
England is a country filled with ancient buildings that are still sturdy. The view of the city looks classic so it becomes an attraction for traveling.
Jessy sits in a park near the River Thames while gazing at the charming Tower Bridge. Not far from the place, there was Fika and Leon who were sitting together.
For several days in London, he was invited to go around several places by Leon. If he can't accompany her, Jessy just walks alone with Fika. Some interesting and popular places they have come.
Jessy is bored when Fika and Leon are together. He felt alone. However, he did not want to protest because it had financed a free vacation.
Expelling her loneliness, Jessy noticed people passing by, walking at a fast pace as if hunted by time. Cars and buses come in and out. Vigorous but not boring, rowdy but still wrapped in beauty.
Jessy's eyes were fixed on a building that looked the most prominent height in London. The building is called The Shard Tower with a height of about 300 meters.
Leon talked about it. Tomorrow night Leon will take him and Fika to play there. He said, the view of the twilight of London from above is very beautiful.
"Excuse me," said someone.
Jessy turned to the origin of the voice. A black woman with small braided hair stood near Jessy. It seemed that this person was an immigrant like him. From her face, the woman looked confused and anxious.
"Yes?"
"Can you help me?" ask the woman in English.
"What can I help you with?" ask Jessy.
"I was just shopping from there," the woman pointed to where she had been shopping. "I want to go back to the hotel, but I don't know where to go" he said, putting on a sad face.
"Well, if you know what hotel you're staying at?" ask Jessy.
"On the XXX hotel," he said.
The hotel that the woman mentioned was the same as the hotel where she was staying. Jessy knows her place because it's not far from there.
"Oh, if you want to go to the hotel, through this alley only, straight until about 1 kilometer, the hotel will be visible," Jessy said.
The man smiled with relief. "Thank you" he said.
Jessy replied with a smile. The woman immediately walked away towards the direction Jessy had told her.
After the man left, Jessy was about to grab a cell phone from inside her bag. But the bag disappeared. He immediately became nervous.
He looked in all directions looking for his bag. There was a man who seemed to be running with his bag. Jessy's been pickpocketed!
Without waiting for long, Jessy immediately ran after the person who had dared to steal her bag. "Wait on! You thief!" aspersons Jessy.
The thief would definitely not know what Jessy was saying because of the different languages.
Although her breathing had already begun to pant, Jessy kept trying to run after the thief. From the color of his skin, the thief was also black. Looks like Jessy just realized that the thief has been cooperating with the person who pretended to ask her earlier.
Bruk!
While running, Jessy accidentally hit someone.
"I'm sorry. I'm trying to catch the thief" Jessy said as she stood back up.
The person he just hit was a man. Because of him, the shirt that the man used was dirty by the coffee spill.
The man tried to shake his shirt because the coffee spilled was quite hot.
"Sorry" Jessy said once again. He seems very guilty.
However, when he remembered the thief again, Jessy ran back. "Wait for me! I'll be back after catching the thief!" yells.
Jessy instead of running away from responsibility, she wants to reclaim her things and will later meet the man back after his affairs are over.
Jessy didn't expect in a city as beautiful as that there would be pickpockets. He thought only in his country were many thieves and pickpockets.
"Woi! That's my bag!" yells.
The thief was a bit annoyed but smiled smirked when Jessy found him.
"Haha .... You stupid traveler!" as the black man.
"Give me my bag!" exciting Jessy.
He tried to attack the thief. With a desperate capital martial arts, Jessy confronts the villain in order to regain her bag. Unfortunately, the black man was also good at dodging Jessy's punches.
"Stupid traveler! Go back to your country!" curse the thief again and almost throw a fist at Jessy.
Jessy closed her eyes when she was punched. Fortunately, the fist did not hit his face. A strong hand blocked the man's fist.
"Give me her bag!" said the man with a sharp look at the thief.
The thief seemed frightened and immediately returned Jessy's bag.
Jessy dumbfounded. The man who helped her was the man she had hit earlier.
"Thank you for helping" Jessy said. He breathed a sigh of relief that his bag had returned. "I didn't mean to run away. Sorry for hitting you" he said again.
"Try to check your bag first" said the man.
"Huh?" Jessy's confused.
"She filled your bag first" he said again.
Jessy according. He opened his bag to check the contents. His eyes widened when he realized his phone and money had disappeared.
"Oh, Oh my God ..." Jessy immediately felt weak. It turned out that his possessions in the bag were gone.
This holiday will really traumatize Jessy. It is not that the pleasant experience that is obtained is an endless misfortune. He thought bad luck only happened when he was in his country. Apparently, abroad he also apes. London will he scribble off the list of good places to visit.
"Are you Indonesian?" ask the man.
Jessy surprise. He thought the man was a local because his face was so cute.
"Yes, I'm from Indonesia. How can you guess it?" ask Jessy.
"I am also Indonesian" he said.
Jessy was relieved. At least he met with his countrymen.
"ah! Ja. Your wounds!" suddenly Jessy remembered she had accidentally splashed a hot drink into the man's body.
Jessy picked something up from inside her bag in a hurry.
"Let me check your wound, if you get hot water should be treated immediately so as not to irritation," Jessy said.
Without excuse, Jessy just opened the button of the shirt that the man used. The man looked a little shocked by Jessy's sudden actions.
"Well, until it's this red, I'm so sorry" Jessy said as she looked at the man's chest, which had been splashed with water.
He slowly applied the medicine he used to carry in his bag. When he finished, he re-buttoned the man's shirt.
"Thank God it didn't blister" Jessy said happily. "You can bring this medicine to apply again. I don't know what brand of medicine if it's here, because I brought it from Indonesia," he continued.
The man seemed to be in disbelief. "Aren't you conscious of just holding onto a stranger's body?" tanyakanya.
Jessy was speechless. When he applied the medicine, he thought nothing at all. After hearing the man's words, he became awkward and embarrassed.