The Story of a Broken Man

A Short Time For A Long Story

The dawn prayer has not been heard, Ilyas while holding back sleepiness immediately shower to immediately prepare to finish the work that yesterday he could not finish because of the sudden lights off. While continuing to yawn he threw a dipper into his head.

The water still felt very cold, as he remembered this was the first time he took a bath before dawn. It felt like he was almost frozen as water flowed through his body.  His body feels shivering.

He immediately put on a shirt, took out Honda and immediately went to the mosque near his workplace. The road that is still quiet feels most steady to increase the speed of the vehicle.

He arrived at the mosque without taking a long time. Maybe because he was speeding. When can I start if not now? Maybe that's how he thinks.

But it is usually when he leaves the streets filled with vehicles. He had to be careful not to have an accident. If the streets are quiet like this, it feels like he is the sole owner who can speed at will.

Arriving at the destination he immediately put the clothes he used to use for prayer . Usually he was never left behind carrying a change of clothes for prayer. It is not the door of the restaurant that is locked. Yesterday before coming home Riski told him to bring the keys to the restaurant.

It was dark, almost unable to see anything. Immediately turned on the flashlight of his phone to look for a switch. He saw Joseph calling him several times. Maybe he was worried because Ilyas forgot to tell you this.

"Bang, I'm at the diner. Sorry I forgot to talk about this. Anyway, later when I'm home I tell you. I'm so sorry, bang" Ilyas sent a voicemail because he felt he had to finish his job as soon as possible.

He immediately pulled out the coconut that he had not had time to grate from the refrigerator. He turned on the scar machine he thought was broken yesterday . Coconut who just came out of the refrigerator tastes cold, about half an hour he finally managed to also finish grated grater. Even though his finger was grated as well.

After a few days he finally felt the fear he had felt before. Yes, but also good for experience. Even if it seems like it is just a trivial thing .

When squeezing the coconut milk feels once the pain. But he was lucky to have stopped his blood.  The pain is still nothing compared to when he finished a single accident. Actually at that time his mind was empty too, while daydreaming he drove his motorbike at full speed.

When he saw Joseph in front of him, he automatically tried not to harm someone. This became the cause of the single accident that he experienced the other day . His body was injured in some parts, his motorbike was quite destroyed as well as it seemed. Fortunately, he met Joseph, who was an angel to Ilyas. If someone else, I don't know what will happen to him.

***

"Where does it feel to go at dawn?" Riski who had just come when she saw Ilyas was squeezing coconut milk immediately asked. There was a smile on his cheek.

"Yes gini, it feels really cold for sure. It feels like pulling up another blanket, but it's quite speeding . Usually will leave the streets full of jobs can not speed too."

"I was also the first time to leave at this hour. But now it's normal, so yeah no longer surprised . You also leave at this hour tomorrow if how many months. If you want to stay here also no one is forbidden. It's just that I'm more comfortable sleeping at home."

Hearing the explanation from Riski how it feels Ilyas so somewhat so. He felt unable to either. It just feels a bit heavy.

"Look out . The salary will be added" Riski continued. He seemed to catch the objections that his co-worker was holding.

***

He doesn't know what's going on at work, but yes there may be something he has to do. Whatever it is, as long as it's not something that makes it dangerous he doesn't want to interfere. People everywhere need privacy too, that's what they think.

"Yes, that's it. It matters where you go clear. The spirit of his work deck," Yusuf replied with a voice message as well. Actually wanted to use text messages, but he was lazy to type.

After sending a message he immediately cooked for breakfast. And then rushed to work, a routine that must be done daily. Something that is sometimes boring but still kept on doing.

Sometimes Joseph thought to make his own business, but he was confused what business to open. Plus he has never had any experience with it. After all, he does not have the strong mentality to accept all the worst risks that will happen later. Maybe it is enough to make a small business.

According to him, it is also great for people who dare to take risks to become a boss with small businesses. For example, like Jamila, the woman he never liked now seems to have become a strong woman. He who was once considered inferior, for some reason now Joseph became jealous of him.

***

"You don't want to learn how to cook Yas? I want to teach you. Rare opportunity you know I want to teach others," while putting coconut milk that was squeezed by Ilyas, Riski gave an offer.

"Nothing?" Ilyas was a little doubtful. He actually wanted to but he had a bad feeling. He was afraid to ruin the mood.

"No problem though. But yes, we will learn it in the afternoon. Now you cook rice first. Wash the rice until it is clean. Usually the Hasan, but yes somehow not clear tuh child. Tumben this hour has not come yet," as he scratched the rice to be cooked, Riski said to Ilyas.

"Every boss," Ilyas obeyed his senior's orders.

***

"Woy, may I not be in your house tomorrow? Take a great holiday to get there. Kangen is the same atmosphere. Bosen here, ' From the phone came the voice of a friend calling Yusuf who was ready to turn on his motorbike.

"Yes already. When did you come here?"

"Tomorrow. Bentar doang at least two nights a night."

"Yes . Yes, yes, if it comes. Let me get ready."

"Obviously that's it. Sorry to call you at this hour. You're off to work?"

"It's just about to go."

"Yes already. Just wanted to say that" the phone line disconnected. Joseph immediately went to his place of work. Although again a bit lazy but yes inevitably he lived too.