Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapters 2. Self Burden

The moon's face is fully rounded in the canvas of the sky at dawn. The rowdy atmosphere that previously sounded so boisterous now slowly decayed. Replaced by the sound of love verses from behind a surau that sounds so touching.

Through the window, the Goddess enjoys all the charm of the night created with all the souls filled with sincerity, like the moon. The moon seems sincere even though it is destined to have some form in the phase of his life. Sometimes sebit, sometimes rounded intact display the beauty of the full and sometimes disappear, even a little does not look like swallowed by Batara Kala.

So did he. As an actor on a world stage, he accepted all the decisions that had been written for him. Receiving with all a roomy heart even though it sometimes feels so stifling chest. In scorn, in despicable, low view as if to be a daily food that he must swallow raw. However, he kept trying to be strong and persevere until God said it was time to go home.

Inhaled air before morning that feels soothing this. Drain coolness, freshness and comfort to penetrate the heart. Making a new energy supply to start the day that he believes will bring him together with the happiness he has been looking for.

Circulating his eye beads to sweep rows of rice plants that look verdant over there. Combined with a thick white fog that makes the dramatic atmosphere increasingly felt. With the accompaniment of a small drizzling drizzle sound that invites tranquility in the soul.

"Dew, why are you awake? Did you not fall asleep last night?"

The soft voice of the middle-aged woman who still looked so beautiful slowly flowed into the sense of hearing. Near him the body of the child who was still standing glued behind a wooden window with the color of the lamp that already looks worn.

"The goddess is sleeping, Mom. But only a few hours. The feeling of the Goddess is not soundly in sleep so that makes the Goddess wake up at dawn like this."

As if having a burden of mind, the twenty-seven-year-old woman who was still single always never felt what quality sleep was. The past three months, his sleep has never been as sound as if squeezed by too much weight to make his mind slightly torn apart and feel endless anxiety.

Not having a steady job. Physical condition that looks different from the perfect women out there. And until now there has been no man who invited him to live the household heresy as if making his life more languishing. But what to say, if all is the destiny of the Almighty.

"Mom knows what your heart is troubled Dew. But I just said, don't worry too much about what happens in front of you later. God has measured the happiness we will get according to our measure. So, you don't get too immersed in that fear and anxiety."

Together as a woman, Ambarwati who is the mother so understand what feels shackled the heart of the princess. At a time when friends of the age of Dewi have many families, this daughter is still alone. He did not deny that in this day and age, men who are looking for a wife prefer physical appearance. The posture of the body is lush, the face is not too beautiful, the skin that never kissed the body lotion so impressed scaly, that is what makes the existence of the Goddess is not glimpsed at all. And it is certain that no man is interested.

"Are you not ashamed, every day becomes a neighbor's gossip? Have a virgin parents who until now have not had a family? The Goddess seemed to be an ungodly child because it could only make Mother feel sorrow and absolutely could not make Mother happy."

Falling is already a clear grain that previously stagnated in the eye pelupuk. Dropping slowly, sending invisible wounds feels torturous to the bottom of the soul. The goddess tried to ignore him, but she could not hide the fact that he was not okay.

Enclosed the body of his eldest daughter into the deck. Gently, Ambarwati rubbed the princess's back for a bit to make her much calmer.

"Mother is not at all ashamed of getting a gift like you, Dew. Marriage is not a race where who is fast, he is the winner. Marriage is a big decision that must be considered carefully because the married life is not for one or two years but for eternity."

The body that was forced to toughen up, in fact remained trembling as the wounds in the heart that he felt widened. Leave a deep incision that may never be confused with the happiness that blows it to the roots. However, one thing he believed was that the remaining power within him that he still possessed would never fade away.

The woman's lips were still clenched. Accompanied by a heart that is getting faster. Only in the mother's arms like this can she again feel what life means when the light of the power within her begins to dim.

"God created man with the most perfect form, and it's all within you. Although you are looked down upon and one-eyed by the people out there, yet you still have one advantage that others may not have, Dew."

"What excess do you mean? Even the Goddess felt she didn't have what the people out there had."

Slowly, Dewi unraveled her body from Ambarwati's embrace. The forehead slightly furrowed with the two eyebrows that were clinging to it as if asking for an increasingly demanding answer.

"You have a distinctive sound that is so opiate when it enters the sense of hearing. That's what you have and nobody has. I believe that one day, this voice you have will lead you to grasp what happiness is."

A smile full of irony framed the thin lips of the twenty-seven-year-old woman. If only everyone had such a motherly understanding, he would never have felt what days were tinged with gray clouds.

"But the Goddess does not feel like it, Ma'am, because in reality, that physical appearance is still number one. Not only in the world of music, in everyday life the Goddess lived too. The advantages that Dewi has are drowned with the charm of people who have a high selling value and certainly that can attract a lot of attention."

A thin smile framed Ambarwati's lips. The ditusapnya head of the Goddess with love and affection that will never stop.

"Trust me, someday you will meet with what true happiness is, Goddess."

The silence was increasingly shackled when his sense of hearing tried to understand every word spoken by the mother. However, for now there was nothing he could do but believe in everything that was sliced from the middle-aged woman's lips. Because actually, at this time there is only Ambarwati whose presence can strengthen the heart.

This is a world full of deceit. Where people who look attractive get a much more open opportunity. While the people who had mediocre looks, their existence was increasingly left behind. Although the advantages possessed, it is also worthy to be a selling point.