Trapped in the Love of Immigrants

Come Back's

Prologues

Have you ever loved beyond the limits of your sanity? Have you ever loved who could be your sun? Even turning your life into his world so that your life feels insignificant and valuable again.

Come, let me tell you a story that everyone calls silliness, but it's beautiful to me. Come, let me tell you the story of how I found him, found my eyes and rained, so that no rainbow ends.

I never know why the wrong time brought us together. I don't know how else to react. I don't know why this heart still loves you, to stay and enjoy it. Although, the wound was still screaming and pounding incessantly. In fact, this moment you threw that wound on my life, especially on our memories. After all, regardless, this taste remains the same and will continue to be the same.

Even if, if it were to be paid for with this life and this life, my little heart cried out loudly to approve it and enjoyed those moments in a silly smile that even brought me to death once.

The view is now blurry, along with the still bitter memories of the pain dancing in my eyes and revealing a beam of light in this vision. Until the third time, the ear-splitting sound was heard, the burning and soreness that penetrated my skin and shoulders at this moment was only fleeting.

And in the corner of the dark room, I found myself, that right, I still love him so much!

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1. Come Back's

Makassar, Indonesia

I inhaled the afternoon air so cold it filled the chest cavity. The air that I miss so much after so many years, really makes this smile can not be separated from the plain face without polished make-up in the slightest.

The weather of this city really welcomes me for having been in the rain. Thankfully, Farah and I were not overwhelmed. The girl from Betawi looks like a jet-leg. As soon as his body found a soft mattress, he fell asleep and made me smile with concern for him.

Basic Farah!

This place is not very large. There is only one bathroom just to the north, two bedrooms on the east and west corners, and a medium-sized kitchen located on the south corner. For the rest, there is only a spacious living room filled with small wet brown sofas forming a box without any middle space. The house I rented was not spacious, but quite comfortable and cool and beautiful. There is a large mango tree in the yard that grows so lush and also some jasmine flowers and other plants there. Yes, we decided to rent this place not far from the city center.

I threw my body in a soft little bed. Really comfortable. The room that I accidentally chose was a soft violet with a small, box-shaped background window on the east side, just above the bed. The furniture itself, there is only a small, lighted brown cabinet with two doors directly facing the bed, and a fan hanging from the ceiling of the room. That's it and it's simple. I was just planning to buy more furniture.

After my mother died, I decided to return to this Daeng city. Yup, especially if it is not the city of Makassar. And this is the city I was born in and raised in, after my mother moved to Jakarta when I was ten years old. Farah was an old friend in Jakarta. Since childhood, he was taken care of by his uncle and aunt after his parents died and then expelled for not wanting to be married. Until one day, I met him who was confused about where to go. And finally, the friendship that can be said to be the brothers intertwined until now. Wherever I go, he is always with me.

"So, you're welcome at one of the companies here?" farah asked after confirming what she had heard earlier and made me nod.

He had indeed woken up from his long sleep tonight. Now so busy fiddling with his phone, not even looking at me who spoke to him.

"It's not a company, it's actually just a hotel. But, his office, let's." I obviously made coffee at the kitchen bar. The dining table and kitchen are just next to each other, just around the table, then the bar and kitchen you find.

"What department is there?"

"Only accounting officer."

He nodded, but his fingers were still busy fiddling with the white-colored Gadget. "By the way, we're staying here forever?" sela Farah Tetiba who is currently no longer playing that wide object in his grasp. His narrow eyes are now looking at me.

"Maybe, but I don't know. Wh why? You don't like this town?"

The pan in the woman's smile was what made me frown. "I've got a new friend," admitted he again who almost whispered and made me squint.

"Date again, huh?" My God made him laugh.

"No, anyway. But, he's quite handsome, and seems rich."

"Flood?"

The woman chuckled, then glanced seductively. This kid knows all too well, I don't like to hear that he's materialistic. To me, such a trait is just like a pestle. Thinking about and putting forward the future is not wrong, but it is better not to rely on others because, there are times, life needs ourselves to stand up and fight, he said, where no one can help. Moreover, because it is also a woman who becomes better if she shows that not only good at indulgence, but also able to sustain her life without begging and hoping for the lives of others.

"Calm down, he's a good guy, so it's impossible like Alan who's just utilizing,"

I let out a long sigh. This woman is really stubborn. He was twenty-six years old, but still his childish nature came out. Even repeatedly advising him, still not listening. So, what can I do?

"As far as you are, Far. That's your life! But remember, be careful. Sometimes that thing looks like it, not like the truth,"

He nodded obediently and smiled. I took a sip of my coffe, then joined the dinner table.

The weather tonight is so calm and cold. I don't know what time it was, but we still haven't left the dining table. Maybe Farah has not been sleepy because it was very long asleep this afternoon and just woke up. Silly again, we even just dinner with a cup of coffee and tea. Yeah, I don't know why I'm so lazy to move like this. My things have been in all my suitcases and untouched since we arrived.

Again a long breath came out of my nose and made me close my eyes.

Ma, I don't know, but I miss you so much right now.

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I was combing this long black hair that had been on my back slowly, arranging and then pulling it behind my ears, then pinned it with a black clasp to leave a few strands in front of my listener's senses that I let unravel. It does not take long, just polish the orange lipstick on the lips and also a touch of fresh orange-colored eyeshadow under the eyes and eyelids, everything is finished. A smile now rose while staring at the body in the large mirror that was stuck behind the closet door. Checking every detail for what is lacking. Blue shirts clad in blue blazers, and short black skirts and heels have now covered the body and legs.

"Wow, where's the tomboy princess going? Work, huh?" goda Farah looks at herself in the mirror.

"Shut up!"

He chuckles and makes me smile. Her tiny body now seemed to be getting smaller as she stood beside me in her nightgown. Short shoulder-length hair that was deliberately painted yellowish, looked very messy.

"It was, like, that, but there's no telling,"

I rolled my eyes. Again he defended himself. His body was hugging me which made me look at him strangely.

Waitaminute! Usually, if he's like this, there's

"Greetings, yes, with your boss. Say, I greet the wallet!"

Well, right, right!

And chuckled again, upon seeing my somehow longer expression.

Really, this kid really drove me crazy long ago!

Farah still chuckled, as I said goodbye to her who just waved her hand without saying anything. Really know how to tease me this morning.

Ughhhh!

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This place is not very big and wide. The building is four-storied with Lobby and Restaurant on the ground floor. The basement is also not broad, but quite crowded and many visitors are interested in.

My work space is on the second floor, which is next to my Mr. Dion— General Manager desk. It's really comfortable here. The room whose walls are painted white with complete in pairs of two air conditioners in the south. To the north, almost all the walls are mounted sliding windows with large glass directly facing out on the road, wrapped in curtain curtains with a luxurious pattern of a blend of lighted gold and wet chocolate. While the long white and brown table that has been filled with computers, a printer machine complete with a photocopier and some work equipment and documents, neatly arranged in the north corner, the printer is complete with a copy machine and some work equipment and documents, right on the left side of the General Manager's desk.

My job today is quite time-consuming, dikeranakan accounting previously worked in this place very much leave a daily report to accumulate on the desk. Soon, everything was done and I could go home. It's past office hours. Should have been home an hour ago, but because of the overtime that had to be done, so an hour later was not a problem. After all, the next day everything is ready and smooth.

 

"Mother Key?" Mr. Dion's voice made me turn my head and momentarily stopped typing. "Yes, Sir? You haven't come home yet?" I asked when I looked at the fat man who was approaching me with a messy look, but there was a glimmer of unease there.

"No! There was a meeting with the leader, just between the two of us,"

I nodded, then re-typed and focused on the monitor in front of me.

"You're still busy, son?"

This middle-aged man was indeed used to calling me that, if we were just the two of us or outside of time's formal to the forum. That's why, it's always convenient to work with him. Indeed, he was also my boss when in Jakarta first, even their families are very familiar with me.

"It's over, sir. Looks like you need help, huh?" My heart finally sighs in relief, then looks at it at the end of the sentence once the file has been saved and then turns off the computer.

He threw his body on the back of the big chair, causing a creaking sound. After rubbing his head in frustration, a heavy sigh rang out from him.

What was?

"Can you ask for help?" The question made me wince in amazement. But the look of that anxious face was clearly still there.

"Of course, sir. What's up?"

Mr. Dion smiled but was very awkward and hesitant, like weighing something. He then took a sip of the rest of the coffee that had been located on his desk, looked at me for a moment as if to convince himself, then sighed long while resting both big long hands on the table.

"You remember Linka, right? Yes, my daughter is currently away at Losari Beach. He said there was a festival there. And to be honest, I'm not sure he's okay there. The thing is, he's gone alone, Fhay,"

Oh, I know.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I mean, you asked me to follow you and accompany you there?" guess I understand the direction of this conversation that made Mr. Dion smile broadly.

Looks like my assumptions are right!

"Umm actually more precisely, if you can, you want to ask for help to take her home before late at night, Fhay?"

"Of course you can, sir."

He smiled with relief and seemed to relax as he rested on the back of the large black chair. Then, "Oh, thank you, Fhay. You are always reliable, son. But, sorry to bother you," she exclaimed with unexpected enthusiasm, her expression going like this.

"It's okay, sir. No trouble, really. But, before I leave, you don't want me to make coffee?"

Mr. Dion shook his head in a wide smiling face. "It's good to find you again, Fhay, and work with me. That's why, I'm always looking for you because of your good attitude, son. Thanks, but no need, let me do it."

"alright, Sir. Keysa said goodbye then." My friend smiled and shook hands with her after changing my shoes.

During the week I worked in this office, I was used to going home, replacing my Heel's shoes with Kets. It feels comfortable to go as far as anything. I'm a typical girl who doesn't like high heels. That too, usually use it if it is needed and needed.

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