Your Love Thin Paper

5. The Flash Back Off

I really enjoyed my new activity. Getting around, entering the store, clean, tidying up, taking notes and communicating even help salesmen negotiate with the store, join the team leader to hold events, provide report files, meet with marketing teams and superiors...it was a fun thing for me. Simple, not complicated.

But the problem comes again. The marketing manager likes me. The problem is that he is married. Apes is my fate. He was shot twice by a married man.

As before, he always had a reason to take me with him without anyone. Because of the fear that protracted can cause a sense, I just decided to leave the job and this city.

At night, after coming home from accompanying the SPG visit store manager, I immediately packed clothes and important files into a waterproof suitcase. While the cooking and eating utensils I put in a bag. While Mukena and two photocooy-an to apply for a job impromptu, I put the map into the rank. For mobile phones and money, I keep it in a sling bag inside a jacket.

Cold still greeting the city of Gudheg. After the dawn prayer, my motorbike began to divide the streets of Jogjakarta to Jakarta. Yeah, I gotta stay away. Nothing makes me have to stay here.

I stopped every 2 hours to cool the engine and relax the muscles. When passing through my hometown, I still put forward the motorbike. Free, all my brothers are busy with their respective affairs. I need to be able to solve my own problems. Right or wrong, for Hari, what I do will still be blamed. As for the father, he seems to not want to know about the problems of his children.

Distance of almost 600 km I just walked a quarter. Backpacker-style travel, alone along the Pansela track is very adrenaline-pumping. I decided to take a break in Cirebon while traveling culinary and servicing my motorbike.

Last night in Shrimp Town, it had already managed to cheer me up and rechage my energy and spirit. 'Ah, sleep in a hotel, feel like a rich man.' I'm a monologue in my heart.

But let. This is how I heal myself. 'I have the right to be happy.' I say this in my heart.

Starting the journey in the morning is very strategic for the balance of body and soul. Starting with freshness, will encourage yourself to do your best.

By late afternoon, I arrived in Bekasi. I looked for boarding information close to the housing that has a bathroom and kitchen in it. Usually the price is standard and the compartment is not stuffy. 'Yes, got.' I cheered in my heart.

The next morning, I went back to the mall. This time I tried to go to the cosmetics counter. Again the Goddess Fortuna sided with me. I immediately went to the address indicated by mbak BA to apply. Deal, I'm welcome and work tomorrow.

I am a Supel character. But baby, something is wrong with me. An OB likes me.

'Oh no. The 2x period was assessed by the boss, but I refused. Now that comes even njomplang far from expectations.'

I resigned without anyone knowing. Always departing after the dawn prayer, I started my journey.

This time, my destination is the port of Tanjung Priok. I want to cross the island and want to know what life is like there? Yes, I think, Batam is a strategic island for my stopover.

Passenger tickets and vehicles have been purchased. At the same time, KM Kelud has split the ocean.

'Hmmm...is this the state of the night in the ocean?'

I raise my head to look at the sky with stars. I scooped up the air by closing my eyes.

'Ah, like Kate Winslet's movie just me?'

With a smile, I monologued the artist in the movie Titanic. Stand holding a barrier iron on the upper deck. It's just the difference, I'm alone.

Suddenly, next to me stood a handsome, white, aged man above me, but not far away.

I shuddered in horror at the horror scenes in the mystery movies.

"Mr. Maud. Not pa pa pa?"

The man waved his right hand at me, while his left hand held on to the iron fence of the deck divider.

"Mmm.ndak what - what."

I stammered but hurriedly watched from toe to head. The atmosphere outside how quiet. There were some passengers who were smoking and coffee.

'Ah, it turns out that he's actually a human, not a ghost.'

My mind became relieved when it saw its feet tread the floor and there were still some people next to me.

The introductions happened. Name's Syahputra. He is an employee at the BUMN agency in Batam. He took me to the cafe and we had a long chat killing the boredsome time.

I couldn't help but feel sleepy, then decided to go back to the economy class deck to sleep in single beds lined up throughout the air-conditioned room. Yeah, it's like a hospital ward.

The next morning, he came to see me. We chatted again along the deck in almost all parts of the ship. We exchanged mobile numbers. Until midnight again, the ship was already leaning in the port of Sekupang.

Syahputra apparently brought a motorbike parked in the motor care. He directed me and told my bike to follow him. God protected me back. The man I only knew for 24 hours took me to the inn. Turns out he paid for my room rent. He was ready to go home.

I don't want to owe him much. After the dawn prayer, I went back to sleep to re-supply my energy. The time showed at 10:00 I rushed to pack my luggage and slid towards the industrial area in Mukakuning. Applying for a job in a factory, it turns out that it requires an uncertain process.

After asking here and there, it turns out that the price of renting a room in Batam is double the rate in Bekasi. I went back to the mall. Barakallah, luck is always with me. I worked again, but became a SPG of toddler milk products. There's no way I got a position as an MD, because I still don't memorize the small metropolitan area.

Every time I have a holiday, my son always visits me and takes the road. The taste is starting to come. Yeah, my chest's pounding when I'm alone with him. But unfortunately, I clapped one hand.

"I'm sorry, Dev. My parents forbid me to continue my relationship with you. The distance from Padang to Java is very far. I was told to find a girl whose family didn't have to cross the ocean to propose to a girl. I'm sorry I gave you hope. I love you so much. But the blessing of parents is also important to live a married life. I'm sorry my dear. Really am. This isn't what I meant."

She hugged me tightly and shed her tears on my shoulder. Nilar eyes. Crystal clumps had spread in my netra's tiny well that had been as strong as I could bear, finally they also flowed down my cheeks and soaked his neck. At that time, we were at Nongsa Beach, sitting on a bench under a tree. She kissed my face while crying and came back tightly to hold me. I'm just mandah.

'Ah, just like a soap opera scene.'

I said in my heart with bitterness. We ignored the few pairs of eyes that occasionally stared.

The orange blossoms were already floating above the sky. Mentari had dimmed his light and was about to return to the contest. The air blew cold, caressing my heart that was being scratched by a bloodless wound.

Back to my sanity. I got him up and drove me home to my boarding house. Along the way, he wrapped my hand around his waist. I'll use my last chance to sip on my body's distinctive scent. My tears spontaneously fell soaking down her clothes that she intentionally did not wear a jacket.

We parted in bitter smiles and longings when the bike left my boarding house. Back, I thought about leaving.