The Colorful Work World
Ch, 29 Jogja

Arriving at the airport, I immediately looked for the nearest mushola. Because I haven't done it before I got to Jogja. I definitely have to make sure my luggage is in a safe place. Not funny later if after prayer, even the luggage is lost.

Finish praying, I'm looking for a trans stop. Similar to trans Jakarta, in Jogja there are also buses with the same method just different names. I heard some other areas have the same thing.

The cost is also cheap, with only 3000 rupiah, I can already travel around Jogja with trans Jogja. To make payments easier, trans uses e-money cards. No need to prepare a small amount to pay. E-money charging can be in many places. Just need to find the easiest to reach by its users only.

I got into the stop after scanning the card to the nearest ticket bar. There is an interesting thing because there are foreign tourists who want to ride trans Jogja. As a result, officers who do not speak English become ambush. Slowly I tried to get to them.

“Hello, how can I help you?” In plain English, I tried to help the foreign tourist to use public transport.

We talked a lot on this occasion. Luckily the tourists I spoke to were pretty, so I was excited to talk to them. Unfortunately I became a little wasp because my current circumstances can not be said proper. Because I've been traveling all day.

Surely there is a smell of sweat and others mixed dong. Fortunately, this tourist is quite polite and does not bother about it. After a few minutes of discussion, they finally decided to take a taxi. Because they do not memorize the streets around and are afraid of getting lost. The right choice is tracking me.

“Ok, you can get a taxi there. See you later and welcome to Yogyakarta, have a nice trip.”

After the tour left, I continued waiting for the bus to arrive. Because in the terminal there is already a map and I am no stranger to the Jogja area. I easily got on the bus I needed.

When boarding the bus, do not forget to hold directly on the pole or hangers that have been available. It would be fatal if riding trans jogja in a state of standing without a handle. Will not be seriously injured anyway, but the shame is not restless if it falls because it does not hold. Because usually this kind of bus will immediately enter the full gas when it starts running.

Luckily the bus was quiet enough so I could get a seat. Just like when in Jakarta, if when sitting there are passengers who need more, they should be given a seat. Unfortunately, other people usually pretend to sleep so as not to give the chair.

The bus that I rode was more or less similar to the model with transjakarta, but with less capacity. Maybe only about 20 people, that's if it includes standing. The seat alone might only be around 10 or 15 people. Unlike transjakarta, this time I sat at the back of the bus.

Usually this section has several passengers sleeping. Just like now, I saw that there were very good sleepers at the other end of the bus.

Next to me I saw a girl who was playing HP. This girl wears a hijab and seems very serious about seeing her phone. That's why I didn't get a chance to start a conversation with her. Although it is a bit difficult to also start a conversation with a stranger.

One of the things you must have in society is the science of communication. If you can't talk, you'll have a hard time doing things. Difficulty asking for help, asking about something, or about something else. So important is this communication, until there is his own department in college.

“Before the bus will enter the terminal..., passengers who want to get off at the terminal ..., please get ready to get off the bus. Attention your luggage and do not get left behind or exchanged with other passengers.”

After waiting for a few minutes, the bus finally reached its destination. From this terminal, I just walk to where my grandmother lives. The grandmother I called this eyang came from my mother's family. My mother is from Jogja, while my father is from outside Jogja. But because we followed the father, in a year only two or three times we were able to go to this student city.

Usually we travel during semester holidays and Eid al-Fitr holidays. At first my father was still strong to drive to Jogja, but later we use the services of a driver every time we will go to Jogja.

Surely very tired from my village came to a place with this palace tourism. It takes at least 10 years to get here. It takes a lot of time, effort, and cost every will travel.

From the bus terminal, it takes about 10 minutes to get to the Eyang place. On the way, I saw a lot of people passing through this road. If you have been to Jogja, surely dong ever stop by Malioboro? That's the place I'm passing through now.

The number of people passing by and vehicles passing by causing traffic jams. If you want to go around this place, it is better to walk. There are many tourists who come to this place. Starting from local tourists who come from within the country, to foreign tourists. Until now I am still confused how foreign tourists can walk here. Do the traders here all speak foreign languages? can foreign tourists speak Indonesian?

*Ting Tong*

“Assalamualaikum” I ring the house bell then say hello. Let's just hope this house has people, otherwise I'll be like a bum waiting in front of the house.

“Waalaikumsalam, who are you? uh there's Ray. How was the trip, smoothly?”

My eyes came to the front door to open the door. My Eye House has two levels and usually he is in the room closest to the front door. Fortunately, he woke up, because this hour is usually siesta.

“Alhamdulilah smoothly Eyang, how are you, healthy?”

After I entered the house and closed the door, I started chatting with Eyang while lowering the luggage. There are so many things that I talk about with Eyang, because I have not stopped by Jogja for a long time. When our conversation was about to be finished, there appeared bude who I had a conflict with when looking for work first in Jogja.

“Eh, the Ray has arrived. How's things? healthy?”

I kept talking stale with bude as usual. Even if we are upset or hate someone, we should still say hello and smile at them. That is the teaching that is in my religion, should not greet each other for more than 3 days. If there is a problem, it must be solved. There should be no hostility between Muslims.

Fortunately, at this time he did not bring up the past. Because at the time I thought he was wrong. I asked for something I couldn't. I was tired of being invited, not thanking or giving wages. Even the results are ugly. If it wasn't for her being my slave, it might have hit both of us.

The test will not be done today. Tomorrow I'll go to the test. Today my activities are just a break. After I finished talking to the two of them, I decided to take a break.

“Udah first yes Eyang, bude, want to put the bag first then rest.” I went to the second floor after I finished talking to them.

When I got there, I saw my brother playing laptop upstairs.

“Eh, my sister is playing, how are you?”

“Oh? Has it come? Yes, I'm playing this laptop again. Good news mas, self news how?”

My brother's name is Arip. He is currently studying at one of the public universities in Jogja. Unlike me who is somewhat round and shorter, my sister this one has a thin body and taller than me. Somehow this can happen, but usually the sister is higher than her brother.

We talked a lot about the game we both played. Even though I've been working, this game playing activity is one that I still do. But certainly after work should be able to be more smart in managing time. Do not let most play until the teaching job is left behind.

“Then I put my bag here first deck. After this want to shower continue to play laptop”

“Iya mas, put it in situ”

I put stuff in Arip's room. Before he went to college in Jogja, I was usually the one who occupied this place when he stopped by the house of Eyang. But after his presence, I rarely stop by the place of Eyang because it will be difficult for my motorbike to enter this house.

Beres I put the stuff, start my activities play until night. Of course I don't play, I also prepare the material for the test tomorrow. I'm getting stern about what the test will be like. I hope I can do well. Because my father has struggled to put a proposal here.