My Imagine's

2. My Imagine's

It was almost noon but Herra had not yet found a job. It's hard to find a job now. He has applied for a lot in several companies, but still there is none. He is a top graduate in his college. Is it because of that incident, huh? But what is the problem that affects his work?

If the incident did not exist, maybe now Herra is sitting comfortably in his room at his Papa company. There's no way he's going there now. She may have accepted him to work for the John One Group company. The scandal is really making it very difficult now. But in her heart, Herra always said out loud that she had to rise. Maybe this is the way for him to be independent and not need to use the power of his parents to get a job.

Herra walked towards the empty bus stop to sit down for a moment. He wiped the sweat that soaked his forehead. She flicked her hot hair with her cover letter.

Herra watched the streets full of cars. He remembered yesterday's incident where he wanted to commit suicide because he was quite desperate with the incident that happened to him. It was like he wanted to disappear from the world.

But Herra again remembered that he should not despair. He'll find out who did all that to him.

'ting'

Herra checked her phone which suddenly sounded. He saw a notification that appeared on his phone.

"Ehh, what is this?" herra wondered when a notification appeared on her phone.

Herra tried to open the notification and saw a title called "My Imagine".

"Huh? My Imagine's? What's this app?"

Herra started looking around at that app called 'My Imagine. Turns out it was an app for making imaginary friends. In the application there is one e-book and MP3 that must be downloaded. Herra, who was very curious, started reading the e-book of the app.

So, before listening to the MP3, we are encouraged to read the e-book first so that we know how to install it later. Herra was so curious about the application because it was stated that he could get friends as he wanted.Honestly he was very lonely lately. And he needs a friend where he can confide. Because of the slander, everyone stayed away from it.

"Ouhh, I think this is the way to use it" said Herra, nodding her head in understanding.

Herra, who had finished reading the e-book, started listening to MP3s from the app. The app suggests using a headset to listen to it.

Herra started listening to the MP3. The beginning he heard was a sound like the gurgling of water. Then, he began to follow the instructions presented. Like taking a deep breath and then exhaling. Somehow Herra felt calm hearing the sound of the MP3.

Then, Herra was told to mention the characteristics of the friend she wanted. Then, Herra imagined the figure she wanted.

"He was a handsome, clever man, 185 cm tall, not too white, his nose was pointed and could protect me from harm. And most importantly he can be loyal to me and want to be my friend. He was named ... Rizhan," said Herra, opening her eyes.

His eyes were a little blurred from closing their eyes for too long. How not the time to listen to the MP3 was about two hours. Until Herra was not aware that several buses had been missed. And he did not realize some people were looking at him earlier.

Herra turned her head to the right and to the left. But the figure he mentioned did not appear. He began to doubt the application. Has he been deceived?

"Ahhh, I guess. This app is a scammer. Where there's such a thing. Crazy time dad. Uhhh...." Herra was stunned by the figure behind her as she pitched her head.

The figure of a handsome man who smiled innocently at her. Herra immediately stood up from her seat and faced the figure of the man.

"W-who are you?" stuttering Herra while raising her index finger trembling.

Herra instantly widened her eyes in disbelief. He even rubbed his eyes to see what he saw. Even he pinched a bit of himself to make sure that it wasn't a dream.

"H-ha?! Y-You're really the Rizhan I made?" asked Herra who was really surprised.

"Yes, it's me, Rizhan. The figure you called " replied Rizhan with a smile back.

Herra, who was still in disbelief, started touching Rizhan's face to make sure that the man actually existed. THE ORIGINAL! It felt like the texture of his face was held by Herra. So really?!

"Well, you're real. Wow, I'm happy because it's real. I finally have a friend. I won't be alone anymore" Herra said with a big smile.

"You take it easy, I'll be your good friend. I will always be by your side. I won't let you get hurt" replied Rizhan again, smiling charmingly at Herra.

Unknowingly Herra immediately hugged Rizhan's body. It's totally real! He could feel Rizhan's body. He will not be alone anymore. He has friends!

It feels real. Rizhan's body could really be hugged tightly. It feels like he really hugged a human. Though he knew that Rizhan was just an imaginary friend. But that's okay he thinks. What matters is that he has friends now.

"You're a real Rizhan! I can actually see you. I'm not dreaming, am I?" timpal Herra touching Rizhan's cheek.

In fact, he pinched his arm slightly to prove that he was not dreaming.

"Oh!" bewail Herra

"Hey, you pinched his hand anyway. It hurts Herra," said Rizhan holding Herra's hand which he pinched.

It turned out that the pinch left a red mark. Rizhan deceived slowly the hand to relieve the pain felt by Herra.

For some reason, Herra felt her chest pounding. Why would he feel this way in his own imaginary friend? Hurriedly he pulled his hand from Rizhan.

"Still well Rizhan. Ehhe, I'm not dreaming. Huaa, I'm really smart," Herra said in a loud voice without caring about the few people who were looking at her strangely.

Rizhan only gave a big smile to Herra. Herra also smiled back at Rizhan.

"May you always be there for me, Rizhan," said Herra, hugging Rizhan tightly.

Rizhan also returned the embrace was not less tight.

"You just calm down. It's my job to always be there for you. I promise to always protect you" Rizhan replied kissing Herra's head fondly.

Herra smiled broadly in that embrace. He finally got back the happiness he wanted. May this happiness not pass quickly.

To be continued....