Me, You, And the Journey of Life

Bus Stop

Anindi came home from the shop where Cantika worked at about half-time. There are still three more flower bouquets that need to be delivered and of course waiting to see the new owner.

Anindi intends to return to the flower shop by bus. The woman kept quiet at a quiet bus stop for about ten minutes managed to make him think of the advice of Nisa.

"I may involve the heart. Just meeting him felt like a disaster. Astagfirullah." Anindi raised her head, staring at the sky which was quite bright today. In fact, the sun was still very stinging.

Anindi sat where she should be. Enjoy every street hustle that is endless even until night. Living in a big city by trying to make a living on your own is quite heavy, especially the dependents are now not daily costs. However, there are also drugs the mother who nominally quite drain the bag.

"Mom, what a beautiful sky today. Did the sky used to be this beautiful when Mom gave birth to me during the day?" The woman, who was born on Friday afternoon, smiled a little, recalling some of the happy moments of childhood when her family was still intact. "I miss you, Mom."

Anindi closed her eyes. No one, deserted once for the size of a bus stop in the city. In addition to not coming home from work and school, the weather during the day is the reason people also choose to stay at home.

For about a minute, the sound of footsteps approached. Then, sit next to Anindi. Glancing briefly. "Bak, if you want to sleep, not at the bus stop. At home later!"

Anindi flinched, looking to the side. The two pupils of the woman's eyes were wide-eyed at the figure of the man in a thug-like outfit, wearing earrings on both sides of the ears as well as short hair. Anindi shifted to the right a little, scared as well. No one will know how next. "Sorry." Finally giving yourself a talk.

The man let out a rough sigh, turned his head to the right side and stared fixedly at Anindi. "Gue doesn't know what this problem is, yeah. But, if you can not be careless in public places. Ma'am, want to be an easy target for criminals?"

Anindi. The appearance of this man could be said to be very delinquent. Just look at her short hair in purple red paint with earrings as well as a long necklace. Really horrible. "Sorry, yes, I'm not a sloppy woman."

The man laughed. "If you're not careless, don't sleep at the stop either." Show a small smile. Look straight ahead again. "The bus should come quickly! Make people wait a long time."

Anindi frowned again. This man acted as if they had known each other for a long time, able to talk casually.

"Gue actually doesn't care, yes, the mother wants to be whacked on the road, but sometimes I'm the same woman who can't take care of herself. About if there is a case can cry so badly so that others pity."

Anindi was upset. This thought was too short and cornered women. "Sorry, yes, I don't know who you are. But, it would be nice to talk it out a little politely!" Anindi just went up in blood. Looking from the appearance of this man, it could be estimated if his age was very below Anindi. His face is young. Is it possible schoolgirl? Now it is difficult to distinguish children who are still in school with adult men, because sometimes young children behave like adults.

"You feel that our people are less able to take care of themselves, but we also always try to be careful!" Anindi.

The man glanced sharply at Anindi again. "If it's like that, don't be careless, Ma'am." The two corners of the lips raised upwards formed a small smile. The man stood up when the bus came and stopped, but Anindi missed it. "Let's not see you again, ma'am. I could fall in love." The man got in and the bus left.

Anindi confused herself. Time is getting more and more. Suppose he did not end up delivering a bouquet of flowers that are quite large, it is clear he will bring a private vehicle. Amid the city's increasingly unruly crowds, Anindi was forced to sit languidly again at the stop. Waiting for the next bus. "I shouldn't focus on responding to that person." Anindi stroked the chest twice, trying to hold back the anger from getting drawn in and soiling the heart.

Anindi looked straight ahead again. A breeze hit the woman's veil, blowing on the tip as if waving to ask someone else to come. Anindi pulled out the phone in a small bag. Perhaps it can drive away the annoyance that is present due to carelessness. Hopefully the bus will come soon so as not to wait too long.

Anindi surfed in cyberspace, looking at other people's posts that could be said to be quite interesting. There are also friends who show off happy families, fun for sure.

The woman's fingers stopped when she saw Arga's upload, in which the man uploaded a photo of a white orchid flower on a porch of the house that must have been very well known to Anindi.

Anindi's chest suddenly tight, difficult to take a breath even though the atmosphere around a lot. Several times Anindi stroked the chest, not to drift just because of one condition.

Unknowingly, a black car stopped in front of the stop. The window glass on his right slowly came down, and someone said, "Assalamualaikum, Ukhti!" The voice of that person was so loud and managed to attract Anindi's attention. "Half you?"

Anindi was silent, then said, "Wa'alaikum salam." Even though he was upset, Anindi still answered his greetings. That's not good. However, Anindi did not answer any questions other than that.

The one who came was apparently Rendra, the man was still in the car. Pay attention to Anindi who is now focused again on playing mobile phones. "You waiting for the bus?" Rendra is not giving up. Keep asking and hopefully Anindi will answer.

Anindi gave a rough sigh. "As you can see." The woman sounded a little upset. Though just calmed down after easing the irritation on the figure of the man earlier. It turns out that the universe does not give peace just a moment, this is proven by sending Rendra now.

Rendra smiled knot. "I think you'll wait until tomorrow morning."

Anindi suddenly raised her head, looking at Rendra with a frown. "You mean?" Sometimes think if Rendra is more than small children who often behave arbitrarily, including his words as well. "You better leave instead of pissing people off!"

Rendra chuckled amusedly. So relaxed in response to Anindi's annoyance. "The bus to here had an accident at the ambara stop. If you don't believe me, just look at the news on social media."

Without waiting long Anindi immediately check the latest news. If Rendra jokes, Anindi will teach a lesson here as well.

"Certainly no?" Rendra's waiting. Showing a thin smile. "If you hurry. Come on, get in the car."