Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapters 15. Depart

A gentle breeze blew the leaves. Makes her dance in tandem with the gusts. Tree branches also seemed to play the tone of nature break the silence. It was a very happy early morning.

"Well, are you right so go to Jakarta Dew?"

While carrying a grocery bag, Ine stopped her footsteps when passing in front of Ambarwati's house. However, a moment later, the neighbor of the Goddess turned back his heels and swung his legs to get closer to the mother and child who were standing in front of the porch.

"Yes Mom, I'm leaving soon."

Ine stared intensely at the clothing bag with batik motifs that had been lying in the foyer. The woman's lips were slightly throbbing when a worn impression was attached to the bag of clothes that this Goddess would carry.

"You sure, to Jakarta carrying a buluk bag like this? Aren't you ashamed of Dew?"

"Why should I be ashamed, Mom? This bag I brought was not a steal so what was my reason for embarrassment?"

Deep creaking is clearly visible on the forehead of the Goddess. He really did not understand the meaning of the words of this neighbor named Suminem.

"You want to go to a big city but wear a buluk bag like this? Ihhh .. embarrass our city you Dew. You're supposed to be carrying a suitcase, not even a bag like this."

With lips that look shiny, Ine launched her protest to Dewi. Although this is actually not all his room to argue. But in the eyes of Ine, the appearance of the bag that will be carried by the Goddess is really damaging the view and mood.

"Oh, so just about this bag I'm carrying?" said Dewi make sure once again to Ine.

Ine nodded steadily. He thought after getting a protest from her, this neighbor would wear another bag that looks much classier.

"Yes, it's a trivial but embarrassing thing." Ine gave a moment of pause for his words. The middle-aged woman frightened her gaze towards Ambarwati who was silent from earlier. "After all, does this Ambarwati ma'am not love the Goddess? So let the Goddess wear a bag like this? How heavy is Mom, buying a suitcase for Dewi? Ambarwati's money is actually for what if not to make the child happy?"

Both Ambarwati's eyeballs were perfectly wide. He felt that the words of his neighbor had gone too far. This neighbor's upbringing really tore her pride as a mother. Just now Ambarwati was intending to open her mouth to chimed in on Ine's words, but her wrist was suddenly gripped by the Goddess. As a result the middle-aged woman undoes her intention to reverse Ine's words.

"Bu Ine, my mother has offered to buy a suitcase, but I refused. Does Miss Ine know why?"

"What's the reason you turned down your mother's offer, Dew?"

The goddess just stared at the face of this neighbor. "Because I want to give you a suitcase out of my own sweat. Big suitcase that certainly can to put the body bu Ine for then I throw it into the river. Hows it? It's gonna be so much fun, isn't it?"

Ine's face flushed red, holding back the flames of anger. Even on the top of the crown appeared smoke like a teapot that issued a genie.

"Based on your brash son Dew! I swear it was us... Aaaahhh.... What the fuck is this???!!!"

"Feel, that's the result if Ms. Ine puts my family down!"

"Aaarrrrgghhh ... fuck all of you!!"

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Those days of bitterness have passed. No matter how great the storm that yesterday hit the life of the Goddess and had destroyed her inner strength, in fact the sun still faithfully radiates her radiant shine even though it looks timid. And in between the rays must be stored the breaths of new life, giving the spirit to move forward.

The wish-petals, which had been destroyed, are now back to their mark. With a belief that the love of God will always be in broken souls. Back to finding direction. Where he's going to step.

This is one of the justice of the owner of life. He brought down the cold rain water accompanied by the stored warmth. He created a storm with a rainbow that would come after him. He made a cry accompanied by a smile afterwards. And he creates wounds accompanied by happy bidders who can bandage them. Everything that happens is in accordance with each portion. We as weak beings can only try to always ask for strength to the Master of life.

The tread feet of the Goddess eagerly entered the terminal area in this city. It looks like this terminal is already so crowded with large buses lined up neatly. Occasionally Dewi glanced at a piece of ticket that he brought then he matched it with the name of the bus he was going to ride. After meeting with the fleet of buses that will take him to the capital, he rushed to look for seats that have been lined up neatly. And on this bench number twenty-three he will sit.

"Son, I don't have anything I can give you for your trip to Jakarta. But Mom has this. Bring this, may this thing be of use to you someday."

The words of the mother again ring in the sense of hearing belonging to the Goddess. The lady's eye bead was glued to a white gold necklace with a heart-shaped pendant. This necklace was given by the mother when she was about to leave.

"This is the message left by your father. He seemed to have an inkling that one day one of his daughters would go to Jakarta. And he asked Mother, whoever is going to Jakarta, should wear this necklace."

Again the Goddess could only frown. His curiosity seemed disturbed by the existence of this heart-shaped necklace and pendant. During this time Dewi never knew if the mother kept valuables, and what else did the father mean to ask her to wear this necklace when going to Jakarta? Really, question after question regarding this necklace and pendant only made the Goddess confused herself.

A slightly rough sigh came out of the nose cavity belonging to the Goddess. Not wanting to get too absorbed in curiosity, he chose to rest his head on the back of the chair. While occasionally spreading his gaze toward the outside of the glass that already looks crowded.

A pair of Dewi's beads stalled on the figure of an old grandfather who was in front of the terminal ticket agent. An old grandfather who did not have legs wrapped in cloth as a cushion while selling cangcimen (beans, quaci, candy). Instantly a lump of flesh that was in the chest cavity belonging to the Goddess throbbed pain. In fact, there are still many who have imperfect physiques but they are still eager to find sustenance.

God, I hope I can learn from that old man. That actually physical limitations are not things that can stop steps to achieve the mind and mind.

The condition of the bus that was still a little quiet now the crowd began to crawl up. Passengers to Jakarta and surrounding areas have been seen to meet the available seats. Lucky Goddess when the chair next to her is uninhabited. It's like a VVIP passenger sitting alone.

The bus that the Goddess was riding on slowly started moving out from the terminal. Move forward to get the passengers to arrive in the dream city. The horn that is lit and sounds echo as if it is a spirit race to be able to achieve what is success in the overseas land. Now, the big bus has completely exited the area within the terminal.

The twenty-seven-year-old woman, who was sitting in one of the passenger seats, looked ahead with sharp eyes. Many times he tried to strengthen himself to always be excited about the times to come.

"Goddess's Spirit! The spirit!"

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