Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapter 22. Let News

The lentic fingers are still faithfully touching the strings of the guitar in their grasp. Shaking loving tones that sound reassuring. Penetrating the wall of the heart, flowing gently through the bloodstream until it feels melenakan.

The string of guitar sounds touching. Accompanying the lyrics of songs that are full of memory. The tones of love combine to form harmony. Parallel to the melody of romance full of self-delusion. Symphony also seems to be shading. Makes the heart more sensitive. Time was reluctant to go away.

Plok...

The sound of applause echoed across the ceiling of this three-by-four-meter room. Precisely after one song successfully performed by the Goddess. No doubt, that is what makes the woman's face increasingly show a radiant aura.

"Waaaaa .. The voice of sister Dewi is really good. I was caught up in hearing it. Let's go on again, brother!"

Sita, squealing with joy after the Goddess sings. The girl always praised the Goddess's voice nonstop. In fact, he wanted to listen to the Goddess sing once more.

Seeing the expression on Sita's face, only made Dewi giggle amusedly. The little girl does not know if the dry esophagus is currently ruling. As a result, there has not been a drop of water that soaks.

"Tomorrow again Sita. Poor Goddess if you have to keep singing. Better Sita invite the Goddess to rest. Let's tomorrow sister Dewi can come with bang Bhumi."

The body of the Goddess seemed half-dead shocked when listening to the word that was spoken from Bhumi's lips. He who had previously stared fixedly at Sita's excited face now he shifted to look fixedly at the man sitting next to him.

"Follow bang Bhumi? Where do you mean, brother?"

A faint smile framed the lips of the thirty-year-old man. Which instantly scored two dimples, looks so stunning. Any woman who meets Bhumi will fall in love at first sight when she sees that stunning smile.

"I'd like to have you sing around TMII. I'm sure your presence will entertain the night-time connoisseurs in this town."

The goddess was flabbergasted and her lips were wide open. "TMII? Isn't that Taman Mini Indonesia Indah, Bang?"

Bhumi nodded his head while resetting the guitar strings in his hand. "Yes right. Wh why? Have you ever been there before?"

"Not Bang, I've never sung there. But..."

The word that came out of the lips of the Goddess was paused when her bead eyes stared fixedly at the clothes she was wearing. How could he possibly appear to entertain the evening connoisseurs if this was the only clothing he had. Surely it will only make Bhumi embarrassed half to death.

Again Bhumi only smiled meaningfully as if he understood what the Goddess was thinking. He moved while putting the guitar in the corner of the left room. He picked up a wallet made of real leather. He took some money to give to the Goddess.

"I-this is what Bang?" ask the Goddess with a deep frown.

"Money. Should you ask?"

Bhumi answered the Dewi's question with a minimal expression of flat-face mimic. Which instantly made the Goddess stupefied herself. Why is there such a cold man as Bhumi.

"I mean, why did bang Bhumi give this money to me? What's this money for?"

"For you!"

The rails filled with question marks increasingly appear on the face of the Goddess. He has communicated well with Bhumi. But still this man made the Goddess cluck inwardly upset.

"Yes to me Bang, but ...."

"To buy everything you need. Clothes, toiletries or something."

At first glance, Dewi stared fixedly at Bhumi's face. The man nodded his head like a gesture to be accepted by the Goddess. The trembling palms stretched out to receive the note extended by the man standing before him.

"Is this one of the debts I owe my brother?"

Before having fun, Dewi questioned first about the position of this money. Whether the money given by Bhumi is free money or a loan. While the man only showed an indecipherable facial expression.

"Have not thought too much about this money. Better now you go home and rest again. Tomorrow afternoon, we leave for TMII."

There is one word that is said from the lips of Bhumi that makes Dewi stunned. Too busy with the business of making money on the side of the road makes one thing that goes unnoticed. After this where should he go to take shelter from the heat and rain? Or just to rest the body from fatigue?

"Sister Goddess need not worry. Sister Dewi can stay with Sita. Although Sita's residence is not too good, but it can be for sister Dewi to make a place to rest."

One of the proofs of God's love. Everything that was worried by the Goddess instantly got an answer. Instantly the big smile framed the face of the Goddess who looked exhausted. But the fatigue was instantly gone when the plain answer from Sita began to seep into the sense of hearing.

"Is that really so Sita? Can you stay at Sita's house?"

"Of course you can, sister. For Sita, sister Dewi already considered Sita like her own sister."

"Thank you Sita, thank you."

"Together the Goddess' sister."

The woman broke her embrace from Sita's body. Her eyes shifted to look at Bhumi who was busy with her phone. A mobile phone era baheula that can only send SMS and phone.

"Don't I borrow your phone?"

Highlight the eyes of Bhumi who had previously focused towards the mobile screen in his grip, he shifted towards Dewi who was currently sitting next to Sita.

"For what? Did you come to this city without bringing any supplies? One example is a cell phone?"

Dahi Bhumi frowned when she learned that the Goddess had brought nothing when she decided to stay in this city. Bhumi to think if this woman only brings desperate capital to get here.

"Truly, I have a cell phone and some money Bang. But when I arrived at the terminal, I was snatched. And they managed to carry the money with the bag I had."

"Next time be careful. Jakarta is hard. Don't let you off guard."

While giving a tip, Bhumi held out the phone he held towards the Goddess. Although the man standing before him was so cold and expressionless, Dewi could see the softness in Bhumi's heart.

The goddess smelled the sweetest smile she had. And immediately squeeze the row of numbers contained in the phone he brought. Who will he contact? If not her beloved sister and mother.

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Anxiety seemed to frame the face of the middle-aged woman who was sitting on the porch. Highlight his eyes staring at the guts of a conversation that was inside one of the WhatsApp applications owned by his second daughter. Seeing the active status of the firstborn's phone that has been inactive since this morning.

The silhouettes of bad events were creeping up, filling the vortex of hearts. Making fear and worry more shackled themselves. Makes him uncomfortable to do anything even just to fill his stomach which he left empty earlier.

"Mom, believe me, Sister Goddess will definitely be fine. Now I eat yes. Runi's been cooking boiled noodles for Mom."

Seruni thrust a bowl of boiled noodles in front of Ambarwati. The fragrant aroma of onion chicken spices that emanated from the dish in front of this middle-aged woman, in fact, could not divert attention from the cellphone in her hand. The woman continued to stare at the flat object in her grasp without blinking at all. Hope to get word from the Goddess.

"No Run, I'm really worried about your sister. His phone has been inactive since this morning. I'm afraid..."

"Mom don't think shit. It's possible that sister Dewi ran out of batteries, and until now has not been able to find a plug."

Although the anxiety also feels self-controlled, but Runi still thinks positively. He did not want to burden his mother if he saw her panic.

"But Run..."

Drrr.... Drrtt.... Drrr...

The vibration of the phone that was in his grasp, made Ambarwati squint. He was very curious about the phone number that was not mentioned by name at all.

"Who's Ma'am?"

Ambarwati shook her head. "Mom doesn't know Run. There's no name."

Runi, that teenage girl also seemed a little confused. Because it is not usually his phone is contacted by a number that he does not know and tends to be suspicious. But he hurriedly brushed off all the suspicions, perhaps the brother was the one who used it.

"Try to pick up Mom. Who knows Goddess."

Ambarwati. He shifted the green icon with his forehead slightly shriveled and... "Hallo, who is this?"

"Mother, this is the Goddess!"

The rays of happiness appear so obvious in the look of Ambarwati's face. His lips were gaping wide as if he could not believe that someone he was looking forward to contacting him was now. No doubt, that's what makes the clear hair from Ambarwati's eye pelup fall wet the cheek.

"Goddess ... my daughter!"

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