The Heart You Injured
Chapters 11. Meeting Old Friends

A pair of feet wrapped in black pantofel shoes, down the block paving streets that have been seen to stretch at eight o'clock tonight like this. The footsteps of the figure of the man seemed shaken with an unfocused view of the path he passed. His hair also seemed a little disheveled like telling the world that he was in a mess right now. Time and again, he also rubbed his face violently to throw away everything that made his mind even more riled up.

Bayu spread his gaze around. The atmosphere seemed so quiet, only seen a collection of fathers who came home from tahlilan. He also chose to momentarily pull over at the patrol post that was not far from where he was. He leaned his head against a wooden pole and again drifted away in his own mind.

I'm really sorry Mr. Bayu. Given this situation, I decided to close the plant. While the profit we get for the last three months, I will use as a severance for employees. And with a heavy heart, I also ask for a maximum of one week, all office facilities are returned. Starting from the car and also the house.

Bak was hit by the tide, the words thrown from the central leader made the joints of Bayu's body relax for a moment. It was as if it was crashing in the middle of an ocean that could somehow return to the edge. The news delivered by the company leader really can only make his body lose the passion to continue living because only the dark atmosphere is clearly plastered in front of his eyes. Dark, because from today he officially became unemployed who might be difficult to find a job.

"Aaaarrrrgggghhhh .. Why did this happen to me Lord? If it's like this, how should I?"

Bayu shouted loudly by grabbing her hair. The man looked so chaotic and frustrated. Losing your job is like losing your life. His vision re-energized far when he remembered only one year later he was at the peak of his career. He never thought that it would all end in such a short time.

"Now, what should I do? How can I continue my life? How can I support my family? How can I meet the needs of my mother and my wife? How's God? Hows it? I just felt like I was at the top of my career for a while, but why is it over so soon?"

Bayu is back in the monologue. His voice that was quite deafening made some people who were passing in front of Bayu, looking questioningly at the expression of the man's face. Between wonder and pity. Because that guy's face really looks messed up. His clothes are messy also seemed to reinforce his role as one of the portraits of an employee who is losing his job.

"Wood!"

The baritone sound that suddenly sounded seeping into the sense of hearing makes Bayu stunned for a moment. His consciousness seemed to be forced from before who had somehow ventured to where. Bayu turned to the source of the voice and saw a male figure with a sturdy and tall stature and wearing a black leather jacket approaching to Bayu.

The forehead of Bayu slightly frowned. It was like remembering the name of the man standing before him. The face of this man was not so foreign in the memory of his brain. "Sony?"

The man named Sony smiled knot while landing his butt next to Bayu. "Hey, whats up Bro? Why your face look so fucked up like this, hemmmm??"

Using mixed language like hodgepodge, the man named Sony was patting Bayu's shoulders. His presence seemed to be a positive energy for the man who was being overwhelmed with sadness.

Bayu took a rough breath to release the shackles of weird and bitter taste that clenched tightly to his body. "I'm confused Son. I don't feel like I have a passion to get on with life."

"Yes, I'm stressed Son. The company I worked for collapsed, and held a mass PHK. Now I'm unemployed Son!"

Without looking at the interlocutor, Bayu poured out everything in his heart. Although he had not met with Sony for a long time, but they used to be best friends when sitting on the bench of Junior High. Therefore, he felt comfortable in telling the pettiness of life that he was experiencing.

"Ulalala .. very fitting. This is what is called after distress there will always be ease. And it looks like I've met you to help you, Bay!"

Bayu who previously stared in any direction now began to be a little interested in what was said by Sony. The man shifted his eye bead towards Sony.

"help me? You mean what Son? Please don't go around in circles. I'm confused!"

"Hahahaha .. relax Bro, santa!" Sony laughed out loud as he patted Bayu's shoulder. He brought his lips closer to Bayu's ears. "What if you go my way? Put a little capital but if the goal, what we get can be many times."

Bayu. His heart was filled with all sorts of questions. Nowadays, where there is a business with little capital but can reap a lot of profits.

"What is Son?"

Sony whispered softly but it sounded so clear in Bayu's ears, which made the man aghast for a moment. "What's? Online gambling you offer me? It's not your fault, Son?"

"Obviously not Bay. Trust me the same. With a little capital you can get a lot of results especially if your capital is large, the profit will be greater. Believe me, your life will be much more haunted by this online gambling!"

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