PREDESTINATION

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The new year has arrived. Well despite the new year of vacation, I got a stint on pickets at the office. Understandably, my mother worked in government agencies in the shipping department so. Every day there are ships leaving and going back and forth at sea where the border of my working area. So I had to dispose of the ship's papers to give them permission to sail. I just recorded it, mak. Once it's recorded and I give it to my boss to sign it as approval

The plan is I want to go to Bengkalis yes to meet with Dodi. The person I miss the most. But because there is a state duty, it must not be so.

"Where the hell is Dodi, there's no news at all" My inner self wondered. My feeling is getting bad for him. He's changed lately, now there's no news. Even when I texted him and tried to call him, he still didn't respond to my messages and calls.

"Why he doesn't even have news. What the hell is he doing?" My mind keeps on getting restless. Really in that office I felt very agitated because I just kept thinking about him. It could be said my body is in the office but my heart and mind drift somewhere.

"Why would I get the feeling that she's with another girl?" My mind wonders again.

I also opened my social media in the form of Facebook using an office laptop. I opened Dodi's Facebook profile. My eyes were round when I saw that. How painful my heart is. Her photo with her ex-lover who said she had broken up. It turned out that they were on vacation at the Siak Sriindrapura palace.

Some clear water is now flowing down my cheeks. It is heartbreaking to see their photos.

"It turns out this is the reason you changed Dodi. It turns out this is because you didn't tell me. What a heart you have for me Dodi. You play with my feelings" My mind wiped the tears that had flowed.

This is how the risk of becoming a third person is always injured, always crying tears. But didn't he say they broke up. That's why I want to be her lover.

The wall of trust that I had built so crowed it had now been shattered instantly seeing the photo on Dodi's facebook status.

I closed that facebook. I couldn't see their pictures for a long time. The longer, the more pain his heart is in.

***

After work I went to get some fresh air with my niece Raihan my sister's youngest son.

"Where's usu?" Ask her.

"Jalan-alan aja. Looking for fresh air. We'll buy some snacks later" I said again. Well I was close to my brother's youngest son. From the baby I took care of her. When my sister went to college, she lived with me. Once he stayed with me for two days because his brother was in Bengkalis Hospital and had to be treated. Fortunately he drank formula milk so well not too dizzy I take care of him. He's also his son's not fussy. So I easily took care of her. Ten babies like her I can take care of her. Fussily she was just thirsty, when she was pooping it was all. After you drink it or I clean up the shit, she goes back to sleep.

We measured the road on my bike with Raihan. The five-year-old boy was always with me. When we wanted to go home how shocked I saw a man who I knew so well berboncengan using the motorcycle of the girl. Well they're Dodi and Fida they're like he just got home from Siak. Where if we want to go to the city of Siak from Bengkalis, then it must pass the Pakning River first.

I round my eyes to see them passing in front of me. But the two of them were unaware of my existence because I was sure they were chasing after the fairy ship to cross to their home town of Bengkalis.

"Geez they just got home?" My inner. My heart felt sliced to see the two of them. I tried to chase after them. But I can't because I'm afraid to speed my bike.

"We go home" I said weakly.

"But we haven't bought any snacks yet" the boy replied with a frown.

"Yes we have bought snacks first yes after that we go home" said I again bring Raihan to a stall to buy snacks he asked.

I lost my passion for anything. Want to know that there is no spirit.

***

"Love, what else?" A message from Dodi came into my phone.

"It's important I do what else?" Reply with annoyance.

"What's the answer to love?" Like innocent people this is a leak. Well of course he leaked he was two years young from me. Because he was too fast to go to school, then we could meet at the same course.

"Where have you been all day?"

"There is love. Not anywhere"

"Don't lie. Do not pinter shiny tongue later bitten his tongue break lo"

"Truly my love is here"

"Enak went to his siak with his ex? Uh maybe you've reversed it, or you never broke up" I said again.

"Why is that love?"

"Not to confess? Who is this photo on Facebook?"

"Oh it's not me lo love who posted her photo on her facebook status"

"But that's clear on your status. No one marks on your fb it's gonna lie to me huh? What do you think I'm stupid?"

"Udahlah ngaku! You're still the same, right?" Add me again.

"He just asked me to accompany him on the road to Siak" he said.

"Keep if he asks you to turn him back, how? You want one too?"

"If you're not the one who posted the photo, you better delete the photo" I said.

Instead of answering what I asked, Dodi instead sent a screenshot of her chat with Fida.

It's his proof he asked me to accompany him to Siak because he was afraid to go there alone to pick up things.

I did not pay attention to the contents of their chat but I noticed the wallpaper photo behind their chat. Where the photo is a photo of Fida wearing pink clothes and selfies seems to be taken when he will display his dance.

"Well, still wearing the ex's wallpaper? Never broke up all this time? That means you've been lying all this time with me?" Ask me.

I also sent a screenshot that was sent to me with Fida.

"Still with Dodi deck? It turns out that Dodi is so dear to you that he put up a wallpaper chatnya your photo" My message to Fida.

"We never broke up. Yesterday only fought for a while because there was a little problem" he said again.

"Oh, good if so. He loves you, and so do you. May it last" I said at the end.

Ting....

Dodi's message went back to my phone.

"Well, did you send the screenshot chat I sent to you earlier to Fida?"

"Lo. I just want him to know that you love him. Evidently the chat wallpaper was a photo of him" I replied.

"Him and I got into a fight again"

"Lo didn't you say you guys broke up? Then what are you afraid of?"

"Yes, he and I are still together. Now between us there's nothing else" he said, jolting me.

I smiled reading the message.

"It turns out you already admitted it. All this time you've been playing with my feelings. All right, no problem. I'll stay away from you" My inner self.

"I'm sorry I'll do what you ask. Obviously I won't bother you and him anymore" I replied.

With tears I removed everything that was related to her. Her phone number, her BBM pin I deleted. I really have the courage to forget. Because all this time I've been hurt and lied to.

***

Day after day passed though this heart felt empty and lonely, yet I went through it very well. I'm looking for my own work. After work, sometimes I go for a walk in search of the wind. Understand this heart again upset so if at home, it will be more upset made. The night I was busy with teaching Dina and her friends drama exercises.

"Yus, are you in Pakning?" Ask my best friend through a short message after a long time we did not meet.

"Yes, yuk gathering, has not gathered us for a long time" Invite Yus.

"Yuk, it just so happens to be this week's day. Let's find the fern for the sprolet" Invite me.

Sempolet is a food made from sago flour. Her form like papeda is also just that she is cooked directly with her gravy and uses vegetables in the form of ferns or kale continue in the anchovy or ebi as her enhancer.

"Come, come. Take Siti's adek"

***

"All the ingredients are available now let's start making them" Yus said.

"Okay, we're on duty"

"Just please puree the chili. Siti strained her sago flour and I'll cook it" I said.

"OK" they answered.

We also carry out our respective duties. It's been almost two weeks that Dodi and I haven't told each other at all. I did the same because I granted her request not to interfere with her life and her boyfriend.

"I didn't expect Dodi to lie to me all this time" My story to Yus and Siti after you finished eating the spbolet you made up to ludes.

"What did he do" asked Yus.

"You know, Dodi and Fida have never broken up. They still have relationships. Dodi had lied to me, said they had broken up, but they didn't" My story sadly.

"Geez don't think I bang Dodi can be that hard" replied Siti.

"It turns out, such innocent face does not guarantee his kindness huh" he added.

"I didn't expect him to be like that to me either. Though he was the one who had been treating my heart that was broken because it was betrayed by my old boyfriend and was left married by him. It's not that he doesn't know how broken this heart is that he's slowly treating my wound. But after this wound began to heal, instead he was the one who scratched back the wound in the heart with his lie. I was very disappointed in him" I said with tears in my eyes.

"Not be so thought out. There are still us here who are always there for you, sister" said Siti encouraging.

"Thank you, you're so kind to me and please pray for me so I can forget it as soon as possible"

"That's the name of his best friend is always there when injured" said Yus.

The three of us hugged each other with warmth.

"It's kids, why embrace like this?" My mother suddenly surprised us who were encouraging each other.

Well we cooked that spinolet in my house. Of course there's my mother in my house.

"Mother, just ngagetin" I said let go of our embrace.

"Well, why use a hug-hugging event like that?"

"We're letting go of miss mom, we haven't seen each other in a long time" I replied to my mom.

"Lo, he said, where are you going to make the sprolet? Already finished?"

"Oh there's still a buk inside that frying pan. Mommy wants? I'll get you a yes" I answered.

"May, may" answered my mother.

I took a plate of spinolet for my mother and I gave it to the middle-aged woman.

My mother immediately tasted the sempolets we made earlier.

"Oh my God, how many kilos do you put chilli in this spinolet"

"Why buk?" Ask Yus.

"It's so spicy, my stomach's so sore because it wants to eat your spinolet. Just one bribe has been like this let alone want to spend this one plate" complained my mother again.

"Here, this is take back, son. I don't want spicy splinters like this" said my mother again.

"Okay, where's the water... Very spicy" said your mother looking for water to drink.

"This is the name of the spinolet to kill this" said my mother again after finishing gulping water.

"Geez buk, it is not so spicy his spholet" replied Siti.

"You who like it spicy it does not feel spicy. For my mother it was very spicy. Smoky mother's ears ate it" said My mother left us who were still in the kitchen and returned to the tv room to watch her favorite movie.

The three of us just smiled at my mother. Well because my mother has long suffered from magh pain so she can not eat spicy because it will make her magh pain relapse again.

"You've been here a long time Yus" I asked.

"Yes, I happened to get a job as a daycare"

"Where?"

"Digawar-war"

"Alhamdulillah if you get a job. That way, we will often dong mingle together again" said I am happy.

"Yes, thank God. The daycare for her son also opened a while ago. Not too many kids there. We're keeping two people"

"Nothing. over time will also be many who leave their children there if they already know the place. This will just open so it's only natural to be a little" I said.

"It's true, brother. What is important now is that big brother Yus has to be patient and we pray that the daycare will eventually be a lot of children deposited there" said Siti.

"Aamiin" said the three of us.

"Tonight what is Dina and her friends rehearsing drama?" Ask Siti.

"Yes today their schedule of practice"

"Tonight we gather again yuk. No one is you" I said.

"May, may" they answered simultaneously.

***

I noticed the drama that Dina and her friends presented. They performed a drama titled Dedap Durhaka but a comedy version. The story of this ungodly bran is the same as the legend of Malin Kundang.it's just not ungodly it still has a father and mother. And where the father and mother were turned into mangoes or the language of the region mempelam the other sweet fruit and the other sour fruit. it is said that the sour fruit is his father who does not want to forgive mistakes where Dedap does not want to admit his poor parents are his biological parents. the sweet bride was her mother who forgave her son's guilt.

"Sir, buy a yuk snack. Instead of us sitting empty like this there is no snack" I said after my students returned to their homes. And all that was left was me, Siti and Yus. As usual, we sat in front of my porch. His name is also biased young people want to confide in.

"OK" said Siti who was diligent if asked this.

"This is the money. Whatever you want to buy. The important thing is a lot and filling" said I give twenty thousand money to Siti.

"Buy chips that are priced thousand and five hundred aja deck. Can get a lot of it" Yus said.

"Don't buy chips, drinks too"

"Yes, it's safe" replied Siti directly plugged my motorcycle to the stall not far from my home.

"This is the snack has arrived" said Siti carrying plastic snacks that she bought earlier after she returned to my house.

"Well, let's go eat" I told Yus and Siti.

"Eh, it turns out there is still another event yes" said my mother who arrived at nongol from the front door of my house.

"Yes this is a meal. Mommy want?" Ask my mother.

"Where, where?"

"Eh she wants to too" I joked to my mother.

"Yes, windfall do not reject the enemy do not be sought" said my mother.

"It's just choose which mother wants" I said again. My mother took some of the snacks I bought earlier and went back inside my house.