A Million Feelings in the Heart
Expect

A thin transparent cloud-shaped blob with a silk-like filament look stretched across the blue sky. The light of the morning sun shines brightly illuminates the city of Jakarta. The wind blew quite strong enveloped everyone who did the activity, including a British Caucasian man. His name was Edgar Valentino Middleton, who was thirty-five years old. He is an alumnus of Oxford University's faculty of architecture.

Edgar was on his way to the Condet area. Time continues to revolve around the journey of Edgar Valentino Middleton from Soekarno - Hatta international airport to the house of his best friend who is in the Condet area by using exclusive taxis. Black mercedes-benz car driven by Edgar through the crowd of Jakarta.

"How many times have you been to Jakarta?" ask the taxi driver who started the conversation to get rid of the silence while driving.

"I've only been here for the first time. Are you from the city of Jakarta?" edgar was friendly.

"I am from Brebes. But why are you fluent in Indonesian?"

"When I worked in Dubai, I made friends with Indonesians, his name was Zarkasih. He's a native Betawi who lives in the Condet area. Three months ago we separated, he went back to his country and I went back to England. I came here because I wanted to see my best friend and wanted to take a written test at one of the contractor companies in Jakarta."

"Wah really fun to meet friends. Must be your friend's friend's funny huh?"

"Yes, the guy's funny, like Mr. Mandra and Babe Sabeni."

"Sir likes to watch Si Doel Kids School?"

"Yes. I love watching Si Doel Kids School on YouTube. Do you like watching that?"

"She Likes."

"He is innocent, honest, kind and likes to laugh like Mr. Mandra or kayak Babe Sabeni. Smart, dedicated, punctual, disciplined as diligent as Doel."

"It seems like you're happy to have a friend like that" the taxi driver said as he turned his car towards the left of the road.

"Yes. That's why I want to work here because of him."

"Did he know that you came here?"

"Yet. I want a surprise for him."

"Sir, we have arrived in front of his house" said the taxi driver, turning to Edgar.

Edgar looked to the left. He saw a very large house. A house surrounded by trees. One of the gates is open. Edgar frowned in confusion. As he knew it, Zarkasih's house was small and had no large courtyard.

"Is this really his house?" edgar asked confused.

"Yes. This is the house you told me about, sir."

"But he said, his house was small and his house did not have a large yard.

"Maybe he was talking like that just kidding."

"Maybe" said Edgar, then he saw the taxi's argo.

Shortly thereafter Edgar opened his sling bag. Take his wallet which is inside his sling bag. Opens the black wallet, then he takes the money. Closing his wallet, he put his wallet back where it was. Closing the zipper of his sling bag.

"This is the cost, the change for you" said Edgar while holding out two pieces of money hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"Thank you, sir," said the taxi driver, then he unlocked the trunk.

They both opened the door, and then they got out of the taxi. Edgar put his foot in front of the gate, while the taxi driver walked towards the trunk of the car. The driver lifted the car trunk door opening lever. Take two large suitcases belonging to Edgar at once. Put it on the street. Closing the trunk door of the cab. He walked over to Edgar with two large suitcases. Stopped his footsteps on Edgar's right side.

"Thank you, sir" said Edgar as he received both suitcases from the taxi driver's hand.

"Same - same sir. Excuse me, sir."

"Yes sir, be careful in the way sir."

"Yes Sir. Hope you live in Jakarta."

Edgar only smiled sweetly in response to the taxi driver's remark. The driver returned Edgar's smile, then stepped into the taxi. Edgar pulled both levers of his suitcase and walked into the yard of a house while dragging both suitcases. While the taxi driver was running his car through the streets.

Edgar walked hesitantly into the grounds of the house. He passed through several trees in front of the house. He spread his gaze all over to ask someone something. But the result was nil because no one was around. He was afraid of going in the wrong house. A second later he continued his footsteps going deeper.

On the porch of the house, he saw an old man wearing a white t-shirt and black pants sleeping on a bamboo bale. He turned his gaze around which was filled with several large trees. He saw one of the door leaves open and heard the voices of several people. Edgar walked slowly to the bale, dragging two large suitcases. Stopped his footsteps in front of the bale while putting his two suitcases on the ground..

"Assalamu'alaikum!" greetings Edgar with a loud volume of sound.

"Walaikumsalam" said the old man, and he sat down and blinked his eyes.

"Excuse me Babe, I'm here to find Zarkasih" said Edgar kindly and politely, then Edgar shook his right hand.

"Eh, there's a company. Who is Zarkasih?" the man asked, releasing his right hand from Edgar's.

"I'm his best friend Zarkasih sir" said Edgar politely as he lowered his right hand.

"Where maybe elo his best friend Njar, his best friends do not look like elo."

"Truth Nkong, I'm Njar's best friend."

"Towards bunenggg, nich nich people," said the old man. "Bangg!" continued the old man while looking at the mango tree.

Shortly after, a young boy came down from the top of the mango tree agilely. Edgar remembered when he was a little boy who loved climbing trees. The boy ran towards the old man and Edgar. The boy stopped his footsteps when he was in front of Edgar and the old man. The boy frowned as he looked at Edgar.

"Yes, you must be Arfan?" said Edgar.

"Yes, how do you know aye's name?"

"Well you know, Arfan's babes are telling you," said Edgar, and Arfan crucified Edgar's right hand.

"Ooo, aye call the babe first" Arfan said as he removed his right hand from Edgar's grasp.

"Eh tong, babe Elo is in the mane?"

"Again in Nkong's building shop."

"Well, there dech lo, call babe elo. The yak chorus."

"Nkong Okidoki."

"Ape that's okidoki?"

"Yes Nkong."

"Buruan sana!"

Not long after, Arfan ran towards the building store. The old man frowned again, puzzled to see Edgar carrying two large suitcases and wearing neat clothes. While Edgar grogi was looked at seriously by a man who was in his eighties. The old man's gaze was like a gripping gaze. Edgar turned his gaze to a lute tree.

"Where are you going to run?" asked the old man who turned Edgar's eyes.

"I want to work in Jakarta Nkong."

"Elo Ude got a job here?"

"Hopefully get Nkong."

"Astagfirullah, I forgot to tell the guests to sit down, please sit down."

"Yes Nkong" said Edgar, then he occupied his body to his right Ngkong.

"Working in Arabia, there are companies too?" engkong said as he turned to Edgar.

"Not in Arab Be, but in Dubai Be" Edgar said, turning to Ngkong.

"Sama aje, pan there are many Arabs. There is a place of ajib - ajib?"

"What is Nkong place ajib - ajib?" ask Alfonso in wonder.

"Elo kaga knows the place of ajib - ajib, pan usually companies like the place of ajib - ajib?"

"I mean Nkong place to drink - drink same place to jog - joget?"

"Iye."

"There's Nkong."

"Astagfirullah," said Nkong in a shocked tone. "The world does want an apocalypse" Nkong continued, shaking his head.

From a distance, Edgar saw Njar running towards him and Enkong in the front garden of the house. Zarkasih stopped his footsteps when he was in front of his house with a model kebaya house. Zarkasih's breath was panting while standing in front of the house. Zarkasih walked slowly towards the old man and Edgar.

"Njar there's a company that knows best friend Elo. Babe didn't actually believe it, but his people were wondering about elo's best friend" the old man said as Zarkasih stopped in an empty chair.

"Nkong should go into the house dech, Nyak nyariin babe," said Zarkasih while occupying his body.

"Elo kaga ngape - what if I stay?"

"No ape - ape."

"Yes udeh, I went into the house," said Enkong as he stood up, then Nkong entered the house with slow footsteps.

"Welcome to Condet, Elite Area Example. Buset dach, elo actually came here. I'm not dreaming, right? Gw kirain elo is just a base - stale want to come here," Zarkasih cerocos while occupying a chair across from the bale.

"Gw seriously wanted to come here."

"In what order did you come here? A vacation?"

"No, I got a written test call and an offline interview at The IR contractor."

"Wuihhhh, it's really cool dach elo if you get a job in sono. The company is big. There are also many foreign workers there. Yangye, Maysarah's father-in-law."

"Who's Maysarah?"

"Friend of gw ama almarhumah bini gw, now he lives in Germany. Hope you get a job in sono."

"Aamiinu. That's what I expected."