STUPID CLASSES

Happy ?

When I gave the letter on his desk, the atmosphere was momentarily silent, even in less than two seconds the sound of the car horn stopped, and the koi fish in the aquarium did not move .

"But why, what happened ."

His expression changed, his charming smile disappeared somewhere and I felt that this time he was going to slap me .

"Many things happened and maybe now is the right time to do something else ."

"See ..what is your salary less, "

"No Ma'am ..salary allowances and all that is given by the company is more than enough even I am afraid to count them, he said, but there are some things in this life that cannot be counted like money and office. "

"Ia ..how about the three projects you held for two weeks, if it's incriminating you I can help ."

"No, it is not necessary, because all the documents and all the equipment I have prepared, for example Vienna who has to work on it will certainly not be a problem ."

"I can't accept this, Fariz ."

"Can or can't I still stop, it doesn't mean I'm stubborn or arrogant just ..."

"............"

Zufa's mother is waiting for what will come out of my mouth,

"Only, an opportunity that I had long forgotten, would be completely lost if I now missed it again."

"What is it ... Don't joke, it's a company, if you mix work with feelings then it's the same .. Just as you forget what you said that you're going to keep supporting me from behind ."

"For two years, after my mother became a manager, I continued to support my mother and it turned out that she was better in all areas than that, if I went out it would not be a problem ."

"I was once appointed to take a higher position but I rejected it, because ..."

"Alright, please come out ."

Somehow I did not dare to look at Zufa's mother, some of my feelings said that I would be hesitant when I looked at her .

After the door closed, I could hear, the sound of the paper he threw, the sound of yelling held back and I wished this was the best .

*****

"When we're happy, that's when we win ."I murmured as I looked up at the dark sky,

What is happiness ?,

What did we win ?,

And who should we fight ?,

I always asked who said it, I felt like I had forgotten the important thing to remember, the cold air at night in the rainy season of January, the smoke of vehicles incessantly emits carbon monoxide that poisons humans arrogantly, plus the sound of greedy machines shattering all silence to rest the mind of the fatigue of life in this great city,

I never thought how stupid people always think that life is as easy as they think, in this life people will always live their lives with their own efforts, he said, no happiness comes only because we pray and continue to pray, repeating their prayers that have been offered from dawn to maghrib without thinking to create their own happiness, he said, because in this world is not a soap opera night where the poor can get a miracle in the coffee wrapper and suddenly become millionaires, he said, if there are indeed coffee makers on the roadside have become millionaires because of the coffee or everyone does not need to work hard, stay sitting sweet while drinking coffee and hope in the package there is a golden symbol with a picture of a car, he said,

How ironic, though,

But the world still holds fast to the simple logic, which is cause and effect, and also Life is reality, bitterness will still be bitter if we do not add sugar in the cup,

"It sucks, "My mummy is back to walking on the edge of a dark river that stinks, more rotten than a public toilet and also my mumbling is for myself, who always thought I was a bitch, though,

I never thought happiness was simple, even if I was portrayed as a star actor in a movie, maybe I was the one who always got the ordeal, from the start of my mother's death, families fall apart, no one cares about each other, not considered family, illness, falling poor, heavily in debt, being chased by collectors, living contracts, being unpaid, being evicted, living in poverty, the pain is getting worse and then it dies, it's over, maybe the director will give me a movie star offer if he will make a movie like that, because in fact some of the things in the film criteria I have experienced, except for the last few parts,

"What a bitch, I'm this ."I repeated my murmur back.