Systems That Change Fate

Chapter _3: The bad ending

Feeling disappointed at the treatment, Haris immediately set off with a feeling that was so arrogant.

Arriving there he entered the terrace area of the chairman's house, then sat on the sofa outside, waiting for the old man to come out of his house, after he said his greetings earlier.

Seen from the front of the foundation house that was facing the school office, some people were looking at him with a face full of question marks.

"Calling a teacher is like calling a troubled student.

Where is the location of higher education applied."

Haris is still so cocky.

He tried to calm himself for a while, only then did his arrogant heart slowly improve.

Had been pensive for a while, suddenly he was immediately startled by the voice of the chairman of the foundation who rose and half snapped saying.

"How the hell are you, still working?

"What's up, sir? I don't know what the problem is.!

"What's the matter.it's a kid hanging around here and there's no teacher."

"Oh if that I do not know sir, because indeed I have no schedule to teach today, in addition last night I keep the punishment of children until dawn in the morning.

The boy was punished because they came out of the compound and all that on the orders of the principal sir, so this morning I was so sleepy that I went to sleep.

Earlier in the night passing by, I also could not tidu sir, while in the morning I also had to enter teaching sir.

"If you don't want to teach."

"How do you mean, sir?"

"You're fired...!!!!"

"Alright sir thank you for everything all this time, sorry if I was wrong all this time excuse me."

Haris returned home and he told his wife everything, as soon as they packed up.

Without a good and proper word of farewell or release, Haris and his little family left there, without anyone saying a farewell.

"What a deed this guy did, huh bang? Adek sad you know bang, there is no meaning to all what we have been fighting for all this time."

"Let the deck, the man is drunk on his power and oppresses us who are weak, praying that our situation will be better in the future."

"Yes bang, hopefully with our departure from that place, our lives will be better in the future."

After dropping out of school for a while Haris and his wife stayed with Diana's parents, but it didn't take long for the relationship to break down.

In this world there are not many in-laws who can be patient and resistant, with son-in-laws who do not have money.

The absence of the world's treasures is a very great sin in the hedonic worldview, wisdom and wisdom of thought will mean nothing if one is poor.

As an expression that though it is very striking indeed, but it can be seen in reality, namely that "the fart of the rich is preferable to, the wise speech of the poor".

Everything Haris did would always go wrong in their eyes

"He doesn't know anything about farming, anything."

Haris' father-in-law protested to Diana, who he said was stupid and slow when it comes to farming.

"Please sir, his name is still learning."

"Elleh learned what?

The day of Haris' life with his in-laws is no longer something to be tolerated.

All the sisters from the Diana family, including the sister and sister-in-law Haris even began not to keep in speaking words.

Only his wife's sweet attitude and understanding became the antidote to all that.

In the end some things finally forced them, had to rent a house in the form of a hut themselves but still in the village.

One day Haris went to the garden that he had been working on for a few years, so happy his heart when he arrived there found that the leaves of the rubber tree had become so lush.

Branches and twigs that are small from one tree, have met on another tree.

"She, eventually soon my rubber tree will be big and I will be able to realize the rubber sap from my own garden, so there is no need to give a share of the income to others."

Haris smiled with satisfaction, how happy and so carefree, so tired of carrying and planting rubber tree seedlings, to a garden that was quite far from this village since its inception, as if it were treated and paid off.

His eyes felt cool to see the green color of rubber leaves, which spread over an area of two hectares.

"Hmm.. My stomach feels like it's filled."

Haris opened a stock of rice bontot that he had brought from his village, tired of walking for three hours more trip has made his stomach ask in the contents.

Because since morning he has not eaten, except for breakfast a glass of sweet tea and two hot fries in the coffee shop in his village.

Of course the energy produced by such breakfast, has been used up for a trip up and down a steep mountain, for three hours more the distance of the trip.

Rice tastes so delicious even if the side dish is only as it is, so the justice of God there are times when someone is given it but does not taste, on the other hand God does not give to someone anything but given its taste.

For example, chicken taste will be ordinary, for people who often eat chicken, but it will be different for people who rarely eat chicken.

This means that people who really know the delicious taste of chicken, are those who rarely eat chicken, but do feel like eating chicken.

The same feeling will not be felt by people who eat chicken every day, well that's how the justice of God may be for someone given it but does not taste.

After finishing eating Haris ignited his cigarette fire, previously he was not an active person to smoke, but the atmosphere of work in such a forest, he said, where there are so many mosquitoes making smoking is a kind of mandatory thing.

"Haaaahhhh there are a lot of mosquitoes in this forest, when I was teaching I would not be in this many mosquitoes, but my mind was burdened and pressed so hard, while here I am free to do whatever I like and my mind will not be so tired."

A glimpse of the memories of the past flashed in Haris's memory.

Smoking in this garden is quite good, besides being able to repel mosquitoes, the atmosphere feels crowded.

The typical smoke produced by this cigarette can also indicate the existence of a human, so that some animals such as snakes and so on will stay away.

After remembering the time before when teaching, now Haris thinks of something else, namely something about cigarettes that are still in his grasp.

With its existence alone, in the garden that is still surrounded by the forest.

Haris recalled some of the parents in his village, who either seriously or jokingly said that the demons in the forest would also stay away if cigarette smoke billowed.

So if after a farmer smokes, then there are still those who say for a dong, then it is certain that it is not a demon.

"He. he .. he.."

Haris laughed to himself as he recalled the words of the old man in his village.

While still enjoying his cigarette, Haris' daydream had reached far ahead, he saw as if he had already carried such a heavy rubber rubber on his shoulders.

Just as he was smiling at the thought of the situation, there came a very rough sound caused by the dry leaves that seemed to be scavenged by something below, so shocking and disperse his daydream.