Marriage But the Enemy

NTM :0.1

He said, Indonesia is a country of a thousand rich islands. The scenery is beautiful and abundant resources, stretching from the island of Sabang to the island of Marauke. So big, so magnificent. Which makes it as one of the proofs that God is the One and the Power of all His creation.

On a Singapore Air Lines flight to Soekarno-Hatta Airport, Jakarta, I was sitting and reading the news.

As a student of the Faculty of Economics, of course, I have to be aware of the minimal news about the middle business sector that is starting to mushroom in the local market in Indonesia and at least I also have to understand about the economic problems of this country that is being developed or maybe it will happen, for example; falling currency rates and rising world oil prices that automatically make the price of trading goods in the market skyrocket.

Ah, actually, reading news like this is hard for me, especially for my brain that seems to have been a bit rusty because it did not study for long. Yeah, I've been on college leave since a year ago and I'll be out by the end of the week. And now my status is no longer as an ordinary student, but rather an expired student. Right, expiration. Because I should have graduated and worked like my other friends. Nahas, fate said something else and finally made my lecture so I had to withdraw another year before graduation.

Obviously, a year ago, I took a leave of absence to take and accompany Eyang Utiku to seek treatment in Singapore. Dear debts. I really love him. He was like half a life to me. Because from the baby I was in his care. Eyang Uti was like a mother to me, because during my mother's work, Uti was the one who took care of me. Because of that strong bond, as a result, when I found out that Uti was suffering from quite chronic pain, I, the closest and most beloved granddaughter of Uti, was, so I risked my lecture to accompany his treatment until he fully recovered!

And, today, coinciding on Saturday in the first week of August I was finally able to set foot back on the land of Jakarta.

Uh, missyoo! It felt like a long time ago before I went to accompany Uti.

The intercom in the plane suddenly sounded. A flight attendant in front of there also gave a sign that this plane will be landing soon.

I gasp. Not out of shock but out of enthusiasm for my return. I miss my parents, my extended family, my house, my room, especially that Eyang Utiku who had come back earlier than me.

When the plane was really landing, I then rushed down and went to the arrival door hoping there would be my extended family including Uti who picked me up. But unfortunately, I had to sigh in disappointment when I did not find any of my family standing there waiting for me.

Walk on alone. I think I should go home alone. Once again I breathe. Then sit on an available seat at the airport, which is usually used to wait for departure or arrival times. Now, I'm confused as to how to go home. Hehehe, understand, I have not traveled alone in Jakarta for a long time to make me so clumsy if it is true I have to go home alone now. Without control, friends, let alone an invitation!

It is actually easy for me to book a taxi online or rent a taxi that is already waiting for passengers in front of the airport. However, because of that clumsy feeling, that's why I'm pondering that intention now. Horrified! Moreover, just a few minutes ago before landing I read the news about the crime in the taxi. Ugh, it's scary, right?!

Drr....

My phone automatically vibrates when I turn on the activation button. The brand logo appears there before finally displaying a collage of my photos as its wallpaper. This phone is only activated again after previously having to be deactivated during an in-flight flight.

Drrr... Drrtt...

Again my phone vibrated. The shaking was so felt in the hand, because I was holding it in my grasp at the moment. Observe screen. Notification of a message entered into my WhatsApp application. Which sounds;

Re, this time the one who picked you up is special! Later it will be a surprise, don't be more!!

Received at 13:17 WIB

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Glancing at the digital clock in the corner of the phone screen states that it is now at 14.15 WIB. Wow, that's amazing! The message came in after almost an hour.

And after reading the message carefully, I immediately frowned. I mean, this image what try? Special?? Hah, martabak telor kali ah, special?!

Duh, right, suddenly it feels like my stomach is rumbling because of bringing up a special egg martabak due to the action of the message Mbak Citra. Aih, be upset!

Well, it seems that on the way home later I have to stop by the martabak shop. I haven't eaten that good food in a long time. Hehe.

Then, I immediately replied to the message of Mbak Citra. However, just as I was typing a word, my phone suddenly shook again. The sign of a sms is now on my phone screen.

I frowned when I saw that the message was sent by a series of foreign numbers that were not stored in the contacts!

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P. S :

The word "NTM: X.X" means REVISED

while "BAB X.X" means NOT REVISED