The Crack of a Heart
Kuntilanak

"Well sir, tomorrow I will try to make an ad and put it on the campus. Hopefully we can find a suitable worker for our company."

"Okay, you can go home. And don't forget your assignment tomorrow morning" said Danish then went to her room. Rinto follows out of Danish's study and returns home.

When in the room, Danish sat on the edge of the bed looking at a family photo attached to the wall of her room, with a flat gaze. Especially to his father.

His mind suddenly drifted far away when he had just arrived in Indonesia after studying S-two abroad. At that moment, he wished for warmth to welcome him home, a hug and a smile from both of his people. Baby, that's just his wish.

Danish only saw the dispute between his parents to make his mother died. More painfully, Danish learned the reason why her parents could fight so badly, the third person in her father's and mother's household. Danish was furious, even though he was an adult with the age of twenty-five years, but he did not want such a thing to happen.

Both Danish hands clenched and pressed against the edge of his bed. Those memories of the past made his emotions rise again. His chest began to rumble, especially when he knew who the woman who became his father's mistress at that time.

Not wanting to add more anger, Danish immediately went to the bathroom to wash his face. That cold splash of water was slowly able to quiet his anger. Then he looked at himself from the reflection of the mirror, and then pecked there.

"Look, my grudge against that woman will be avenged. Moreover, I have known and monitored my current target. I hope the plan I've arranged neatly can go smoothly."

After finishing the pecking, Danish came out of the bathroom and walked towards the bed. He laid his body there and then went to dreamland.

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The sound of an alarm coming from the mobile phone belonging to a big fan of Korean artist named Haechan has sounded. He immediately turned off the alarm, then sat on the bed yawning and raised both hands. After that, he went down and went to the bathroom.

Before leaving, Arifa opened the refrigerator first, saw the contents were empty and the door was closed again. Then, he saw the ATM balance through the m-banking application on his phone. Nominal listed that is tempting results of home sales. But he hesitated to use it, then switched to his savings stored in a different bank. Viewed through the application as well, the balance there is only enough for the next one month. Arifa let out a long breath.

"Am I trying to find a part-time job? let the money from the sale of the house not use at all," said Arifa monologue. After a long time with his mind. Arifa went to college.

The matic motorbike that Arifa was driving, split the highway that was not quite crowded this morning. He left early in the morning, so he could have breakfast first. First class today starts at half-eight in the morning.

On arrival at the college, he put his motorcycle in the parking lot. Then head to the cafeteria to order food. But suddenly his eyes caught someone he knew in front of a room. Looks like he's putting something up in a mading.

Putting aside her hunger for a moment for the sake of the curiosity that suddenly permeated the deepest recesses of her heart, Arifa carefully approached the person. It settles like a burglar hunting an empty house.

Arifa did not go directly to the mading, but rather waited for the person who had just finished with his activities to go from there. Before long, Arifa breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that person had left. He stepped confidently towards the mading. His throat suddenly felt dry, after he read the contents of the job announcement there.

Indeed, on the sheet of paper it is not written must have graduated or not to be able to apply and join the company listed there. But Arifa was able to guess the owner of the company after seeing the person who was none other than a Danish secretary.

Withstanding all the emotions mixed with hunger that whack, Arifa ignored him and chose to go to the cafeteria for breakfast.

"Apa very early in the morning already called kuntilanak!" he said as he walked towards the canteen and had been far from where the mading was.

"Who is kuntilanak?"

Arifa immediately stopped her steps when she heard the voice of a man who had just heard her curse. He turned his head with a sour face and softened for a moment.

"Eh, Mr Rinto huh? the secretary's Danish sir?" ask Arifa who is now becoming friendly, inversely proportional to before. He was also actually surprised because Rinto was still in the campus environment. As much as possible, he should be relaxed.

"Yes, you remember it. Last .... Who did you say kuntilanak?" Rinto asked back to Arifa.

"Oh no sir, ordinary astral beings like to bother me constantly." Arifa's words succeeded in making Rinto assume he could see invisible creatures.

"Do you see where it is? is he around here?" asked Rinto again who immediately goosebumps while looking around. For that one thing, Rinto could indeed be said to be a coward.

"Well, everywhere is sir. Even yes, in ... " Arifa's speech was cut off because of Rinto's cellphone voice ringing.

Soon Rinto might get his phone out of his pants pocket. The name 'Pak Bos' is there. Rinto and Danish have indeed known the existence of Arifa in the same campus with Bianka, including the majors of his college eyes.

"Sorry, I go first" Rinto said then leaving in front of Arifa as he answered the incoming call.

Arifa chuckled amusedly, especially when she saw the look on Rinto's face that began to fear.

"It's funny to say that people use other parables. Oh, my God, I'm sorry, real kuntilanak. I don't mean you're the same as Naura" said Arifa monologue and then stepped back to the cafeteria.

While Arifa breakfast, now in the mading has been mobbed by many students who are interested in the existence of the job vacancy. Then they are competing to enter the job application through the email listed. So did Naura and her two ladies.

Until finally one by one they entered into their respective classes, as well as Arifa. The first class as usual is still the introduction stage about the majors he took. Still limited to the basics and teachings for their future careers.

After class, Arifa is still considering applying for the Danish company. With the job vacancy, is Danish fishing for Arifa?

...Connect ......