Black Sign.
5 - The Loser
Six months have passed...
at the hospital I was only treated for approximately half a month.with consideration of the cost is not cheap, the family decided to take care of the house.day by day I spent enjoying the pain all over the body.the scars of transverse overlapping on the back,arms and legs.lucky I fell face down at that time, so the face is not so severe, only bruises.
While the perpetrator was free, only a day at the police station.after he came out without charge.and worse, I was accused of having an affair with Laila without any proof.be I the accused.the depraved man, the shameless man, the,the destroyer of the household is an immeasurable disgrace to me and my family.
Not a few of the villagers who later turned cynical.
Even from all my friends, only Holil who still often visit.he's the one who makes me laugh on the sidelines with all the jokanyannya.
After feeling healed,finally with a unanimous determination I decided to leave the village.Family mostly support my decision.only the mother who always cried when looking at me.even the father himself seems to still keep the anger on me.even though it has repeatedly assured me that I do not as they alleged.by ushered holil, in the morning I left for the terminal.go leave the village that is no longer friendly.
"Be patient on the road, stay patient" he said while looking at me trough.
I threw away my face, trying to hold back the tears that seemed like they were about to collapse.
"Thank you guys.I will remember this moment.until anytime, because I'm the loser, who ran away with no pride!" I said smiling bitterly.
Holil, laugh at my words.
"Have mam, let it all go, I know you're not who they accuse you of" he said.
I just looked down, unable to reveal what was lying in my brain.
"If you have reached the destination, kabarin me.if you can immediately change your phone number" he said again.
I nodded, holding his hand.
"I'm leaving, my friends, my family!" I said slowly while stepping into the bus majoring sumenep jakarta.
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The hustle and bustle of humans who come and want to go so deafening, the afternoon was terminal village rambutan.with lined between them I came out.seeking a shady place to just straighten stiff muscles after two days on the way.
kurogoh pouch looking for hape.all I checked, no. I opened a backpack that only contains two clothes stel.not found also.
"Oh my God, my life is gone!" muttered to myself After a long time of searching and did not meet too.but lucky wallet still exists.
After feeling well rested and trying to remove the lost hape, I took the city bus back to the place where I had worked as a stallkeeper.
"Hi..you mam!?" mr. Yusuf the shop owner said.
"Yes sir" I said with a smile.
"I don't think you'll be back again, so long time no news.I'm going to find someone else to replace you, mam" said Pak Yusuf.
I fell silent, confused, and went away....
"Let's go in first.for a while you can hitchhike here, while looking for a job ya.ga what." he said while pulling my hand.
I'll say, because I don't know where else to go.
For two days wandering down the streets around my place, looking for job vacancies, but what to say,no one is interested in using my energy.please I am a new bum in Jakarta that has been crowded.akupun began to feel bad for the family of Pak yusuf.on the third day of the morning I say goodbye, I began to feel bad for the family of Pak yusuf,and thanking them for all the good they have given me, with a little lie I say I have got a job, and the place is quite far away.
"Bang, buy the water!" I said, after half a day of touring, I felt thirsty.
"They're talking!" Seller said.
After paying I decided to rest at the bus stop, next to the drink stall.
Beside me a well-dressed man was also sitting, waiting for whom.I was busy thinking about where to go after this.but it seems like my brain was dead-end.so that my legs felt lazy to go back on the journey.
"Hm..journey??.indeed I have a destination so I still feel on the way?" I lament in my heart.
"Wait for who, dik?" I heard a heavy voice beside me.
I turned to him, before then flirting around.Fear not me He meant.
"I'm bang!" I said stammer.
"Yes you, is there anyone else besides you?" he said while laughing.
I was silent for a moment.
"Wait who, bang" I said slowly
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"Ooooh. .Where are you going?" ask again.
I went back to silence..
"no purpose bang, I'm looking for a job" I said slowly.
The guy looked at me for a long time, so it made me a little careless and pretended to look elsewhere.
"Where is the original?"said
"Madura" I said briefly.
"Keep here, who do you live with?"
"I don't have anyone here, bang!"
"Hm. . It's hard then dik" he said while exhaling his cigarette smoke.
"Look..I have a job.just this job is a bit rough.but ..seems appropriate for a madurese like you." he said after a long silence.
for a moment I looked at the man ,
"What job,bang?" ask me to investigate, but no doubt there is a hunk of hope in it.
"Where are you going"? tanyanya.and even make me back wonder.
"I don't know where else to go" I said.
"In that case, you come to my place first, where we can relax more" he said with a smile.
"Thank you before, bang" I said in relief.
"Where's bang?" I'm not impatient anymore.
"Please wait, I'm still waiting for a friend to pick me up" he said calmly.
"Smoking!?" he said, giving me a pack of cigarettes, so I picked up a cigarette and lit it.
I sucked with a soft cigarette in the hand, how many days have not smoked..
"Oh yeah, what's your name?" tanyakanya.
"Priest" I replied
He nodded his head, looking back at me.
"I'm johan" he said with a smile.
I smile too.
Not long after sounding the horn of a jazz honda, johan bang glanced at me while gesturing to follow him. Immediately I tailed behind him. bang johan sitting in the front seat. his friend who was driving the car looked at me in surprise as I opened the door and sat in the back seat.
"My friend, just came from madura!" bang Johan explained to his friend.
I saw from the small glass he just raised his eyebrows, which then launched his car splitting the streets of Jakarta.