The Gold urn Changed my Destiny

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Qiram stared at the golden urn since morning, even now it was late afternoon. ‘Why don't I get any more money while walking?’ He asked the jar. Stare fiercely at the urn!

‘Hey, is this the punishment for me? I forced my walk in pain! Why not get some more money?!’ Qiram shook the golden jar.

“Aih, shit! How can I help Doctor Aini Farha, if I remain a miserable unemployed!”

“What?” replied Lil O who had just returned home from work.

“You've gone home Lil O?” ask Qiram.

“Iya, why you? I heard you say.”

“Oh, there is nothing, I want to eat seblak out, but hard to walk.” replied Qiram lying.

“Oh, then, let's eat some food, I take a shower first, I'll guide you.”

After taking a bath they bought seblak, when in the house accidentally Qiram hit a woman who looks mediocre.

“Heh, if that road see dong street. Play hit! Don't know what swollen elephant body!”

Qiram sat on a chair made of wood, then the seat swayed. “Come, move there! Frightened broken!” The other buyers who were in line with the seats Qiram occupied so moved.

“Udah limping, menuhin place, mending eating at home aja deh!” sniffing other buyers.

Qiram was silent, he remembered his life in the past back, when his hands were broken, he was deformed, his body fat, he was also humiliated and ridiculed, but this included ridicule better than ridicule in his past life.

After all, he was limping just because he sprained, his legs would heal soon, in contrast to past life, his hand was cut off could no longer heal as before.

Lil O patted Qiram on the shoulder, “Not to be heard, they only know our shortcomings, but do not know how hard our struggle.” Qiram smiled hearing that.

After eating the food, they went home. Along the way, people were just pouting at it, whereas Qiram and Lil O were already trying to be friendly to the people who lived around the street to their new residence.

“I go to sleep right away, because it has to work early in the morning, hopefully you can get a job tomorrow.” said Lil O, he immediately laid his body.

Lil O had fallen asleep, the silence of the night made Qiram remember his past life back, he took the urn and hugged it. “Mother, why don't people throw their smiles at me, even at a glance, just because I'm poor and fat? Mom, I want to make people smile. I also don't want to be lonely, I want to have a friend to chat with if Lil O goes to work.” Lil O hugged the golden urn tighter and tighter.

Ting! “Your application granted, Sir. Congratulations, you get a pet for a chatting friend and you can spread a smile 100,000 times during a week.”

After that voice sounded, two pieces of gold fell from the golden urn. Qiram took it and smiled.

“Program has been activated, you have agreed to it. Congratulations Master, you are entitled to have this gold forever, do your duty from now on!

“You must complete your task! Smile 100,000 times a week. Every time you receive a smile from someone else, you will get 500 rupiahs. If you complete the task on time, you will get a reward, whereas if you fail, you will get a penalty. Task starts from now and ends next 6 days at exactly 00.00.”

Qiram smiled sumringah.

“I won't waste this opportunity again. I'll work hard! Doctor Aini Farha, wait for me, I will help you!” said Qiram smilingly, then he chose to sleep next to Lil O.

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Tomorrow morning, the,

Qiram carried a bottle of mineral water, he continued walking slowly, as his legs were still not fully healed. The first goal is to spread a smile on people, then walking is a sport that he can do, he does not want to be a swollen elephant again.

Qiram tried to smile at everyone he passed by, the girls of course ignored him, then some mothers and aunts partially smiled. But also someone said, “He why smile from earlier? Crazy people aren't you?”

‘Tak why Qiram, which is important with a smile, if in reply will get money.’ Qiram monologued with his heart to encourage himself.

Qiram continued to walk through the crowd, spreading smiles, some retaliated, some threw their faces away, raised eyebrows feeling strange and various reactions people saw him smile.

“Welcome you finish 1000 smile reply, you will get 500,000 rupiah, enjoy it. You have to finish 99,000 smiles reply again!” Sounded notification. Then Hp Qiram shook.

‘Saldo You Rp. 33,576,000,00.’

Qiram smiled, ‘I will finish this task, will not waste any more time like a week ago.’ muttered Qiram.

Qiram continued to spread a smile into the night. Several times he gets a notification, if he gets 1000 smiles reply.

“Ah, it's already 9pm, I have to go back to the contract, before Lil O is overwhelmed looking for me. Oh yes, all I bought Lil O satay, he really likes Satay padang.”

Qiram ordered 4 packs of satay, as long as he waited for the seller to wrap satay, he several times threw a smile at the people selling, the passersby and the ones in line to buy satay as well.

After getting satay, Qiram walked back home, still smiling at everyone.

“He's stupid what's crazy? Smile on!” the snort of the person who had just thrown a smile by Qiram.

‘Sabar, the name is also looking for money, so you have to smile, if not, males also smile with that person. Lil O and I have smiled at them several times while passing this road, but never reciprocated.’ dongkol Qiram in heart.

Before arriving at the contract, Qiram saw a beautiful woman pull her suitcase while crying.

‘Taste familiar? But who, huh? Know where?’ think Qiram.

The woman continued walking, until her back was far away, only looking small when Qiram began to remember who she was.

‘She Hafisa Inaya, the famous and most popular artist of my previous life.’

Qiram ran after him, panting!

“Hei, wait! Miss Hafisa Inaya!” shout Qiram.

“Nona Hafisa Inaya!” yelled Qiram, he kept running.

Finally the woman heard his call and looked.

“Wait, Miss Hafisa Inaya!”

Qiram came before the beautiful girl. “Times like this, Miss where are you going?” ask Qiram.

The beautiful girl looked at him from top to bottom. “You who? Do we know each other?” tanyakanya.

The deg! The deg!

Qiram had just remembered, if it were now, the girl would definitely not recognize him, because they knew each other in her previous life. Yes, even if Hafisa remembers, because she is a popular artist.

“Hm, it-it. I'm your fan!” answer Qiram origin.

“Mode!” grunt, then pull the suitcase.

“Nona, where are the nights like this, not good girls as beautiful as Miss road alone, will be bullied by thugs. In front there are many thugs.” Qiram.