Between Love and Traditional Java

New Life

Today's schedule is PAP, a kind of training for domestic workers before being picked up by employers. Me and some friends who were different from the city with me were escorted to a multi-storey building. We headed to the third floor which had many hallways and rooms.

Each room had a number, and I entered class 25A as it was written on my Id card. We were greeted by a man who turned out to be a teacher at the training this time. Based on his speech I guess he is Sundanese. His voice was calm and his person was humorous.

During the training I looked at it with focus in order to get a graduation letter. On the sidelines of learning we also play games. The class atmosphere was amazing and amazing. Armed with a little training I convinced myself that I was ready for a new job that was really not my passion. In the afternoon, we return to the dormitory.

The next day I went to MOM to take care of my work permit. Then return to the office to be picked up by the employer. At least so far I've been busy enough to put Danial a little bit aside. Maybe this is the first step of moving on that I can do.

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Danial Pov's,

Drtc. drttt .

My phone kept ringing, making my ears feel noisy. I grabbed the phone on the nightstand and swiped the green button.

"Hallo, who?" My eyes are still closed because drowsiness still makes me not know who bothers me in the morning.

"Loe's still asleep?" lutvita's voice snapped.

"The "Vita? why bother early in the morning," I leaned my body on the bed.

"Today Dyana is leaving," Lutvita told me.

"Where to? to Blitar?" I who don't understand it is getting confused.

"To Singapore, maybe now he's already at the airport" Lutvita growled.

"You mean?" I feel guilty. This is because he wanted to meet last week, I still do not understand and even rejected it.

Flash back on,

The weekend is always crowded with visitors who come to be the busiest and tiring day. Many people flock to travel, either with his lover or his family. In the midst of my work there was a message from Dyana.

"Can we meet" a message from Dyana.

"Actually I really want to see you Na," I said.

"I can't, I'm busy working" I refused Dyana's invitation, the more I met, the harder it was for me to forget you.

"Oh, yes, sorry to bother you," Implied disappointment in Dyana's message.

"I'm sorry" that's all I can say to get back the message.

Flash back off,

"Now I regret not seeing you, why did you go that far," I worried about him.

"What time does he fly?" Lutvi's voice has not yet answered me.

"Maybe by now he's already on the plane," Lutvi sounded listless.

"There's Vi's a message, I see ya first" I checked my whatsapp.

"I say goodbye.I always pray for you. I'll take my feelings flying. I'll drop my miss. May you be happy. I'm sorry I still bother you. Thank you for ever strengthening me. You're the most beautiful person who ever cheered me on. Goodby. Hopefully we can meet again . Although it's been to another heart." the message from Dyana really makes me sad.

"Am I really going to lose you Na?" inner hold it.

"Vi, Dyana's gone" I muttered to Lutvi whose phone was still on.

"Even at the last moment you can't meet him Dan," Lutvi looked disappointed as well.

Lutvi felt that the misunderstanding created yesterday had indeed distanced them. Lutvi intends for them to explain to each other because Dyana is determined to go far and even out of the country. Lutvi does not want misunderstandings, even if you have to separate everything must be clear.

"I hope you're okay. Have a nice flight." That's all I can tell Dyana.

"I feel really disappointing being a man" I replied to Lutvita.

"It's Dan, you also have to move on, hopefully Dyana's okay too." Lutvita encourages Danial.

The heart's intention wants to dodge but its shadow always follows. In every waking and closed, he always first crossed my mind.

"I had to find a new hobby to distract myself." I was determined to move on, because being forced would only hurt.

"You're patient, yes" And then Lutvita hung up.

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Dyana Pov's,

The curious day had arrived, I was already at the home of a stranger who picked me up a few hours ago from the agency office. A friendly smile is engraved when first met. The two little angels who were still learning how to speak chirped made my tension fade. That cute funny face comforts me a little because I'm here myself. A little bit of gripping to get to know each other about the new family that will be where I spend the next two years. At least it's easier than I imagined.

"Good start, hopefully next will always be good" I concluded.

All facilities have been provided from starting toiletries, sleeping equipment and food. The work has also been explained a little. I feel happy because I feel accepted. It all comes back to fate. But I believe if we always do good, we will also be met with good people. God is always with us.

A lot of news that I read about domestic workers, a lot of experiences from friends that were told to me, all that I took lessons. Whether you like or mourn, complaining must still be done, that is where professionalism in work. And maybe God bless me. Because I chose a boss who was my religion. Everything that happens changes me for the better.

I learned more when I went to school. My employer put me in school to take good care of her son. Because he's special, a non-verbal autism. It is part of autism where the person does not learn how to speak. It is estimated that 25% to 50% of children diagnosed with autism spectrum disorder (ASD) never develop spoken language beyond a few words or utterances. I learned how to take care of that beautiful little angel.

Patience and sincerity and a growing sense of humanity

it opens my eyes and mind. That when it falls there is still a glimmer of hope to be taken his silver.

I don't regret my decision even though it's sometimes seen as one-sided. I am here to be grateful when it can be useful for other humans. Helping to care and educate, meeting new people who give knowledge, learning what I never knew before, it is a great gift that I am on this occasion.

Friendly psychologists explain painstakingly about non-verbal autism. The patient feeds therapist teaches you how to introduce different types of food, because he or she is picky. The teacher who educates and gives tips on how to teach him to control himself really gives a new experience. Meeting people in various professions who want to share experiences is the most beautiful thing I get, when my situation is being let down.

A heartwarming experience when the employer tells how to get his first offspring after waiting three years. Because Hydrosalpinx that makes it difficult for her to get pregnant makes her have to do In fitro fertilization or IVF program. And after three successful new processes. It was incredible.

Fun when it can adapt to a variety of new people who have different characters. Dive into life with all kinds of circumstances. God has a more beautiful plan.