Become Him
This is better

In one of the passenger seats Rachel sat down while daydreaming. He leaned his head against the glass that occasionally shook and hit his head but he ignored it. He was still with his thoughts about his choice to get out of Nata's house.

Not because there was doubt and desire to return but confusion what he then had to say if Eva and Ruby asked the reason he went home without Nata. What is the reason for the holidays? With a backpack this big?

Wait, Rachel needs time to think about it.

The fact that he experienced during this one year marriage, made Rachel steadily leave the house. Not only because of Martha's attitude or Brams' treatment that left her traumatized, but her presence that Nata never wanted was the biggest reason for her to leave the mansion.

“Sorry Rachel pah, sorry Rachel for not being able to fulfill papah's request to stay in that house.” Inner Rachel, when remembering the mandate of her late father-in-law.

Although his friendship with his father-in-law was very short but at least he had felt accepted in the house.

But right now, leaving is the best option. Her tears were already almost dry as she continued to grieve the misfortune of her current fate. But what then changed? Nothing, just a sense of tightness that is getting.

“Excuse me neng, want to go down where?” ask an old man who resuscitated Rachel from her daydream.

“Oh.” Rachel quailed. He immediately wiped the rest of his tears and straightened his body.

“Udah nyampe second stop yes sir?” tanyanya confusion.

“Not, this is not the second stop, it is already until full bus. The driver wants a puter back.” The light of the middle-aged man.

“Gosh, I was wrong. I should have gotten off at the second stop.” Rachel muttered regretfully. Because daydreaming he did not realize the bus had gone far from the stop of his destination.

“Yes already, neng get off first. Take another bus. Ask for directions with the conductor.” The man tried to calm down.

“Oh yes sir. Thank you.” Like a stranger in her own home, that was how Rachel felt.

He immediately grabbed his backpack and got off the bus. He asked the bus conductor and the man showed her a bus that Rachel could ride to get home. The conductor even asked his friend to tell Rachel that he was almost at his destination.

Rachel changed buses. He sat down on a bench close to the driver. The bus is not running yet, still waiting for the departure time in a few minutes.

Rachel noticed a row of buses that had not been able to ration to start the journey. For a moment Rachel was pensive, though,

“Bis only have a home, while I don't.” His mind with a glare. Just this time he felt envious of a lifeless thing.

About ten minutes waiting, finally the car started to drive out of the full bus. It mingles with other vehicles that are often smaller in size.

At the first stop, Rachel suddenly chose to go down.

“Neng sure you want to get off here?” rachel's puffy face made the bus conductor worried.

“Yes sir, I got off here. I have to go somewhere first.” Try not to look confused.

“Oh yes. If you are confused what bus ride, use an online taxi just to get to the destination directly without straying.” Bis conductor message.

“Iya sir, thank you.” Rachel needs to because someone's worried about her.

Rachel gets off the bus, she sits alone at the stop. She uses her phone and damn, this cashing and flat object reminds Rachel of her husband. His heart was pounding again at once painful when he remembered the sweet thing Nata had done for him.

“Don't geer Rachel, you're not even sure that sweet thing was done for you or Aruni.” Rachel's mind seemed to slap her heart back touched.

Rachel nodded, this time agreeing with her thoughts and holding back her feelings that sometimes left her tormented alone.

Rachel decided to walk first. He went to the ATM to take the money as a supply. When looking at the ATM screen, his eyes are perfectly rounded to see a fairly large nominal row. This is her salary as an advertising star that she has never touched and some royalties that Rachel received for the success of the ad she starred in.

“Wah, my money is very much. I've never had this much money.” Proudly muttered.

“Why don't I enjoy the money to please myself? Buy the food and clothes I want and treat myself better. All this time he's been working hard, why don't I try to spoil myself?”

Rachel asked her reflection reflected off the glass. He saw his haggard and weak self. Of course the appearance will not be good when on camera later.

“It's not you Chel.” Rachel said really.

He rubbed his tears gently for no visible tear. He also patted his cheeks to make it more reddish and not pale like now. He saw the watch in his hand, his suffering had already gone on for a year, wasn't it time for Rachel to make herself happy?

Without a second thought, Rachel pulled in enough money for herself and her family. Out of the ATM room, the first place he went was a mini market. He bought a mask, a hat, a simple make up set as well as sweet food. This will help him restore the mood while giving him personal space so as not to be the center of attention of many people because of his puffy face.

He was trying to avoid the attention of people who whispered to each other because they seemed to recognize Rachel.

Yeah, well, this is better. Moving forward is difficult but not mean can not be tried.

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