Not as Beautiful as Angan

Meet old friends.

Cempaka is going out of the house again.

He plans to apply for a job. Now he wants to work at a company that is not too far from his home.

"Why don't you make money again, son?" Bu Sekar was astonished.

"I want to while buu course, if money is not enough to pay the course. If I work in a factory, it's quite the salary" said Cempaka explained.

"Oohs... Apparently so. Well then, mom agrees. Where are you going to go, son?" Ask Bu Sekar anyway.

"It was on a big road there, he said there was a vacancy. I want to try proposing to there ma'am, the place is not far from our house"

Cempaka.

"Oooh over there, I hope you're welcome, son!" Do'a bu Sekar's.

"Amiin ya RobbalAlamiin's... Thank you mom for your prayers"

Cempaka.

After all the requirements are complete, Cempaka immediately left sa'at also to try his luck.

"Assynoltom... I'm leaving now ya buu" he said.

"Waalaikum... Be careful, son!" Sahut bu Sekar while looking at his son's back.

Just walk for about ten minutes, Cempaka arrived at the destination. There were already a few people with one goal in mind.

"Assynoltom..." Said Cempaka, greeting everyone who was there.

"Goddessalam..." Sahut their.

"Please sit down!" Said one of the men there.

"Thank you mbak!" Sahut Cempaka while sitting on an empty bench.

"Where did mbak come from? The feeling I know and often see mbak" said one of the people there.

"I'm from the village that's behind this company. Is it... Where do you like to see me?" Cempaka asked back.

"I like to see you at school.

In SD one, which is near the village office. Aye right! in SD one" he said again.

"Oohs... His house is near the village office?" Ask Cempaka.

"No, a little bit here. Just, I like my brother who is just in first grade, and his school in the first country."

Said again.

"Where did you see me?"

Cempaka asked again.

"If it's not wrong, yes at school. What's... Do you want to take her sister or her child?" He asked back.

"No mbak, my sister is already on big, the smallest is already on smp. If it's a child too, emh... I don't have one yet, I'm still alone" Cempaka answered timidly.

"Then what was there again? What's the matter there?"

Ask her again.

"I was there" said Cempaka.

"Huhuh? So, Mbak is a teacher?

Why are you here now?" The woman looked astonished.

"Yaa want to try to work in the company" Sahut Cempaka with a smile.

"Treid-job!... You're Cempaka, right?"Suddenly someone called his name. Cempaka immediately turned to the direction the voice came from.

"Hey! A puspa? How come it's here? Why?" Cempaka immediately went to the person who called his name earlier. Which turned out to be his friend in school.

"I work here! You alone, what else?" He asked back.

"Ooh work here? I was just about to apply for a job" Cempaka looked sad.

"All this time, what have you been doing? How come! Just applied for a job?" Puspa seemed confused.

"I ngehonor. However, his salary was minimal. Not enough to meet my needs. Because I want to go to college or school again. That's why I tried to propose here. I heard here the salary is good" Cempaka explained.

"Oohs... So. I also used to spend a year, but only one year, because that's how it is... Like you said. Yes I am

jump here, thank God until now I work here." His word.

"That means it's been three or four years?" Ask Cempaka.

"I've worked here for five years" Sahut Puspa.

"Wooow! Quite a long time ago too" said Cempaka.

"Yes that's so. If you want to work here, I'll talk to the personnel. God willing you are accepted to work here." Puspa.

"Aahs... That's right" Cempaka hesitated.

"How about this? I used to, later if not accepted, then I asked for your help" Usul Cempaka. He does not rely on the services of others. Afraid of the end.

"Alright if that's what you want. I go in first. May you be accepted" Puspa went into his office, because the entrance bell had rung.

"Thank you" Cempaka said.

*

After finishing the interview, we were told to wait in a room next to the Satpam Post.

We waited half an hour there. One by one our names are called to the Personnel room.

"Darling!" One of us was called.

"Yes sir!" It turned out that the mbak who was talking to me, whose name was Mayang.

"Trease!"

"My name is called" Cempaka immediately followed Mayang to the Personnel room.

All applicants that day were accepted for employment at the company.

" Tomorrow you can start working for this company. Ten minutes before work. You guys should be ready on the spot! Tomorrow start work at eight in the morning, at twelve you rest. At one o'clock come in again, and come home at five o'clock in the afternoon. Except for Saturday, you work half a day, so go home at twelve and thirty minutes. Without rest. Regarding payday, here it is paid once a week. Every saturday. How, someone to ask?" The staff ended their explanation.

"No sir, we're clear"

We said in unison.

"If it's clear, you can go home! Don't forget, tomorrow can't be too late" said the Personnel.

"Good sir." Then we broke up to come back tomorrow.

*

The next day, Cempaka had arrived at his workplace fifteen minutes before entry time.

He came in early on purpose. Because, he doesn't know the circumstances yet

in that Company.

The time of rest arrived, Puspa approached Cempaka.

He ate at the cafeteria.

Cempaka followed him, as he had not known about the state of the Company.

"Cempaka, are you married?

Are you with your neighbor?" Puspa asked what he wanted in his grave by Cempaka.

"Yet, she married someone else.You're alone?" Cempaka asked back.

"Oh, a year ago. I'm sorry I didn't invite you"

Sahut Puspa's.

"Why did he marry someone else? Don't your whole family agree?" Puspa showed his heralding taste.

"The story is long, I am sad and disappointed and it hurts my heart to remember that" Cempaka lowered his head, sad to be sliced, heartbroken.

"Emh... Forgive me. I didn't mean to make

you are sad" Puspa said.

"Nothing" said Cempaka slowly.

"So you said, the story is long. Can I not know? Who knows if I can give you a solution." Puspa.

"Could only. Thank you in advance" said Cempaka.

*

After a few months Cempaka worked at the Company. Puspa was always with her, both of them seemed familiar.

Everything they've experienced, they know each other.

Apparently, Puspa also experienced disappointment from his lover. He also asked back and forth to ease his heart wound at that time

However, the pain of Puspa, is not as sad as what was experienced by Cempaka. Puspa's heartache is not accompanied by mystical things like Cempaka.

"means... Your own brother made you suffer then" Puspa said. One day when Cempaka was visiting his house Puspa.

"Yes that's how. I don't understand either" Cempaka listlessly answered him.

"Cock! Could your sister do that to her own sister"

"Either... But, clearly he was afraid of being rivaled by me" Sahut

Champaca.

"What if you come with me to my teacher's?" Puspa suddenly offered to Cempaka.

"You mean, treat smart people?" Ask Cempaka carefully.

"He's not a smart guy. But a Ustadz. Later we are given practice to be inspired before we sleep"

"No idea, I've been here and there a lot, but it's still like this. The average can only mention it without being able to treat or dispose of it."

Like the desperate. Maybe he was tired of that kind of work.

"There's nothing wrong if we try, who knows you're a good fit. And, hopefully, my teacher will be able to remove the barrier that is inside her." Puspa.

"Then let's try to get there. Hopefully your teacher can throw away the witchcraft in my body" Please Cempaka.

They also planned to go to the place of his Master Puspa, who was said to be an Ustadz.