FRIEND OF THE NATION

EPS 32 A LITTLE REGRET

EPS 32 A LITTLE REGRET

I felt I was born in the wrong place. Was it true all this time that I was living? Holding onto something I couldn't possibly have. Living life with ungodly love. Letting your breath gently pierce my skin. Until this taste is more sticky, the more tightly touching each squirm.

Melin' out of the station. They see people with their own world. Her beautiful eyes turned around observing the circumstances. It turned out that many merchant stalls were neatly arranged. With a friendly face they offer their own merchandise. His little legs walked over to the largest clothing merchant's stall. There are many t-shirts and souvenirs, all inscribed the same, Yogya Special.

“You buy clothes, deck,” one of the waiters approached Melin.

Melin looked at the servant girl, then smilingly nodded her head.

“This is a hundred thousand t-shirt can be three, there are also fifty thousand jeans, shorts are also there. Please choose yourself,” welcome the waiter again.

“What two buy?”

“Seventy-five thousand.”

Seventy-five thousand? mind Melin, I'd better buy three of you. Then he took three t-shirts of his choice. He also bought t-shirts, and other clothes.

“All tigaratus twenty-five thousand,” said the kiosk owner.

Melin gave up all her remaining money, then got seventy-five thousand in return. Ah, good enough to survive. Then he bought a pack of cat rice and water. It turns out that the price of food in angkringan stalls is relatively cheap. With just three thousand dollars he can already eat rice and side dishes.

‘Tonight I slept in the station alone,’ her inner self.

‘It turns out bathing here is more expensive than the price of food. Shower alone must pay ten thousand,’ his inner self while smiling alone.

Then he sat down, opening the cat rice he had just bought. Three mouthfuls alone, the rice had already collapsed into his stomach. He was hungry, but enough rice to fill his stomach. The white water in plastic wrap is only drunk half, the rest is hung on the back of the chair.

After eating, Melin laid her body down. His mind kept turning. He was already in a place completely unknown to him. And he knew he had to rely on himself to survive. He had no one, no place to live, not even money. Only a few tens of thousands remain.

‘I must be strong. Tears are useless now. Better think how I can survive in this city, her inner”.

Suddenly he remembered the business card that Dr. Ryan had given him. He took the business card and read it carefully. There is a full address and phone number. Reading all of that, his heart became strong. At least he has people to contact when the situation is really pinched.

“Why don't I just follow him huh?” muttered.

There was a little regret in his heart. Why wasn't he being honest? The kindly young doctor was sure to help him. At least he'll feel protected. Melin closed her eyes, delivering her tired body to her dreamland. There was a small smile on the corner of her lips.