep because


imagine on a plane, but the next day in absentia, my name wasn't listed, I was


bewildered. But yes, just let it go.


But at 10 p.m., there was a plane report


burned one wing, and was forced to descend on


singapore Airport and all passengers


installed at the hotel.


Wow there is also a meaning


holding me back from flying, I was the next morning


got a call with the remaining TKI to fly.


When entering Soekarno Hatta airport


Cengkareng, it feels like a dream, after


boking the ticket, then we waited in the room


wait, and 3pm the plane immediately


dispatched.


Good luck to the destination. And aircraft


take off, into a new world that is not


know how my fate is there, but God willing


always in my heart, as good as my guard.


Until Riad Airport my entourage transit to


domestic flights, to Jijan. Arriving at Jijan airport, getting off the plane, hot


directly slapped the face, out of the airport there was already a pick-up car from the Company, and we were escorted to the company, he said,


After arriving at the cement company we were placed in a fairly large Barracks, containing 60 rooms, each room occupied by one person, but because we just came, and


plans will be partially passed to the new plant, though,


then one room filled with two people, I with


people I don't channel, even though they're both from Indonesia.


straight to work, straight to get clothes


uniformly.


Administration work is complete, we still have to


enter work, even if not yet work, only


meet other workers. And


good means directly in the salary record.


Hours 4 pm return to work, thursday – jum’at holiday,


if entered then calculated overtime(overtime).


At night, I choose to sleep in the afternoon, because of the body


I feel tired after a long trip


recess.


At night when I went to bed I turned off the lights, and the lights from the bathroom were shining. My roommate slept on the other bed beside me, because there were indeed two beds in the room.


While I was sleeping, I felt something


watching above me, I opened my eyes, and I was shocked, because there was a head with a binder


white head, and long hair, middle


hovering above me.


“He... who are you..!” in shock.


He was also shocked, maybe surprised that I could


looking at him, he darted away and


bumping door.. “jedak..!” and his head


mentally, look at me who woke up with


a look of panic and fear, then darted again


through door.


I fixed my blanket, because of the room


feels cold because AC, wonder is also new


first, there are the spirits of the dead


curious who came to me. It seems like there will be another incident that will be my long story in Saudi Arabia.


The second day, it turned out that this factory was very big, and,


maybe the area in Indonesia, as large as one


more districts, and many surrounded by mountains, which work in the blasting part of the mountain to


taken the stone must be delivered to the bus, pick up,


because far away, in this matter the first day I worked, it was wrong that I was sent to work as a cleaning service but then moved to my own place of work as a calligrapher.


I have my own room, a warehouse, ah


just live it, and my work neighbors


servise seat upholstery, there are also Indonesian people,


I was shocked when I saw Indo people working


next to me, because I've been


accidentally helped that guy.


Indeed, the taqdir line is transverse


sometimes we unknowingly meet a line


taqdir someone else.


When helping this person named Sarno, at that time I was accidentally making a meal, and was dragged into the pull of force, to a Malang area, precisely Gondang Legi, and so on, I saw Sarno who at that time I did not know, Sarno entered a luxurious house, and inside the mansion there were two people


mother and daughter, who


talk about Sarno being sacrificed


to Nyai Blorong, I was surprised how I was attracted to that house,


“Ah I don't want ma'am.. wong Sarno is the one.


ugly.” said the girl.


“Udah do not think about it, the important thing is that you pretend to marry him, later he


just made into a tumbal.” obviously his mother.


I was surprised to hear their conversation. And Sarno came in and then I came out floating somewhere, that place was a rice stall, that was


in front of him was a mango tree, I stood on top of a mango tree, and looked at the stall clueless. Inside the shop were two girls eating rice while chatting.


“Do you like Sarno?” ask the other girl.


“Iya.., I already did with him, if


I don't marry him I'll get him,”


answer the other woman.


I was surprised to go back and forth Sarno. Suddenly I


dragged back to a house, near


the corner saw Sarno running, banging


gedor's home, I'm still confused because


a pull I can't fight.


I entered the house, where there was a half-old man......


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