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The Writer? Hmmm ... Also Can!

Gibriel Alexander's.

Brak!

I slammed the door hard. Naturally, people are again heartbroken to slam things. After all, if the door is broken I can ask for money with my family lawyer to fix the door. The reason the door was broken because it was broken by a burglar.

“Sister, you come home and his face is tangled like my shirt that has not been ironed? Kenape? Your application rejected Helena?” cerocos Vindy is a journalist. Yes, I know the journalist was the ideals of Vindy who did not deliver but he asked questions at the wrong time. It makes me feel worse mood.

“Helena is not my soul mate. He chose another man to accompany his life,” answered me accordingly. After saying that, I walked into the room. Bodo is very Vindy Manyun because I'm cuekin. The most important thing right now is I want to cry in the arms of a bolster pillow. Wanna cry in whose arms but pillows and bolsters? Vindy's? I will never cry in front of Vindy. I want to be a strong and strong brother in front of him.

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“Sister! Wake up in the morning!” vindy shouted while shaking my body. Actually my eyes have been literate from dawn last night even from last night. Yeah, I didn't sleep all night. I was lazy to go out of the room. His name is also again heartbroken, the inn want to cry in the room only. 

I'm ashamed of Vindy. One year ago when Vindy was heartbroken and sick all day, I said “Alah, you crybaby. Broken hearted cry, guy kayak he does not deserve to cry.” And now I just feel how much heartbreak hurts. I did the same thing Vindy did. 

Thank God, I'm the same Vindy did not complain about the kind of heartbreak (READ : SUICIDE). No matter what life we live, we are forbidden to do this. Suicide does not solve problems but instead makes miserable in the grave.

Vindy pulled out the blanket that enveloped my body. “Kakak, lo why the hell? Your situation is very concerning!”

“Consider the head lo peyang! I didn't commit suicide, didn't comma you said I was concerned.”

“Iya anyway you did not commit suicide but ..” Vindy's words stopped because of what. Obviously I saw Vindy was reaching into her pants pocket. “Nih, you see your own face in the mirror!” Vindy thrust out the mirror she took out of her pants pocket. I accepted the mirror. 

Damn it!

My eyes looked up at the reflection of my face in the mirror. Vindy said my situation was very concerning. I see my eyes red, swollen, there is a dark circle under the eyes like a panda eyes that is even worse there is a dry snot mark that splashes on the cheeks and under the nose. 

All this because Helena, be careful if I meet him I'll hold him accountable.

“Kak, lo abis nangis overnight huh?” Ask Vindy. I nodded resignedly. Yeah, I'm lying to Vindy. He would not believe it much less the evidence was clearly visible before his eyes.

“Sister, I know the pain of a broken heart, but you have to be strong. Kan lo once said ma I am the person who satin heart it does not pantes dangisi. From you mewek no clear mending lo find a way so that Helena nyesel has left lo.”

“From last night I also thought about it, Vin. But the problem is that I haven't found a way until now. Do you have any ideas?”

Vindy patted her eel, “Wah, get my new science. Turns out heartbreak makes people's brains so long loading.” Vindy smiled knot. His smile makes me more sweet, a smile.

Vindy's hands pointing at her nose meant thinking hard. Moments later, Vindy's face was bright. A sign he's found the idea of a crest. I think that idea is not a bad idea that can make me more upset.

“So, I found a great idea!”

“Oh yes, Brother. Besides smiling eyes, you can't lie. You can guess what idea is in my head?”

“If the matter is meneketehe, am I a fortune teller? Now you tell me what your idea is?” Ask me ketus. I began to be careless, the Vindy rambling unclear.

“Lo can make Helena nyesel ninggalin lo by becoming a famous author like Mbak Dee Lestari and Andrea Hirata.”

I'm mangosteen. Vindy's idea was pretty good. I became a famous writer? Hmmm ..can also. I have indeed from a small hobby of writing poetry, short stories even on android there is 1 novel script but unfortunately all the scripts just settle in the android doang folder. I feel like my manuscript is not yet worthy of publication.

I have read on the blog of a novelist named Ariny NH. Well, there is written his struggle in work. He experienced 25 times the rejection of the publisher. 2 years, his novel can only be circulated in all Indonesian bookstores. It made me feel scared when I tried to send a script to the publisher. I was afraid when publishers read my work they rejected it. It is said that the rejection of the publisher is more nyesek than rejected by women. 

Vindy flicked her hand in front of my eyes, “Woy, daydreaming aje! Do you agree to be a writer?”

“Gue agrees with your idea. I feel like my work is not worth publishing. My work must have been rejected by the publisher.” 

“Lo don't be pessimistic dong! You lost before the war? I have read the script lo on android if it is not wrong title You Are My Love, I think it's a really cool script. The style of the language is similar to the style of the book Airin Septiana.”

“Who else has Airin Septiana? How come I've never heard of Airin Septiana?”

“He's a new author from Banjarmasin.”

“But Vin I don't know how to send a manuscript to publisher.”

“If about it let me who chat, I will help you until your work rises.”

“Ciyus? An enelan? Mi what?” Tanya I imitate the children of alay today.

“Mie chicken hehehe.. Eh, but ..” Vindy speech stopped. Then he looked at me while shaking the horse. From the look and the look on his face I know what he means.

“Lo calm down if my novel published all the royalties for you deh and lo I lift as my manager! How's deal?” I extended a hand. With the spirit of Vindy shake my hand, “Oke, deal! Where's lo's script?”

I picked up the beloved android that was on the bedside table. Then I opened my android knee. “Vin, open blutut android lo!” i say.

Vindy again reached into her pants pocket to pick up the android. “Aready!”

Immediately I sent a script titled You Are My Love to Vindy's blind. Vindy's blind name was Vindy caem. Within a few seconds, the script was successfully sent to Android Vindy. 

“OK, sip! Sis, I came out first because I want to watch Korean drama.”

Vindy stepped her foot out of my room. As soon as Vindy was not seen again, I went back to sleep. Mumpung today is a college holiday so you can sleep until noon. I'm not too upset anymore to be able to sleep well.