FROM ANOTHER WORLD TO YOU (Sistery Story Group )
Chapter II - Cosmetics 2 (The Author ) - First Round

Walking down the aisle – aisle of the 3-story building, with a bad look plus slanted chirps people, making me feel uncomfortable. I have to get out of this rotten and wretched office. Initially, I was hoping to publish some writing on Star Image Building, but, Mbak Lis, the editor-in-chief who is actually my familik friend, rejected it with the word – hurtful words.

“Your writing is terrible ! It will make our STAR tabloid image bad. I'm sure no publisher would accept it !! Go, and never come back again !!!” it was one of the many words that the young woman's editor, flirtatious and arrogant had ever uttered. If I hadn't seen that he was actually my brother.

I continued walking until I finally arrived outside the building. My eyes swept to all corners of those rows of skyscrapers. The building where Lis works is flanked by several magnificent buildings and challenges the sky, when compared to STAR IMAGE BUILDING, the clamp buildings are more luxurious and larger, “Quick or slow ... Star Image Building will lose its prestige. Among the many publisher's offices ... time anyway no one wants to publish the stories I wrote ?” I tried to restore the trust and pride that Lis had destroyed.

Parking lot, finally arrived. My tail Honda Civic happened to be parked not far from the exit, without much thought I immediately went in and started the engine, a second later the roar of the engine, he said, the sound of a wheel running down the road body sends me to leave the place where Lis works accompanied by the sound of music pitched a little metal vibrating the entire car speaker. Hopefully, I can get rid of this upset in the heart.

STAR IMAGE BUILDING, it's lagging far behind as well as other buildings I've owned. As the Western sky turned red, the wheels of my car made their way into my yard. “Truly tiring day,” lamented, “What's wrong sich of this story I wrote ?” I kept complaining until my eyes saw another car parked in the yard.

From inside the house appeared a beautiful woman ran and approached me, “Hai, Intan ... have you forgotten me ? How are you doing ?” she asked while hugging me tightly.

TARA. I hugged her back, lost everything that makes me stressed, frustrated, desperate because – because Si Lis it. The arrival of TARA, a close friend during the sudden Junior High really comforted me. I do miss him, after we graduated from Junior High, he went to school in a very far away city. I REALLY MISS HIM.

For a moment we hugged tightly, then together stepped inside, “Without the glasses, you really look beautiful Tara. Where are you now ? What's your job ?” I showered my best friend with a lot of questions, unconsciously he had made me confused because indeed I really missed him.

“You have not changed, Intan ... how do I answer all your questions... relax, baby ... I've asked your parents for permission to stay at your house for the next 2 or 4 days. So, just relax is still a lot of time, kok,” said Tara. He remained meek as before, he did not change. But, what is clear is that his fate is better than mine, visible from the vehicle driven as well as its graceful and charming appearance. Shit, from the beginning TARA was beautiful .. I became envious, but, that's why we ended up filling each other and exchanging ideas. Whoever is her husband is the luckiest.

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Tara's. He has the same hobby as me: WRITING STORIES. But his fate is better than mine. Some of the novels he wrote became BEST SELLER, many publishers containing his works. Even if it is idle, money comes by itself. Though I know myself .. stories that I write are actually better than him.

“What causes your writing to be in demand by many people, Tara ?” my many.

“That's it, whereas as we both know, you're more talented than I am. I heard, your writing is always rejected outright by the publisher's office, isn't it ? That's why I came to your house this ... I want to help you,” said Tara half whispered, “I want us both to be successful people,” he continued.

Basis, Tara ..he was always energetic and her behavior really made me unable to reject all her ideas and ideas. Moreover, at this time, my works were rejected in almost all publishing offices.

“Can you tell me your crazy ideas, Tara ..”.

Tara let out a long sigh, “You know .. I once suffered a similar fate with you. But, after meeting with Ki Lewu ... My career started to climb, and this is the result. For that, I want to invite you to meet Ki Lewu .. who knows he can give you advice/opinion. Bring some of your writing to him,”

“Hmm... seeing you like this, I became curious as to what Ki Lewu was. When can we meet him ? Is the house far away ?”

“How about tomorrow ? We leave in my mercy car,”

“Alright, but ... the mercy car was too wasteful, the solar only ...”

“Do not worry, dear ... if there is me everything will be in order. All my expenses are responsible... But, if you've become a successful person later, replace it, yes ?!” seductive Tara while laughing.

Until finally, we came to a path and stopped in a field. My earplugs heard like the thumping sound of a waterfall, “We have reached Glagah,” Tara said as she got out of the car, her pair of eyes staring into the slopes of green mountains and high, high, I came down and the sound of the waterfall was heard more clearly, “Lho, he said we want to go to Ki Lewu's house ? How to stop here ?” my many. Tara put her right index finger to her pink lips, gesturing for me to stop talking. I said, I took a deep breath, I filled my chest cavity with that cool air, “Ah, relieved it felt,” I exhaled slowly while looking at Tara who was still busy moving her hands, waist and head after that said, “Don't rush, dear .... try putting your ears well ..... what did you hear ?”

“The waterfall sounds,” I said.

“True. Can you see the view of the waterfall up ahead there ?”

I could see in the direction pointed by Tara and there was a pretty beautiful view. Among the rocky hills, I saw a fairly swift flow of water, it turned out that the sound I heard came from there.

“It is one of the waterfalls that become tourist attractions in Banyuwangi city. Name: JAGIR WATERFALL. A place that is considered sacred by residents in Kampung Anyar, and can you see not far from the waterfall there is a hut ?”

“Yeah, I saw it,”

“Blogged Ki Lewu stay. He is one of the key managers of this place. We can't get there by driving a car, we have to walk,” Tara explained.

“If it must be so, why don't you park your car in the nearest place ? Aren't you afraid that your car was stolen by someone ?” my many.

Tara smiled sweetly, “Don't worry, in this place is arguably safe. After all, only fools and determined people try to steal it. Let's go,” take him. We began to continue our journey on foot. We passed through a steep and rather steep road also slippery, the wind carrying the water droplets that splashed from the waterfall made me shiver with cold. At first I complained about having to go through the cliffs that really made me horrified but, my determination beat the cold.

After walking for about half an hour, we arrived at Ki Lewu's hut. I was faced with an enchanting natural scenery, jagir waterfall located in Dusun Kampung Anyar, Taman Suruh Village, Glagah Subdistrict, Banyuwangi Regency. Besides consisting of 3 twin waterfalls in the same location, the water is cold and clear. According to Tara, this waterfall comes from different sources. The greenness of the plants that grow around the waterfall, making the fatigue that had roared me during the journey from Malang to this place just vanished.

From inside Ki Lewu's hut, my nose smelled fragrant and upon entering the room, I felt peace, comfort and tranquility. On the walls of the room made of woven bamboo hang trinkets such as heirlooms and beautiful paintings.  Everything is arranged so neat and clean. Only one made my hair stand up, namely: a small table with various types of offerings and incense that was still burning. The wind blew slowly making the puff of smoke from the incense spread to all corners of the room, at once the fragrant smell again smelled.

“Good day, Ki.. This Tara from Malang city came to visit with my friend Intan. Is Ki Lewu home ?” Tara gave her greeting, her voice echoing. Moments later, a middle-aged man wearing red batik clothes appeared from inside. The man was carrying a chest-high stick, “He.... he... he... I guess who came turned out to be you TARA,” he said as he greeted us both, “How are you, son ?”

“Alright, Ki... “ replied TARA while introducing me, “This one is named Intan, Ki .. my best friend whom I mentioned some time ago,”

I'm nodding my head, “Intan, Ki .. glad to meet you,”

Ki Lewu looked at me deeply, her pair of eyes slightly hidden behind those white and bushy eyebrows was making me misbehave. A moment later he again said, “Your fate is exactly the same as Tara's niece. Well, besides fate ..your disposition is the same. But, you're harder than him, sit down, son,”

Ki Lewu's words were true, even if slightly offended, but, I quietly began to sympathize with him. After we sat on the floor with pandan mats, we got involved in the conversation and Ki Lewu held the key to the conversation.

Wonderful, without telling me my need to come to his house, Ki Lewu already knew everything and when we were about to go home, he handed me a small box, “Nak Intan ... in this box are stored various kinds of makeup tools. It's not good, but it can help you use it wisely. Do not be greedy, because the fruit is not good. Hopefully this can help you achieve what you aspire to. If you don't know how to wear it, ask Tara to help you,”

Although I was surprised, I accepted it, I did not know how to use cosmetics, because, for a lifetime, I never used it. After lunch and thank you, we left the beautiful place.

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