Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapter 32. Unnerved

Little legs running over him on the pooled water. A face filled with excitement. Invite favors that cannot be bought with money. Accompanied by boisterous sounds of laughter that sounded exhilarating.

The cries of the sky had just subsided. After two hours of grief and lara. Now he is smiling happily again. By presenting the shade at the end of the twilight.

The goddess was still staring fixedly at the small children's colony that was running in front of her residence. Although living in a state full of limitations and not even have, but they still laugh freely as if there is no burden that squeezes the soul.

"Sir Goddess why not eat? And why is this rice box just for Sita and mom?"

Sita's small legs swung, to get closer to the Goddess. He also stood at the side of the Goddess by enjoying all the portraits of life presented. Portrait of little kids finding happiness under the sky this afternoon.

The circulation of the Goddess's eye bead towards Sita. This little girl looks so adorable with her hair in her ponytail. So as to make a smile on the lips of the Goddess is endless.

"Sister was eating, Sita. So the rice box was special for Sita and also mother. Oh right, has bang Bhumi lived here for a long time, Ta?"

Sita shook her head in a gesture of response thrown by the Goddess. "Not Kak, bang Bhumi only about three months stay here. And the house occupied by the Bhumi bang was once the residence of the Jack bang, who was the head thug in the area."

"Did bang Bhumi often distribute sustenance to people who are in this place?"

"Yes, that's right. Every week if bang Bhumi doesn't hand out his groceries, he's sure to hand out money to the people around here. Therefore, bang Bhumi became the most respected and respected person by all who live in this region. Including the Codet bang, who is currently the head thug, the replacement of Jack's bang."

"Oh, like that?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"It's okay Sita. Eh, but Sita felt that the Bhumi bang was a rich man pretending to be a non-owner. Bang Bhumi's money never seems to run out even though he has spent it to help many people."

Sita just smiled thinly. "Everyone who knows Bang Bhumi must think like that. But according to Sita not because rich, bang Bhumi can always share sustenance with people who are around here."

Dewi seemed so interested in the topic of conversation that he chatted with Sita. Somehow, Dewi felt that Sita was one of the friends who was so exciting to be invited to share the story.

"Then, if not for being rich, according to Sita what can make bang Bhumi like not running out of money to share?"

"Sita used to pass by a mosque that was holding a lecture event. At that time the rain fell very heavy, inevitably Sita had to shelter there. Sita heard, if we often share, then the sustenance that God gives ceaselessly flows. So according to Sita bang Bhumi is not a rich person who likes to share so that the sustenance of bang Bhumi is very much owned."

The goddess smiled meaningfully. Again, in this place he found a lesson about sharing. That's what makes the Goddess more comfortable living here. Apparently, God brought him together with people who could make his mind more open about life in this mortal world.

"Yes, Sister Goddess get ready first. In a moment, sister Dewi will join bang Bhumi to fill the event at the cafe. Pray that everything goes well and perfectly, dear."

Sita nodded her head steadily. "That's for sure. Sita will pray for her sister Dewi, hopefully through the Bhumi bang, sister Dewi can become a famous singer whose face will be milling around the big boards in big cities like this."

The goddess giggled amusedly, apparently the prayer offered by Sita was the same as the prayer he said when he arrived in this city for the first time. With great affection, the Goddess slightly ruffled the hair belonging to this little girl.

"Aamiin .. may the angels join in amending this Sita prayer."

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Carefully, the Goddess flashed in this slightly muddled narrow alley. Praying not to slip that could make it sprawl on the earth. Indeed, this is the condition of the alley around the residence of the Goddess. But in the eyes of the Goddess, this kind of terrain actually feels very exciting.

Dewi washed the flat shoes she wore using tap water in front of Bhumi's house. Once it's clean enough, it rests on the patio wall to make it a little more tiris. Then Dewi landed his butt on the rattan chair on the veranda of this house.

The night began to slowly crawl. Makes nature wrapped in a dim face. Luckily the scorching moon revealed its face so that the bright shades were slightly scratched in the expanse of the night sky.

While waiting for Bhumi who still has not revealed the trunk of his nose, Dewi tries to pour the ability that he secretly has. He made verses of songs that he would later hand over to Bhumi. Combined with the right tones until a harmony is realized.

A smile filled with endless passion on the lips of the Goddess. He felt in this city his ability to sing was increasing again. Not only singing, he also developed his passion in making the verses of songs that touch the heart.

One thing the Goddess realized. It turns out that the influence of the environment, especially those around him, also affects the success he will achieve. In this city, in this place, the Goddess felt that her talents and abilities were greatly appreciated. He also believes that from this city that will be the starting point to realize the dream.

"Bang Bhumi, since when did bang Bhumi stand there?"

The goddess was a little surprised when her bead caught the shadow of the body of a man standing in the doorway with his chest crossed. The eyes of the man looked firmly unread.

Dewi's forehead frowned slightly when Bhumi did not respond to his words. The woman got up from her sitting position and approached the man who seemed to be drifting inside her daydream.

"Bang, Bang Bhumi!"

"Eh, huh?"

Both Bhumi's eyeballs gnawed when the Goddess' hand tapped her shoulder. He stuttered a little after realizing that he had been amazed by the appearance of the Goddess who was not as usual.

"Bang Bhumi why daydream at hours like this? People say, pamali. Could be kesambet mbak Kunti."

Bhumi just put on a flat face, to dispel the sudden throbbing of the taste just hit his heart. The appearance of the Goddess with pastel-colored floral dress looks so graceful in her eyes. It is true what SPG said in the shopping center that he came to this afternoon. That the model of clothing worn by this Goddess can cause a slim impression even though it is worn by someone who has a slightly contained body.

"It's okay." Bhumi paused for a moment to reorganize the workings of his heart. "What are you doing there? I see, you're so focused on your new phone. Are you calling your family?"

Instead of answering the question posed by Dewi, Bhumi even threw a counter question for this woman. Trust all readers, Bhumi is currently really trying to cover all the flavors that suddenly reside in the heart. Of course, he himself could not understand what he felt.

"I'm just trying to make Bang's lyrics. Later if it is so, I give it to Brother huh. Brother find the right tone."

Bhumi only commented a little of his smile. Unknowingly, he slightly shuffled the Goddess' hair which made the Goddess flabbergasted instantly. His lips gap wide, do not believe if Bhumi will do sweet things like a man who is scrambling his lover's hair.

"Do you want to be a singer or songwriter?Why are you so busy making song lyrics?"

Oath to what, the actions of Bhumi that might seem ordinary actually feel so special in the eyes and also the heart of the Goddess. Almost the Goddess drowned in a sea of happiness she could not avoid. Before finally, he realized that the man in front of him was asking him to talk earlier.

"If I could be a singer and songwriter, it would be much more special, wouldn't it?"

Bhumi just put his shoulders. He also did not want to be too fixated in the sudden unnerved sense for this woman in front of him. He picked up the guitar which he leaned against the window and pulled the hand of the Goddess to quickly leave this place.

"Let's go. Don't let us be late."

Oh my God .. Again this man's hand held mine tight. Is it possible that this man's hand will be the bridge for me to achieve that success? Bang Bhumi, who are you really?