Bejo - Against the World

that tragic night!

Every day Bejo undergoes his routine as a Photographer, Editor and Studio Owner. Thank God, Every day there is always a Work Activity. From the photo shoot assisted by the crew and his assistant, meetings with clients, or appointments with fellow vendors.

It was exhausting, but it was fun for him. Everything was lived with joy. Especially if there is a photo session of fashion.motret beautiful and sexy women is a refresher for his eyes.

Actually plunging into the world of Photography is one thing that is not planned. Bejo's mother who has the initiative to give the photography studio business capital. Because his mother knew his son liked to take pictures and rub his laptop, editing photos and videos until he forgot the time.

Time goes on, it doesn't feel like Bejo has been running the studio for 7 years. Until one night the sound of his Smartphone was as if screaming loudly wake up a tired bejo after returning home pre-wedding shooting session in Lembang.

"Halloo.".", Bejo picked up the phone.

"Jo!!! cepeet here.. the literacy studio!!!"

Puad's voice sounded loud as if stabbing his heart. Puad is his crew who has helped and accompanied him for the last 6 years.

Bejo immediately woke up! it felt like there was a thunderbolt striking right above his head! Between confusion, anxiety and disbelief, it was as if this was just a dream.

"Yes Allah... Did this really happen?"

As quickly as the lightning bolts of the bejo rose from his bed, his steps swiftly headed towards the garage, straying into his studio at high speed. To the extent that he forgot not to wear trousers, he only wore shorts that he slept in at home. His eyes were painful not because he was sleepy, but were sad because he was sad, confused, anxious and frustrated.

"Yes Allah.. The studio I built from scratch. This studio that has been my life for 7 years is painstakingly destroyed!!"

"Oh God..."

Bejo unceasingly mentions the name of his God while occasionally swearing.

"aaaarrrghhh!!!"

Arriving at Bejo in his studio, he saw that many people had gathered, A very large fire wrapped around his studio building, Siraman the person who used the small bucket had no effect in the least.

Bejo can't do anything, just silently watching the Red Jago devour whatever is around him.

"It's all over!! Aaaarrr!!!"

Bejo grabbed her own hair. Don't know what to do.

"Where are the Equality Extinguisher Cars??", Bejo yelled loudly.

"Again on jo's road" said the studio's front neighbor.

"Where the fire department has not come!", Mothers are anxious and tense.

The fire truck came and quickly stopped in front of the studio. His officers swiftly pulled out a water hose, then directed to the location of the fire.

But nevertheless..

"Buck up!!"

"It's not out!!"

"Quick check!"

"Open the faucet!"

Some officers ran to check the faucet and water hose, then climbed into the water tank and the officer was surprised after looking into the tank.

"Great!"

"The water's empty!"

"Aarrrghh"

Bejo shout! "Heeyyy! why is there no aiirnyaaa?!!", Her face grew increasingly stifled.

"Quiet sir! wait for another car on its way here" said the officer.

"Ngaco!!!, Hunt down habiiisss all!!!, how the hell are you guys!!" "come to the location of the fire but no preparation to bring water!!!, what are you coming for huh!!!??".

Bejo was furious, angry, upset, and frustrated.

"Patient patience" Some of his friends tried to calm Bejo.

"Damn it!!, Aarrrrghhh".

Back Bejo felt very messed up. The fire grew faster, burning and destroying all buildings and all their contents.

Half an hour later, when the fire was already very large, a second car came.This time carrying a stock of water in his tank, Then Officers began spraying water to the location of the fire in a hurry.

The enormous fire was invincible by the burst of water from the fire engine, The weak spray of water was unable to defeat the might of the fire that had devoured almost the entire building and its contents, which are mostly made of paper and wood such as photo albums, enlargement frames to decorations in the studio were mostly made of cloth and streoform.

Bejo's getting frustrated.