
Time has shown at 3:00 in the morning, as usual I am still sitting glued to the monitor screen typing sentences that not just anyone can understand.
This is all I can do, create a website or application ordered by some of my clients.I work independently without the protection of companies or institutions, or companies, the salary is enough to pay for a simple house rental and cover daily needs as a nomad in Jakarta who is surviving to realize my dream.
The reason I work freelance is because 6 months ago I was fired from the company where I worked as an IT programmer at a large company in Jakarta, namely Bank Artha Niaga, the largest private company in Indonesia, I have worked there long enough and know many great people and also very rich employees.Just imagine, an office boy also pay up to 7 million per month, he said, more than my current income.
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as a nomad I am used to living alone, from college until now at the age of 26 years. There are not many friends, and do not have family in Jakarta.I still hold the view with my belief to be successful in this city with the provision of my skills in the field of IT.
"Sha.. You haven't slept?" the LumeChat dialog box opens and displays a sentence from someone I know in cyberspace. His name is Indira from Cirebon, the son of a famous fish pond entrepreneur in West Java.
"hmm" I replied, lazy to type long sentences just to reason.
"call, lg cape typing" I replied and followed by a ringing call from LumeChat.
we also spent a long time talking, which was nothing but the content of the conversation was just like a mother who was nagging because her son was staying up late and continued to play computer.There was no special feeling towards the senses, indeed, but I have great respect for the kindness and the apes of his life who were always deceived by the land crocodiles, the men who only used his kindness to get whatever he wanted.
Indira is indeed a figure of a plain old woman may also be stupid, because cheated a few times there is no deterrent.today the story can be a good boyfriend and attention, the, the day after tomorrow has cried screams until the intention of suicide. I don't know.I just pity and can't bear if I have to continue to see him sad.as much as possible I will always be there to accompany the worst days. maybe that was the meaning of my meeting with him at that time in this chat application. As a friend, I will continue to be by his side.
A year or so I know him, starting from random talk with stranger in the LumeChat app then decided to ground coffee, meet in person. Judging from any side Indira is an adult female figure with a tiered neck and well-groomed white skin, her face is no less than the Capital artist, too, it is beautiful and a modern woman with a beauty that can melt the heart of any man.
It is unfortunate that fate said otherwise, Indira has swallowed a lot of bitter experiences related to men, some times he was reluctant to open his heart to show romance that women deserve, even though he was not, I understand him and try to be the best friend who can be next to him without worrying about heartbreak.
"Sha in the afternoon so yes to Ciputra Grand Mall, shopping, later I treat your favorite ramen deh.. finished shopping" he asked in a spoiled tone. I also agreed to his invitation and closed the call.