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3. The Flash Back 2

"Yes already, whatever. If that's your decision. Mas Hari can't intervene anymore, because he already has his own family to be financed."

Hearing the answer off his hand, which I was about to take off the sleeping kangen in my room, became a change of mind.

"Come mas. We're back." In a standing position, I took Rudi mas who was sitting in the guest chair to go to the city. It feels more comfortable to live in a rented house than at home.

"Ndak nginep? It's already night." Mas Hari caught up with me from behind. He heard what I said to my second brother.

"No pa pa, mas. There's me. If it rains, just cover the plastic part e Devi. I have a raincoat. If you are hungry, many shops are open until the morning. Many vehicles also pass. Becakku yo has a light. Police patrol frequently. Just calm ae."

Mas Rudi sarcastically refused Hari's offer to stay. Without pocket money or rice, we returned to the city.

"That's it. Rudi also never shuddered. Just chill. There is a law of the harvest. Allah does not sleep. He is All-Powerful, All-Fair and Most Merciful. InshaAllah your college plan is smooth. Sure it is."

My second brother found out that I was sad and that the dew I had put on my netra lake had spread, almost pouring a river into my cheek. But I hold it. Because my heart aches to find my oldest brother's answers are always disappointing.

We arrived safely at the contract. I immediately packed the need for college. The next morning, I was escorted by Rudi mas to the station to go to Jogja.

Arriving at Lempuyangan, I searched for transportation to find a boarding place near the campus. Thank God, I got a cheap rental room.

Before OSEK started, armed with the last pensioner's money given by mas Hari, as well as supplies from Rudi mas and mbak Dini, I looked for information about travel agencies.

A few days later, when I closed my eyes, there was a ring on my phone from a travel agency that accepted me to work part-time.

"Divi Hallo. If you still have not started college, here is a guest from Aussie, ask to be guided around Jogja. Can you take them? The route is up to you. Service money for 3 days, make it directly you take. If they give you tips, accept them. But remember yes, keep your dignity and our eastern. This is for the sake of the company and the image of WNI in the eyes of the world. Understandable?"

I was very surprised to get my first order as a tour leader.

"certain mbak. Well, make me the best preparation possible to welcome my first guest. Thanks a lot, ma'am."

On the phone, Sandra who holds the position as head office smiling imagine the happy expression of prospective tour guides in her agency.

"Yes, Same." The phone is terminated by both parties alternately.

***

The scintillating sun greeted the earth. Cigarette chicken grubby greeting. I prepared myself to welcome the day and to look forward.

Arriving at the office, the door was just opened by OB. I sat on the terrace seat. The officers had just stepped foot into the front room.

"Hi, Dev. Very daring? Had breakfast? Yuk, coffee in my room."

"This guest is special, Dev. He is a lecturer who is researching culture in Indonesia. I believe you can handle it. Yes spirit. Oh yeah, here's your salary. He fits your biography. So he immediately gave all your services paid off in front. Who knows, he gave you tips, because satisfied with your servant? Just accept it, not pa pa."

Sandra's mother looks flowery when talking about my prospective guests. I agreed to her orders and put her in a rangsel bag.

"Tok..tok. Mr. Gabriel and Mrs. Joana has arrived. Was he told to come in here?"

The front office knocked on the door and after it opened, he asked what he should have done.

"Yes, just bring it here." Sandra's mother ordered her employees to escort my prospective guests to her room.

"Mr Good Morning. Gabriel and Mrs. Joanna. This is Devina, the one who will accomplish you to your trip here. Please have a seat, sir, madam."

Sandra welcomed her guests with ease and introduced me to both of them.

"Thank you's. So, Devi, which place you will bring us for the first point?"

Mr. Gabriel immediately asked me about the strategic route that he should visit first.

"Since this is still in the morning, I suggest you to come to Borobudur Temple first.You will get sunshine while we explore the lowest base to the up of the floor where the biggest sitting Buddha's stupa placed. We'll take much time and energy to go around the temple. Anyway, if you love about history or art, it will be nice observing each detail of the reliefs on the wall of the temple. After all, we'll visit Keraton, I mean the Palace of Jogjakarta. After all, from the kingdom, let's see if you want to have a nap first for rest, or directly go on touring?"

I tried to give you an idea of what we were going to do. I see, Mr. Gabriel looked at Mrs. Joanna.

"What about you, dear. Do you want to seriously trip or pause it for rest?"

Mrs. Joana seemed to think for a moment. Smiling at her husband.

"I think the second opinion would be fine. We need to recharge our energy before continue to explore this city again."

That's how some of my activities became a tour guide with foreign nationals. Many domestic tourists also use the travel agency owned by Sandra.

That's where my money comes from. I can buy the latest matic motor in cash without asking for help from my brothers. I rarely go home because there is no comfort.

Until one day, I graduated without an escort. The value I got into the cumlaude category, 3.53.

My eldest brother asked me to go home for a job internship at a government agency. With the intervention, it was easy to get a table there.

But the exam came. The boss who certainly has beristti, likes me. Then I told Hari that Mr. X liked me. He doesn't believe. He thought I was a GRan.

Instead of the ends I blamed again, I ran away from home while visiting her in-laws. My clothes were packed in a cloth basket. Some of them tie it on the seat. I rushed back to Jogja.