The Wasted Uterus

RYT 30'S

A month later, Dinda gets used to her loneliness. While restoring the body, he tried to get income. He sells on line at his boarding house. Dinda makes cookies and cakes with potluck utensils.

"2-week earnings are good too. Tomorrow Mama will catch up with you, son! Wait Mama," muttered Dinda while counting the money from the sale.

Dinda kept trying to toughen up in her heart. He did not want to look weak in the eyes of others. Like now, he acts normally without anyone knowing that behind it all there is one big event.

Today Dinda is busy arranging all the luggage that she will bring to Jakarta. Money and clothes are neat. Only with a piece of paper with an address on it would he leave.

"Although I don't know yet, the ins and outs of Jakarta. But, I'm sure I can find you, son! Mama will try whatever happens" murmured Dinda softly. After that, he prepared to sleep.

Next day.

Dinda got up early. He had to prepare for the terminal to board a bus to Jakarta. After preparing he came out by taxi. In less than an hour he arrived at the terminal.

The bus in Jakarta is at the terminal. Dinda came in and looked for a comfortable seat. Fifteen minutes wait, the bus finally goes too. Dinda sat next to two men whose movements were very suspicious.

The journey to Jakarta is approximately 4 hours. After the operation he experienced one month ago has a big influence on his stamina. Dinda more easily tired and pain in the abdomen is often felt.

Dinda fell asleep with her bag. He was fast asleep until he arrived at the Jakarta terminal. All passengers disembarked but not for Dinda. He was still asleep until the conductor woke him up, "Bak woke up, it's up to the goal."

Dinda was shocked and finally woke up."Thank you Sir! It's been awakened" said Dinda in a faint voice.

He got off the bus and the conditions around the terminal were very crowded. Dinda looked around him. He decided to buy a drink because he was thirsty.

"You got mineral water? May I have one!"

"How much Ma?" ask Dinda to the seller.

"Fifteen thousand Ma'am" replied the Seller.

Dinda took the wallet in her bag. Long time searching he did not find the wallet. Dinda panicked, so the seller's mother asked, "What's wrong?"

"Sorry Mom, I didn't buy it. My wallet is gone" replied Dinda sadly.

"Well, you just came here! Next time be careful Ma'am because here is prone to pickpockets," said the mother of the seller.

"Yes, Mom. Excuse me first." Dinda left confused. All the money is in that wallet. Even Indra's office address was lost.

"What should I do? Where am I supposed to go? All that money and address is in the wallet" Dinda murmured softly.

"Lord, there are many tests of money you give. Always give me the strength to live all of this" Dinda said in her heart.

After that, Dinda walked without a destination. He just followed where his feet were going. His stomach was hungry, but he had no money to buy food.

"Do I have to sell this phone? To buy food and rent a contract. Yeah, I gotta sell this." Dinda stepped up, looking for an HP counter to sell her phone.

The owner of the counter also checked the condition of Dinda's phone. Once checked, the owner of the counter was so offered a price, "Two million, Neng. How's it?"

"Can't it be more like Mas?" said Dinda bid.

"Sorry Neng can't. This is according to the market price" replied the owner of the counter.

"Yes, it's already so." Dinda agreed with a heavy heart. The phone he bought last year did not sell very high.

"This is the money. Count it first."

Dinda counts the money from the sale of mobile phones, "Master, then excuse me."

After getting the money, Dinda continued her journey. He was looking for a food stall because it was getting late. He arrived at one of the soto stalls to fill his stomach that had been rumbling since morning.

"The boon is one yes. Add tempe only," said Dinda to the seller soto.

It didn't take long, Dinda received the soto. He's eating it in the heat. Then, he asked the owner of the shop. Where is the location of the rental at an affordable price.

"Mom, there's no contract here, huh? Which is affordable?" ask Dinda to the shop owner.

"If the contract is still far away Neng. From here you have to take an angkot down on Kartika street well there are many who rent out rent a contract," replied the shop owner.

Dinda nodded her head, "Okay ma'am, thanks for the info."

Dinda immediately ate the bottle. He had to get a contract because it was almost night. Finished eating and paying Dinda to get out of the place and resume her journey.

He walked straight ahead like the direction of the shop owner's mother earlier. Dinda looked around but no angkot or ojek passed by.

"Why quiet, taxis or motorcycle taxi drivers are not there. I have to keep going when is it coming?" said Dinda quietly with a tired sigh.

The day began at night, but Dinda was not stopping to keep going. Not having a cell phone makes it impossible. Halfway through the trip, Dinda sat down for a while by the roadside. His legs were tired, even his stomach was starting to ache.

"Oh, I'm not strong anymore. My legs hurt a lot, and my stomach hurts a lot. Where it is still far away, no vehicle has passed. Holy jeez!"

Dinda complained on the side of the road. His eyes saw someone across the street. "Who is that guy? What does he want? Why is it so suspicious?"

"Now, don't kill yourself. It was standing on the side of the bridge. I have to prevent it." Dinda stood up to head across the street. He turned to the right and left to cross the road.

After reaching the other side, Dinda approached the man. "Not the bad guy? What if the bad guys? Ahh, the car is great! Definitely not a bad person," muttered Dinda curious and also confused.

The man was standing on the bridge with a limp body. Suddenly, the man almost fell down and Dinda immediately ran after him. "Mas, Mas, hey don't jump yet!" yell Dinda hard.

Dinda finally managed to pull the body of the man with great difficulty. Dinda's breathing was stingy because she was very panicked plus the man's body was very heavy.