SOMETHING IS MISSING
Someone broke in
"then, Admiral" glared jessy at the golden-shimmering figure of Cheng Ho, "Let me be the soul mate who loves me for who I am, with all my flaws and advantages.and, make me forget Alfin!".
Admiral Zheng He must have laughed at Jessy's request, "i'm not an grantor!" maybe that's what he wanted to say to the girl who always walked as if she had no purpose in life for the past few months.
"really pathetic" as if hearing that mocking tone, Jessy turned her head.almost she believed the sentence was intended for her, not far from him there was a young couple who were chuckling about something that Jessy did not understand.
jessy shook her head, leaving behind Cheng Ho who still received many guests. So far, he only observed everything from outside the fence.not much talk anymore handsome Alfin, so far, jessy down the composition of the temple, such as the temple kyai anchor, kyai cundrik, kyai and nyai tumpeng with my eyes.
"you are a great man, Admiral.you are a great man.You can also live and survive without a woman beside you. Do you also understand the bitterness of love like me?"
prof. Dr. pramana adiratna, MM, the macroeconomic lecturer still explains the fiscal and monetary policies are still ringing in Jessy's mind, even though he is currently sitting behind the study table. his eyes didn't move from the super thick book, tracing word for word, all crammed into his left brain, then it transmits to the right brain to assemble an analysis of the economic development of the country is viewed from government policies.the brain floated again to explore the news after news on television, newspapers, and so on, until the article that was scattered on the internet about populist economics, macro and micro industries, which had stopped by, hoping that the neural node of his brain could be understood enough about inflation for inflation that continues to greet, he said, strangling small people who continue to hope to breathe among prices that continue to soar.
the terrace is still quiet, there is not yet one patient in line. he began to read, the human earth, the extraordinary literature of the great work of Pram. somehow, his limited brain began to pulsate.it feels wrong, it feels wrong, relax the mind from the heavy writing of the book to another book despite the different types, he thought laughing at his own stupidity. Finally, jessy gave up when the first patient came. they opened the iron gate that had been opened a little, but the iron gate was already open, a young man and a teenage girl.One seemed to be in his late twenties, the other one was at High School age. Jessy also nodded.The two of them sat in the same long chair as Jessy.
.. "antri as well, mbak?" ask the man. While the teenager was engrossed with his *smartphone* while reaching for the queue number that turned out to be number one. Jessy felt the child knew, Kezia's doctor never used the queue system via phone.
Jessy smiled thinly . "you could say so".
the man who was less than 175 cm tall was staring cluelessly but also did not argue.
"who wants to check?" jessy glances at the curly-haired teenage daughter who reminds her of a Korean artist in a drama. The boy now moves into a chair closer to the consultation and examination room.
