The Pineapple Hero
Suicide

The next day, Ogika awoke from her sleep. The heat of the scorching sun that shone on the vast expanse of the pineapple garden made Ogika's dirty skin slightly burned. With dry garbage and dry foliage attached to each skin makes sunlight it is very easy to make it burn.

“ssshhh..” Ogika rubbed the rough of her burnt skin. “ahhh...” Ogika sighed in length. He was grateful that his skin was not burned, only the dry leaf litter attached to the skin of his hand that looked charred.

The ugly girl stood up. He had just realized that he was in the middle of such a vast expanse of pineapple gardens. Seeing the expanse of pineapple plantations that hundreds of hectares that make Ogika as if in the middle of the sea, well the sea of pineapple gardens.

“turns out I fell asleep here last night.” murmured from the slum girl.

Korokoro\~

Hungry sound from his stomach gives me another cue to fill immediately. “where else I can fill this hungry stomach.” Ogika sat down and hugged her knees. The face of the slum girl looked gloomy and full of misery.

“oh yes, that voice, as I remember last night I heard someone's voice.” As Ogika stood up and looked around him, he looked for a human figure who spoke to him last night even though he himself did not understand the language used by the person.

After seeing and realizing that there was no one there but her, Ogika sat back and hugged her knees. This time his face looked irritated with pursed lips.

For a moment, Ogika was silent and pensive. But his tummy that he could not ignore until he finally decided to find food that could be eaten. In that place, in the pineapple garden, Ogika did not find a ripe pineapple fruit that looks very sweet and tempting. Although Ogika is a child born without both parents, she is quite honest in every step of the way.

Ogika will never steal things or eat anything if the food belongs to someone else. Except, if indeed the goods or food that he found had been discarded by the owner which means the goods or food has been free and he can take.

Seeing the fresh pineapple fruit that is yellow certainly makes his stomach thrashing and his mouth that salivates because it mengences. But still Ogika will never eat the pineapple without the consent or gift of the owner.

Ogika walked away from the expanse of the pineapple garden. Because it was too wide, he was quite breathless and overheated to get out of the pineapple garden. Arriving at the roadside, Ogika approached a middle-aged man who was standing beside his motorbike by holding a mobile phone in his hand.

“excuse me sir, may I ask for your money. Whatever gift my father will receive.” Ogika raised her hand to the man. “ishhh stinks once this girl, already smells ugly again.” muttered the middle-aged man.

If only the middle-aged man was an evil person filled with lust, then it could be that Ogika could be the victim of his impingement. However, who would want and put up with that ugly and smelly girl. Moreover, she was known by the name of the slum girl pesky carrier.

Of all the bad predicates attached to it, it turns out that without him knowing, Ogika gets one advantage that is her purity is maintained. Which girl can survive breezing alone morning and night without being touched by a bad person. There are crazy people who still have the heart to impregnate him. But not with Ogika, because whoever it is, they will be afraid to approach him because he is famous for the girl who can give misfortune to anyone who approaches him.

The middle-aged man, closed his nose because of the pungent smell that approached the two nostrils. He took two coins worth five hundred dollars and threw them on the highway.

“that's for you, quick grab!” said the middle-aged man. Then the man quickly turned on his motor and immediately left Ogika at full speed.

“mad! The bad smell was.” umpat the man shortly after leaving Ogika. The slum girl picked up the coins one by one. The coin had to be taken with difficulty because one of the coins rolled down into the got.

Someone had hit Ogika as he was riding to reach the coin that fell on the got that was on the side of the road.

“Arghhh...” cried Ogika and the person who hit her together. The person who hit him was still very young. With the gray white uniform he was wearing, the teenage boy immediately approached Ogika to scold her.

“hey stupid girl, what are you doing on this side of the road. Go there! This is not your place.” The teenager kicked Ogika with all his might many times to vent his anger.

“Arghhh...” Ogika can only cry while roaring. “sial! Turns out she's Ogika.” After realizing that the slum girl he hit was Ogika, the teenager immediately ran bertontang panting fear. The teenager was afraid of not getting bad luck after his shoes touched Ogika's body.

Sangking afraid of being exposed to the unlucky effects of Ogika, the teenager even threw away his shoes leaving his motorbike lying just by the side of the road.

While crying Ogika stood up, he left the place with coins worth five hundred rupiah.

“where can I eat with money worth as small as this?” Ogika wiped the tears that soaked her cheeks and tried to forage for her survival. Because if not, that slum girl could starve to death.

Ogika kept walking down that highway. Occasionally he gets a spit of water by residents who pass through it. Because accustomed to it, Ogika did not pay attention to it, he saw only the word food until he could only focus on finding a mouthful of rice for his survival.

“ahhh...” Ogika took a slow breath and let it out weakly. He walked for two hours without rest. He found a bridge that was drained by the village river. The slum girl stopped to rest and sat looking at the stream that looked very calm.

“and if I can be reborn into this world, then I will choose not to be reborn.” Ogika said to herself. He tried to go down to the river and take the water in his palm. The slum girl drank the turbid river water and after being satisfied drinking she washed both her knees that were injured by being hit by the teenage boy.

“eshhh...” groaned as he felt his sore knee. Then Ogika continued her journey in search of food.

The sun has set perfectly. The five hundred rupiah coin is still in his hands. During the whole day walking here and there, none of the people who want to feed him, let alone help him.

Ogika returned to the vast expanse of the pineapple garden, where she could fall asleep without anyone seeing her. Because if there is one citizen who saw it, of course he will be expelled with slurs and insults that hurt the feelings of Ogika. Not to mention if anyone can hit or spit on him. His life never felt pleasure, not happiness.

Ogika lay between the streets that farmers often pass to take care of his garden. The width of the path was only my own, because it was not the path, but the distance between the row of pineapple trees and the next row of pineapple trees.

His body felt helplessly weak, even his breathing began to stop once in a while, he almost starved to death. When he lay down and spread his right hand, he found a cold sensation on the skin of his hand. Gegas Ogika woke up to sit and look for items that touched his skin.

“good.” Ogika said to herself. He found a machete that was shiny when exposed to moonlight. The machete looks very sharp because the machete is a tool from the garden owner to do agricultural activities.

Ogika placed the machete right on her neck. He plans to cut his own neck. “begini is better, there is no point in me living in this world.” Ogika began to scratch his neck until it bled and shed tears.