Poison of Love Arsenio
Ten Nights in Jogja

After getting the approval of the store manager, Binar was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. He also had time to say goodbye to his other colleagues, before walking to the nearest terminal. From there, Binar boarded a bus heading to the port of Gilimanuk.

Three hours drive through Binar to arrive at the largest port in Bali. Time has shown at nine o'clock with quite hot weather. Fortunately, because Binar had bought ferry tickets online, so he did not need to queue for too long. He could enter the ship easily and chose to sit on the deck while gazing at the high seas. Binar also clutched the backpack that was on his lap.

The wind was blowing quite fiercely against his face and toying with his long hair. While the girl's beautiful eyes were glaring. The Balinese mainland slowly drifted away from his sight. So did the thousands of memories he had there. “Vishnu, Praya, forgive mbok,” whispered so softly. Her heart slashed every time she remembered the two sisters she had left behind. However, Binar had to take a stand for the sake of change in his life.

A moment later, the girl's memory returned to Rain. The man he had not seen for long, but had left such a deep impression on him. The first kiss and heart that the mysterious man had stolen. Binar does not know whether fate will bring them back together or not. The future still looks so blurry to him.

The floating mind of Binar made him unconscious that he had now arrived on the opposite island. The atmosphere is different from the island of Bali, giving a little uncomfortable feeling to the girl. However, Binar was determined to get as far away from Widya as possible and the bad events that had happened to her. He returned to strengthening heart and intention.

From the port of Ketapang, Binar went to the train station. There, he wanted to buy a ticket to Jakarta. But unfortunately, the counter attendant said there were no direct destination trains to the capital. “Mbak just buy a ticket to Yogyakarta first. From there you can buy tickets majoring in Jakarta,” explained the officer.

“It's okay, Sir. Provided until Jakarta,” break up Binar after thinking for a long time.

“Good. One, huh?” the officer assured.

“Iya, Sir,” Binar nodded steadily and received a piece of ticket. The girl then walked to the platform and waited for the train. In less than two hours he spent waiting for the train to arrive by playing mobile phone. Binar had messaged with her former co-workers at a gift shop.

When the train arrived, the time had already indicated twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Binar enters the carriage corresponding to the one on the ticket. He got a seat right by the window, facing off against a middle-aged woman. “You to Jogja, Nak?” ask the woman for a little chat.

“Ke Jakarta, Ma'am,” replied Binar with a friendly smile. His black backpack is not at all separated from the deck.

“Away. Are there any relatives there?” ask the woman again.

“Nothing, Mom. I want to find work,” again Binar replied with a sweet smile.

“Be careful, Son. Life there is hard. Having relatives or acquaintances there is difficult, you know. Especially being alone like this. Be careful of deceit,” said the woman.

“Iya, Mom. Thanks for the advice. I'll be careful there,” he said.

Ten hours they went through small talk. They even exchanged names. The woman introduces herself as Irma. The conversation between the two became warmer. Equally tired, the two women of different generations finally fell asleep until Irma woke up first. He stood up and woke up the bar. “It has arrived at Jogja station, Nak,”.

Binar had stuttered for a while before finally being able to gather consciousness. “Ah, yes. Thank you, Mom,” he said while scooping his face and tidying his hair. The beautiful girl placed the backpack on her back while grasping her phone. He also helped the woman down the stairs. Nahas, on the last rung of stairs suddenly Irma lost balance. Luckily, Binar was quick to hold it until he did not fall.

Unfortunately, Binar did not realize that his phone was out of his grasp and fell between the footsteps of hundreds of people who passed by at the station. Moreover, the lighting at the station is less so good, considering that it had entered ten o'clock at night.

“Yes, geez. Hp-ku!” peek Binar panicked when he realized that his phone was no longer in hand.

“Why, Nak?” ask Irma who was also confused.

"My phone seems to fall, Mom," I can't tell how upset she feels. Binar could not imagine if he had to lose the phone he had bought with great difficulty.

"Come down where?" the woman panicked as Binar began to shed tears.

"Try to find first, son. I help?" bargain Irma.

"No need, Mom. Let me find out for myself," refused the fine Binar.

The woman shook her head strongly. "Your phone's gone for helping Mom, son. It's my turn to help you" he urged.

"Mommy must be tired. Let me find out for myself, ma'am," Binar forced his smile to look fine.

"Then, I'll wait here until you meet," Irma said, making Binar shake his head.

"Alright, if you don't mind. Wait here for a minute, Mom," said Binar. The girl then leaned over and combed the floor of the platform in search of her favorite flat object. It's a pity that he can't find it anywhere. With slow steps, Binar returned to where Irma was still standing waiting for him since then. "Hows it? Meet you?" ask the woman.

Binar could only shake his head weakly without saying a word, then began to cry. "How is this?" muttered.

"Yes, geez. Sorry, son. Because of Mother ..." regret Irma

"No, Ma. Not because of Mom, though. I sincerely help. It's all because of my bad luck," said Binar.

"Where are you going now? Where are you staying?" ask Irma.

"Continue the journey, Mom. I want to go to the counter to buy a ticket to Jakarta," replied Binar listlessly.

"Yes, geez, no! It's already night! It's not good for girls to travel night-night. Stay first, just continue the journey tomorrow morning," the woman advised.

"I don't have a place to stay, Mom. I don't know anyone here" Binar smiled bitterly as he gripped tightly on his backpack.

"Then you come with me. Go home. Mother's house is not far from the station" Irma suggested.

"No need, Mom. Really, I'm fine," refused Binar.

"If you don't want to, it means I'll stay here until you get your carriage" the woman said.

"But, Ma'am ..." elak Binar hesitated.

"No but-but! If you refuse, then I will stay here" Irma said.

"Yes, geez," Binar leaned on her forehead. "I don't want to trouble Mom or anyone" he said slowly.

"Mother does not feel bothered," said Irma convinced.

"Ehm, how, huh?" Now, Binar began to worry. On one hand, he wanted to quickly get to the capital. On the other hand, he felt tired and hungry. "Alright, Mom. I asked for permission to hitchhike at Mom's house," she broke up after thinking for a while.