Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapters 16. Welcome to Metropolitan City

The sky that is bathed in moonlight still surrounds the city of Jakarta at four in the morning. A sprinkling of stars that glow brightly like pearls at the bottom of the ocean, looks very beautiful.

The skyscrapers seem to stand tall. The silhouette of lighting reflected on the window glass seems to add to the increasingly beautiful night view. The sound of horns from the iron horses were unpretentious as if to be a signal to find a gap to be able to move immediately.

Ten hours Dewi was in the fleet of buses he was riding. Eyelids that a moment ago closed to dive into the sea of dreams are now open to see the beauty of the city of Jakarta at night.

From behind the glass, the two Netra Dewi stared fixed the atmosphere of the famous city with the name of this metropolitan city. A city with all the glamour and luxury it has. A city that never sleeps all day. It is always crowded and crowded with the activities of the people who live here.

The sparkle of the face of the Goddess was more obvious when her bead eyes stopped on a large billboard plastered on the side of the street. Featuring the face of a newcomer singer whose career is skyrocketing and hailed. All sides of the singer's life are now warm to the conversation.

"I'm sure in this city, I can start my dream, follow in the footsteps of the singer. God, give me a chance to make my family even more my mom is proud to have a kid like me who's known all over."

The softest monologue from the lips seemed to be a sparkling fire burning in the chest. When all that could be strengthened was lost, there was only the belief in God's love for His servant. That belief is what increasingly ignites the spirit of the Goddess to be able to realize the dream he had.

"Rambutan Village, Rambutan Village. Passengers should prepare to arrive at the end of the stop. Do not let anything be left behind. Because the items left behind in the bus are much more painful than the taste left in the former's heart. And do not leave traces of dirt like traces of memories left by the former. Thank you for entrusting your journey with Arjuna Wiwaha bus fleet. Have a good day."

An information interspersed with funny jokes from the assistant driver (kernet) began to be heard filling the corner of the area in the bus. The goddess and the other passengers began to get ready with the luggage they were carrying. As stated by this driver's kernet, do not let any items left behind, carefully they check their goods again.

The bus stopped perfectly. Join the other buses that have already arrived. Lined neatly like a row of students who follow the paskibraka. Slowly, the Goddess swung her legs to get down from the fleet. For a moment, he spread his eyes around to look around.

The goddess took a wide footstep when the sense of wanting to remove the remnants of metabolism in the body increasingly demands to be removed immediately. Spring, he looked for a toilet to relieve heartburn that he could no longer bear.

Half an hour more Goddess was in the bathroom cubicle. Not because too much metabolic waste is released, but because while rotating the brain about which place he will go after this. In the end, the Goddess chose to rise from her position and hastened out of the bathroom cubicle.

Dewi set his foot to get out of the terminal area while glued to the screen of the cellphone in his grasp. It means to tell two people who are beloved. Who else if not the mother and also the beloved sister.

But just now Dewi typed the opening sentence, there was a motor that approached him. The goddess tried to ignore the existence of the motor. He remained focused on the screen of the phone in his hand while accelerating his footsteps. Suddenly though...

"Well....!!!!"

The body of the Goddess staggered and fell on the asphalt after one of the men on the bike pushed her body. The woman gasped when she realized that the small bag and cell phone she was carrying had disappeared from her hand. He spread his eyes, and saw two men with sturdy and long hair managed to bring his valuables.

"Jambreeeeett!!!"

Without wasting much time, the Goddess tried to rise from her falling position. The woman ran towards the motorcycle that managed to get away with the phone and also the small bag that she was carrying.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

One of the middle-aged men was seen approaching the Goddess. It seems that he is also very curious about what happened to this Goddess.

"Sir, my bag and cell phone were snatched up by the man. Help me Sir, help me!"

"Jeez ... but if it's been jammed...."

The middle-aged father was flabbergasted because he had not had time to give an answer, Dewi actually ran away from him. The middle-aged father could only tepol jidat himself so inexhaustible he thought.

Meanwhile, Dewi continues to run fast to be able to reach the inhuman snapper gang. But his lush posture actually inhibited his rate of movement. In the end, the woman gave up. His body bent as he held his knees. Achy feeling has really taken over his fat body. His breath also seemed to be panting and difficulty scooping oxygen around him. She shamelessly shed her body to sit on the asphalt.

The sweat that poured increasingly added to the sad impression that emanated on the face of the Goddess. Slowly, the woman wiped her sweat and looked around with a glaring look.

My God, it turns out like this is the welcome that the metropolis gave me? What an impressive welcome. After this, what should I do??

Sorry for being short, brother... It is on the way to Madura🤗🤗🤗

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