
Dewi walks gontai down one of the paved streets of Jakarta. Hustle and bustle of the city crowd in fact can not muffle the grief that he feels. The beautiful scenery nan beautiful rows of skyscrapers on the right side of the left was also unable to divert the lara entrenched in his heart.
He saw the sky of the capital city of Jakarta today. It looks hot and feels hot. Even the birds refuse to show themselves. Choosing to take refuge under the shade of a tree that he could hardly find his presence in this city.
The sweat that drips, he ska slowly. It did not feel that it had been almost two hours his head was bowed to the streets. While brainwashing what he should do after what he brought and he got regardless of the hand grip.
The situation feels very sad when not only his sling bag and cell phone are missing. Bags containing clothes also become a story that only deserves to be remembered. Too focused on chasing two snatchers that he can make sure will only be futility, making Dewi forget that there is still a bag that he should hold. When he realized that the bag was still inside the terminal and tried to go back, unexpectedly, a bag of clothes had disappeared.
Without direction, the Goddess continued to step foot. Just arrived in this city, he realized that Jakarta is not as sweet and beautiful as what was in his imagination so far. It is true what the mother said, that Jakarta is hard, for someone who does not have determination maybe he will choose the path to self-sufficiency. Fortunately, it was not done by the goddess. His sanity is still intact and full until he still chose to stand firm.
The Goddess's footsteps felt so heavy, it was probably as heavy as the burden of life she currently felt. In fact, the soul was too fragile to accept a mugging event that he had never expected. But what is the power if this has all become one part of the story screenwriter. Inevitably, like not like he must be able to accept with a spacious chest.
Dewi deflected her footsteps towards the slums that were under the corner bridge of Jakarta. Settlements dotted with rubbish on his left right side. Buildings from plywood and used cardboard boxes also welcome his arrival. Until in the end, he chose to land his butt in one of the places that seemed to look more lonely than the other angle.
The goddess looked around with a sad look. The mood in my heart felt blue. Without feeling the tears from both windows his heart began to drip one by one. If it is like this, it wants to feel like he hugs the body of the mother, to be the antidote to all the pain that feels more shackled.
He was holding a white gold necklace with a heart-shaped pendant that he still had. While looking closely at this object, he also monologued in the heart.
This necklace is the only thing I have. Should I sell this necklace to connect my life in Jakarta? Mom says no matter what happens, I can't sell this necklace. However, if I do not sell, how can I survive in Jakarta? Oh my... Help me get out of this mess.
The mind and soul that dissolved in the monologue of self instantly came to a halt when suddenly his bead of eyes caught a shadow of a twilight-aged woman who was forcibly lowered from a red car. From a distance the middle-aged woman seemed to stagger and fall on a stretch of weeds filled with garbage. And without waiting a lot of time the red car was speeding up until the shadow was destroyed.
The goddess rose from her sitting position. Without caring that his soul was grieving at this time but his instincts as a fellow human were moved to approach the old woman.
"Jeez Nek .... Grandma why? Why is Grandma like this?"
The body of the Goddess was shocked to death when she found a woman in her twilight lying on the grass with breath gasping while holding the chest to the left. Gegas, the Goddess bent her body to be able to reach this twilight-aged woman. He sat down on the grass covered with rubbish and put the woman's head on her thighs.
"Please ... please Grandma, son. Take Grandma to Rajawali Wing Hospital. Grandma's not strong anymore."
The goddess gasped at the sight of this twilight-aged woman suddenly closed her eyes and lost consciousness. As if racing against time and circumstances, the Goddess began to rise from her position. He put the grandmother's arm around her neck, and then he rubbed it with great caution.
At a time like this, maybe the Goddess should be grateful for having a body filled. With his physique like this, he could finish the body of this twilight-aged woman without feeling heavy at all. However, a sense of dread returned to ambush the mind of the Goddess. At this time he had to brainwash how he could take this woman to the Rajawali Wing hospital.
Not the Goddess of his name if he succumbed by circumstances. He continued walking while tapping the body of this twilight woman without feeling tired. Until in the end, he met the bajaj driver, who was riding on the side of the road.
"Sir, may I ask you a favor?"
The bajaj driver who was trying to rest that afternoon was a little surprised by the presence of the Goddess. Although feeling sleepy, he forced himself to respond to the existence of the Goddess and the twilight woman he brought.
"Solicit what please?"
"Please take me to Rajawali Wing hospital, sir. Grandma's not doing well."
For a moment, the bajaj driver stared fixedly at the body of the Goddess from head to toe. He could guess that this Goddess had no money at all. Somehow the bajaj driver was able to know the financial condition of Dewi. Probably the same when he also was not holding money at all.
"ask for help? If I could help you, what would you pay me for? Remember, today no one is angry. I don't want to help you for free. There must be a reward."
The bajaj driver tried to negotiate with Dewi who instantly made the Goddess of confusion half dead. For a moment he twisted his brain to try to find a way out and his mind was immediately fixed on the hundred thousand dollars he still had. Slowly, he reached into the pocket of the pants he was wearing and he got a red sheet that instantly made his face glow.
"I have a hundred thousand Sir. I think it's enough to pay the fare all the way to the Rajawali Wing hospital."
The two eyes of the bajaj driver were immediately perfectly rounded. Although he looked surprised, the twinkle of happiness was clearly printed on his face. He came down from the bajaj, then he helped Dewi to get this old woman into his bajaj.
"Then, let's take you back!"
What a contrast of the face hue of the bajaj driver from the first second he met the Goddess with the hue of the face after the Goddess took out one hundred thousand pieces of money. At this time the bajaj driver seemed eager to deliver the Goddess wherever, he wanted. Very very confusing.