I Don'T Want To Be Cinderella #1
47. Homesick

Homesick (Home home)

Right now I was on the balcony of the apartment, breathing as much air as possible so that my mind and body were calm again until I could think clearly again.

How is Elvan here? Does he live in Surabaya? Or just a coincidence? I hope it's all just a coincidence, so I don't have to see him anymore.

My body was still trembling, my mind drifting at the scene a few years ago where my pride was trampled down by the Elvan family.

Like that time, now I feel alone there is no one I can rely on, if like this I am reminded of home, being among the people who are my energy source, always supporting and believing in me includes .. the person whose name is now plastered on the screen of the phone.

“Assalamualaikum, dear, already on top or still in the office?”

I smiled at her soothing voice as well as the question that always implied worry. Just hearing her voice made me realize this time it was different. I was not alone, there was Caraka who was always beside me, protecting me as well as where I was leaning.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, already above.”

“Pinter ... so dong don't work until late at night.”

“Hahaha ..”

“That brat doesn't bother you right?”

I frowned, then smiled. For a moment I forgot that today Caraka was jealous of her own sister.

Should I talk about Elvan with Caraka? What if this was just a burden on his mind? No, I don't want this to add to the burden of his mind, so I don't think I need to talk about this with Caraka first. I'm not going to see him again, right? Who knows it was just a coincidence, and hopefully Elvan didn't realize that I was working at the E-world and just assumed our meeting was just a coincidence as well.

“No, we had a coffee while talking about work before Candra had to go to a meeting with stores and product managers MHG Surabaya.” branch

“That brat, when I held back my miss, she instead freely met you.”

“Hahaha, why don't you just come to Surabaya if you really miss me.”

“I want.” There was a pause there, I heard the earnestness in his voice made me smile. “But I know you are trying to adjust to the new rhythm and work, and it is not easy, right?” I smiled again at his understanding. “So ... I better hold my miss in a moment, so that I will not be a barrier to reach your dreams and goals.”

I was so moved to hear that without me noticing my tears rolling even though my mouth was smiling .he was a person who always supported and believed in my abilities. Not only Caraka, but there are the Mahesa family, Siska, Oka, and especially Mamah.

I will show Elvan, his family, and those who have been humiliating and insulting me if I am .. Broken home children can succeed and succeed, I will not let them look at me, Mamah, Mama, and Oka with one eye .. isn't there a saying the best revenge is by being successful. Yes I will do that, I will be successful for Mamah, Oka and also the people who have believed in me all this time.

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I lived in Surabaya for a month and after that day I no longer met Elvan. One – two days after our meeting, I was a little vigilant to not come out at all from the office, even for lunch I was bought by Aileen and Yuli, Yuli, but it turned out that my worries were in vain because it seemed like yesterday's meeting was an accidental meeting, until I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Oh yes, about the work a little has begun to be resolved, more and more visitors, sales were gradually increased, increased, I also began to be able to follow the rhythm of work so that no longer need to work until late at night.

And because my work started to be a little bit more relaxed I could focus on finding H. Joko, the landlord who owns the Etawa goat farm, Pakde Bayu, Randi Prasetyo, and Bentari.

But as I thought it wouldn't be easy.

“Nothing, Ma'am, the existence of H. Sent, could the name of the farm change?”

What Ivan said was true as well, could be the name of the farm instead of H. Joko. A few days ago I asked Ivan and the others who knew anyone about the H goat farm. Joko.

“Can be, Ma'am, especially if the farm is big so it is famous.”

Hm ... Looks like if it's a holiday I might be going around the goat farm to find out who knows who H. Joko the landlord who owned a goat farm Etawa, Pakde Bayu, Randi Prasetyo and Bi.

“Sopo seh Ma'am, H. Joko iku?”

“Introduction Mamah.”

Ivan roh ria and resumed his work.

“Om Aileen has a gift shop by Etawa goat milk, later Aileen try tanya Om yes, Ms Na, who knows.”

“Sip, Leen, mature new.”

But until now Aileen has not given the latest news .. It's okay, there is still time for me to find father and Bi. But ... What if they have met and they do not recognize me? Of course they won't recognize me, nor will I necessarily recognize them. What if they don't accept me? It's no big deal, I've been living without them. But the thought of them rejecting me was a bit of pain in my heart, imagining having been abandoned for 20 years and now having to accept rejection again.

“Bu Kirana, there are guests looking for Mom.” An SPG stood in the doorway, waking me up from the daydream about dad and Bi.

“Guides looking for me?”

“Iya, Mom, is waiting at the Panasonic.” booth

I furrowed my eyebrows. Wh who? Is it possible that people from the brand? But all this time I deliberately told Ivan who is related to the brand to get him used to it when I return to Jakarta.

“Van, today are there any plans to meet with Panasonic people?”

“Panasonic? Nothing, Ma'am.”

“Who is looking for me?”

“Maybe your friend who used to come that, or want me to meet first?”

I sighed loudly Ivan called out a friend. And the only friend I know in Surabaya who likes to come is .. Anto si tempe kriuk.

“No, thank you, let me just.”

I lazily walked out of the office and towards the Panasonic booth on the left wing. Displayed television screens display a variety of interesting images with contrasting colors, some featuring famous films. Some SPG/M busy serving buyers explained the advantages of superior products, some were seen standing in front of the booth and greeting me as I passed by.

Michael Buble's home song sounded softly echoed throughout the store making my longing for home more and more. I really have missed home .. miss the great Mamah even though sometimes her imagination is above me, I miss Oka the trouble maker, but also the sister I love the most, miss Siska who is absurd but also a very loyal friend, and certainly .. Caraka, Kang Kopi who has made me break all my principles about a relationship, and gave me the support to brave myself to develop wings to fly higher.

I really miss them especially Caraka, making me a few days back mellow every time I hear her voice let alone video call, I definitely want to cry and it feels like I want to go home right then and there. I miss Mamah's cooking, I miss fighting over the bathroom in the morning with Oka, I miss eating meatballs in front of the complex with Siska, I even miss being the top gossip of the complex's mothers, and I miss spending time on the rooftop with Caraka.

I sighed again, hearing the lyrics of the song that made my longing even more so.

May be surrounded by a million people I, still feel all alone, I just wanna go home.

(Maybe I'm surrounded by millions, but I feel alone, I just want to go home. Oh, I miss you, you know).

While humming I walked towards the Panasonic booth that was getting closer. Slowly I slowed my steps, my forehead wrinkled when I saw the figure of a man with a tall body now standing behind me. Immediately I fell silent, recognizing the figure now standing before me. The figure I had been avoiding all this time, and was in the last order I wanted to meet .. Elvan Fencing.

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