I'm Just a Figurant
SEASON 2 Ch 27 - Starting a New Life

Maybe someone is wondering what my life will be like after that day? I live as usual, but my life is no longer the same.

My heart felt empty and languid. When loneliness comes to hit all I do is cry and cry. Regrets always come too late.

Alex's figure is so attached to my heart. I doubt if later his figure will disappear with time? I really don't know about it.

After crying roars at the airport, I return home feeling defeated. I feel like I'm living a life of unwilling death. It continued for a few days. I seemed to be an empty shell, my heart so empty and languishing.

I forgot my life purpose. I just realized, Alex is so influential. I just realized that my feelings for her are so great. I regret not telling her about my feelings. Now it's too late, sorry it's free. Alex is happy with Diana.

A few days later my father brought me back to the real world. He reminded me of re-enrollment to university. Suddenly I had a purpose in life again.

Alex has helped pay all the school bills. Alex has helped me get a scholarship. Alex wants me to continue my education. I have to go to college!! I can't let Alex and my family down.

Yes, I will go to college with passion!! I'm gonna make Alex proud of me. When we meet again, I want to be different and proud in his eyes. I can definitely!!

In the end, my college enrollment went well. I didn't pay a dime. The scholarship I received will continue until I graduate college (maximum 8 semesters). The scholarship will be awarded once every 6 months. With the scholarship, I do not need to be confused to pay SPP money again.

My days as a freshman went well. I'm still the old Khansa. Riding a bike to campus, looking simple, wearing glasses with hair in the pigtails of course.

As usual, not a single student glanced at me. I was considered non-existent. I don't care about them. I just need to focus on my college.

I studied and learned, until my efforts came to fruition. My GPA (Cumulative Achievement Index) score in each semester is always perfect, which is 4.00. That means every course I take gets a perfect grade.

Perfect GPA makes me a lot of glimpsed by lecturers and lecturer assistants. They offered me to join the projects they were doing. The teaching assistants persuaded me to be their replacement by being paid a certain amount of money.

I did not reject the offer. As long as I can and can make Rupiah, then I will.

In addition to a side job as a lecturer assistant, I also give private tutoring to SD and Junior High School children.

Being a favorite High School Alumni and studying at State University makes parents entrust their children's education to me.

Every day I am not preoccupied with those activities. Morning until afternoon of college and became an assistant lecturer, the night I filled with giving private lessons. The activity continued every day, making my body tired, but also happy.

It made me forget Alex for a moment. Only in lonely nights do I remember him. Wondering how it is?

When I'm alone, I often find out Alex's whereabouts through social media. I've searched through some key words, but I can't find Alex. He's like he's lost to the earth. His existence really could not be found anymore.

In 2012, I had my first phone, BB (BlackBerr*). I bought the phone from my work all this time. As soon as I have a cell phone, I find out Alex's number. But the results remain nil. My former High School friends still look at me with one eye. They didn't give me Alex's number. They also didn't let me join their Chat Group.

In the end I tried to join my High School Alumni Group posted through Fac*book. Fortunately the entry requirements in the Group were not too difficult, just by sending a photo of the student card I was accepted in that Group.

From the Fac*book Group I'm back looking for Alex. I opened one by one the account owners in the Group, but I did not find Alex's account. All I found was Diana's account.

I immediately opened Diana's account, hoping to get some information from there. I open one by one thousands of photos in the post, hoping to find Alex but the results remain nil.

Diana took more pictures of herself. The more age makes Diana more beautiful. He has a lot of fans. When he saw her face and curves, she deserved to be an artist, truly a perfect woman.

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With a diploma, experience of being an asdos (assistant lecturer) and teaching private lessons, I started applying for jobs.

Maybe I forgot to tell her, for a few years my body has experienced a very rapid growth. My height is not 150 cm anymore, but 167 cm. Pretty tall for most women, right?

Every time I put a proposal, the HRD (Human Resource Department) is very interested in my value and body height. But they were disturbed by my appearance.

Yes, my appearance is still the same, only height and age are different. I kept dressing modestly, wearing glasses and pouting my hair. No makeup polish, because I really can't use it.

"Your grades are very satisfying. Body high. Your psychotic results are good too. You have character and intelligence, but your appearance must be completely changed." Miss Silvia, as the HRD looks at me from top to bottom.

I really resigned. Every time I apply for a job, alluded to is always appearance. Can't they see my value and experience working?

It seems that even in this company I will not be accepted. I bowed my face in despair. Is it really like this fate has a mediocre face? Is it difficult to get a job despite satisfactory grades?

"Hem... But I see, you're sweet. You can be polished. Your dress code needs to be changed. Your hair is parsed and your glasses should be removed. You'll be beautiful." Miss Silvia kept looking at me.

"When I decide to accept you, I don't want to know. The glasses have to be removed, okay?"

"But I minus three Ma'am..."

"Now there are soflens. Replace your glasses with soflens. The interview is enough to get here. We will announce the results in one week. Anything else to ask?"

"No Ma'am." I came out of the room with a thumping feeling. Hopefully this time the results will not disappoint.

And it's true. One week later I got the results. I got accepted into one of the famous private banks!! I am really very happy!!

I immediately met my father at the angkot base and told him the happy news.

"Well, Dad... Khansa accepted Yah's work!! Khansa accepted work!!"

"Really Nduk? You accepted the job?!" I looked at me in disbelief.

"Yes Well, Khansa was accepted into Bank A. Thank you for praying, Dad..." I hugged my father while crying.

My father knelt down and thanked me. His eyes seemed to cry. I hugged my father. We cried together with warm applause from my father's friends.

"Although you are the son of an angkot driver, but you can work in a bank. Thank you for being a good, obedient and smart child. Thank you Nduk." Dad hugged tightly. I returned dad's embrace.

Yeah, one more step I'm gonna change my family's economy. I'm going to finance all my sister's education and help my father make a living. Yes, one more step!!

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