
"Ris, what's wrong with you?" suddenly Dance came into my room. Apparently he's gone home from work. Faster than usual. He said the factory manager told him to. There was a message sent to me. "Why cry like this? What was? Come story. Oh yeah, how was the examination? What did the doctor say?" He held my arms so I could get up. "Speak Ris!" Pinta Dance.
"It's okay." I said, wiping away the remaining tears.
"Why not cry? There must be something. Did you fight with Fian. Or what's up?"
"We broke up."
"Huh, broken up? Meaning how?"
"Yes Fian mutusin me."
"Si Fian mutusin you? Wow, what's the dream? This must not be true, right? It's just kidding, right? How come? Fian mutusin you, he must be ngigau. Unemployment of the rice class unleashed its source of money!"
"Ma ...." I'm manyun. "Me and Fian are done. So we don't have to talk about him anymore. He will not come back to me again either. He must have forgotten me."
"So he's moved on while you're not? Didn't he? Actually, I still can't believe that a human as parasitic as Fian let you go. But I am thankful that my prayers were finally granted by God. So what is your problem to not be grateful to be separated from it? You should have moved on Rissa, all this time your relationship is not healthy. You are just used. Understand no?" as I thought, Tari again fooled me for thinking I was too cute to Fian mas.
If you say bucin, yes indeed. As an orphan. Loved by someone makes me float. My heart had been empty with affection and Fian was present at the right time. It offers love and imitates marriage and a happy family. Exactly what I expected all along. So it's only natural that I'm really hard to get away from him.
"I'm sick, Tar. Stage three cancer and Mas Fian decided to retreat. He didn't dare to accompany me through this treatment." I said while handing over the examination papers.
Dance pick it up, read it sheet by sheet. "Oh God." He closed his mouth with his hands, letting the paper fall to the floor. "So that's why the parasite decided on you?" The pitam dance. "Truly a man does not know himself. Malicious. Worse than the devil. It only exists when you are healthy in order to drain your money and energy. You're Ris, you idiot. Her bucin is acute. I know you need love, but not so. He's just using you. Rissa, you are beautiful. So pretty. There are so many people who are happy with you. In the factory alone the same supervisor manager we grab your attention. But what, your eyes and heart are the purpose and the contents are only the Fian parasite. So this is the end. He's happy to have drained you out, eh his destroyed-destroyed even left. No mind is a human being. Really amazed. Just watch if I see you, I'll teach you a lesson. Or if need be now I'll go to him!"
"Yes already. Anyway from now on don't deal with that parasite anymore. If he asks for a return, you can't take it anymore. Whore. If you break it then I'll hit it myself." threatened Tari.
"Yes yes. It won't." I said, who also believes Fian mas also will not ask for a return. She no longer needed me, as Dari said.
After closing the story about Fian. Dari informed me that Ms. Mega, the manager who was in charge of me, was sending a message that I was called to the office. I was asked to come when conditions improved. If still sick, it is recommended to rest first until strong.
"Kok calls it that way, Tar. Do I want to get fired?" I looked at Dance. Two weeks ago I passed out at the factory. After that I was told to go home. I had time to enter, but was told to undergo a re-examination after the beginning of the month to do a series of checks that are quite long.
Now I'm really worried. If the factory stops me, then how will it go. Given the current job search is not an easy thing especially with conditions like this. Actually I can't blame the factory itself because that's the rule. If most permits will be released because what the factory needs is our energy.
"Oh, don't worry. Just chill. Even if there is a worst possibility like that we face together." Dance took my hand. "I'll always be with you if you don't turn back the same parasite. I hope that there will be good men who are also established to accompany you considering you are good and also beautiful Ris."
I just nodded. Even if it is true how? Although Tari said she was ready to help but I also had to be self-aware. Dance is not easy. He worked here to support his mother and four younger siblings. Graduating High School, Tari was also forced to go to the capital in order to get a better job, of course, with a much larger salary than as a manual laborer in his village who was only paid with a liter of rice.
"You too, may you have a good soul mate Tar. Who can help you support your family." I said.
We have been close friends since we first met. Two years ago. We just graduated High School. I came out of the orphanage while Dance, who was one year older than me, came from her village. Meet at the factory as a new employee. Then decide to stay in the same place. Fate that never felt true happiness also the burden of life makes us often spend time unwind by telling stories together. After that we will declare our happiness when we become a wife. But my dream seems to be unattainable because Mas Fian has decided on me.
"Look down Ris. Later, I'm sure you'll find the right mate. Who knows your soul mate is a doctor or CEO like the online dinovels I read." Dance laughs. "If I'm alone, don't dare to dream high. Later, even if you have to marry a farmer or need nothing. As long as his life is not as heavy as it is now!" Said Dance while laughing.
Behind the laughter was actually a sense of fatigue. A very heavy sadness. The true burden is not bearable but God is not willing to end with a new story that is more beautiful. God still wants to strengthen our shoulders with these tests.