Rajasa
The Whole Story
A man ate his burger voraciously. His eyes look tired. Like lack of sleep.
The jacket looks muddy. His face was quite handsome especially with sideburns that began to grow filled his face.
His life is uncertain. His physical perfection did not run out in proportion to his luck.
His life doesn't look easy. His face shone with sadness as well as unhappiness.
He reached into his pocket to pay for his food. A piece of slum money was handed over to the food seller.
He was cleaning his body in a public toilet. Washing his clothes using a coin washer.
Rushed towards the station to get her clean clothes. Meant shaving the hair that began to fill his face.
After cleansing his body. It feels fresher. Rushing towards the washing machine that uses coins wash clothes including the jacket.
He does not shower or wash his clothes every day. Saves money. It is better to use it to buy food.
It's been almost a year that he's lived a long life. Decided not to rent a flat. Lives on the streets.
Eyes warming. Remembering something that made him sad. Removing tears that just flow down.
All his belongings were neatly stored including a letter which was a very precious thing in his life.
He found it by accident. The letter slipped between the diaries of someone he loved dearly.
It became his habit. Read the book secretly until he finds the letter.
Mind floated. He had already lost both the beautiful and miserable moments of his life.
“Until when are we like this?”
“I don't know.”
“You don't know? I thought we should end it all? We are at different poles.”
“Why do you always bother about things that can hardly be changed?”
“You don't want to change it.”
Their relationship ebbs and flows frustratingly until things get out of control.
“What are you coming for again?”
“What are you in a relationship with so many people for?”
“Many people?”
“I can't understand you.”
“You think I can understand you?”
“What's wrong with you adding me to your list?”
“What do you mean?”
“I want an explanation of everything.”
“I can't live like you. I have to move on with my life.”
“What kind of life?”
“You know nothing about life. Why would I explain to you.”
“At least you've been trying to explain.”
“You think my full schoolarship is down from the sky?”
“You sold yourself?”
“Selling is a very rough term also denigrates.”
“Whatever! Tell me more..”
“You think work can come by itself?”
“Omg! Who is the person who spends time with you? Looks like he's new.”
“He has a problem with his wife. I have a problem with you!”
“You are really outrageous!”
Their relationship is like a tangled thread and has no certainty. As well as being opium to each other. Toxic but added.
“You must leave my apartment before Jum’at.”
“But, why?”
“Rajasa will visit me Friday night. I don't want you guys to get hit. He will spend the weekend in Australia. He's gonna pick me up to take me to his apartment the next day."
“Name Rajasa?”
“What is the importance of knowing his name?”
Can't describe his feelings. His pride was clearly no longer there. Everything has to be lived as it is.
Even when he had to receive a raw bogem from a man named Rajasa.
Their very hot struggle took place in the apartment owned by her lover. If he could say so.
He was pulled from the couch where they were making love. No doubt the raw bogem floated towards his face.
Face bruised. The corner of his lips was bleeding. Anger was clearly drawn on the face of the man who was beating on him.
The man named Rajasa immediately left the two of them.
“He didn't say he would visit me. And this weekdays.”
He rubbed the blood that poured out from the corner of his lips. They continued their heat struggle.
He decided to find a job. His wallet is starting to run out. If he doesn't get any extra money he'll probably have to call his family.
His girlfriend's ATM card was almost empty. The amount of money is quite a lot but still will continue to decrease when used without any additional money replacing the money that has been used.
“What do you want?”
Their quarrels are back to heat up. All the shadows flashed in his head. It was all gone but he could still remember it. Painful moments. Happy moments. All become one.
“I don't know either!”
“Not much thought! Just go through everything as it is!”
When he decided to stop renting a flat. Living on the streets. If you are lucky to get a job that requires you to stay. He will have a place to stay for a while without having to spend money to pay for it.
Or if there is a job offer. They provide mess and food. Like getting a blessing from the sky.
His life is nomadic and moving. Their relationship continues. Despite the break-up. But the toxic relationship resembles opium for both of them.
It's all over. With an ending that might not have been predictable before. So astounding. Very surprising. It all just happened.
The highlight finds a letter explaining everything.
“We really have to stop our relationship forever.”
“I'm tired of discussing this.” Sebal.
“I'm serious.”
“Moreover this time?”
“I'm pregnant.”
“I'll marry you if no one wants to marry you.”
“You know we can't get married.”
“That's what you said. You who do not want to marry me.”
“What life did you promise or give me?”
“I know to take care of myself I've been very troubled. But at least I have good intentions. You're the only woman in my life.”
“I want the best for this kid. Understand!”
“Absolutely I'm going to torture that kid? I'll love him. Like my own flesh and blood.”
“Life we both so fucked up. I don't want him to have nightmares in his life. I want to give and introduce the beauty of the world.”
“What's your plan?”
“I'll marry Rajasa.”
“He's the father of the boy? The man who beat me up. Who's interrupting our heat struggle?”
“Close your mouth! Don't mess things up. Do something for me. Getaway. Disappeared from my life.”
“Absolutely you can live without me?”
The quarrel ended in a struggle that left them almost out of breath.
“I'm pregnant.”
“Yeah..so what?”
“I don't want anything to happen to this kid.”
“At least, he will make things easier for you!”
“You're a jerk!”
“I don't want to hear this!” He snatched the clothes also wearing his pants. Go out of the apartment.
A proverb says that it is abstinence for a man to cry. But what can he do?
He's just a normal human being. Having feelings is also common sense. Not dead things. Stone or wall.
Stone or wall will not feel anything when hit by a bulldozer. You will not feel pain when something hits you.
Ruins do not mean that they feel destruction or pain.
Soul struggling. His heart was torn asunder. Life is beautiful for the rainbow. They also see rainbows.
Life is also beautiful for those in the flower garden. But try asking those who are in a sea of garbage or a puddle of suction mud?