Travel Stories
This World Is Not Good

The dusk slowly darkened, drowning out the dim red color of the sun quickly, blocked by various towering tall building structures. The approaching night began to bring out various fluorescent light, although pale, continues to try to replace the splendor of the day in a flush of artificial light. Although the noisy roar of the city did not seem to stop, but it slowed down, inviting its residents to participate in slowing down their own movements after their non-stop activities during the day. Even though it doesn't seem to be happening to him.

The woman looks very agitated. Many times, he kept turning his head, as if trying to find someone or something that caused anxiety in his heart. The warm atmosphere of a young night is not able to relieve the growing anxiety. He continued walking, while his hands seemed to be getting stronger gripping the handbag that looked still shiny. As if trying to get a sense of calm from a foreign-branded handbag, the price he would not be able to pay even with a year of salary, given by his boss a few days ago, the previous one made him very happy because many friends became envious of his luck. But only a sense of uneasiness grew stronger in him when he finally chose to sit on one of the many benches attached along the pavement of this arterial road. Seklumit a sense of wonder appeared when he again realized that at this time, he was in a crowded city location with various types of life and activity, but did not know why, he felt very afraid. It took a moment of thought to call his best friend about what he was feeling right now, but a second later, he paused his intentions.

He still has not forgotten the banter he actually received when yesterday told about how he felt followed by someone every time.

"Owh??! You're sure that's not the boss who's stalking you, Tin?"

"Well, it's only natural that singles like that. That's why the hunt is looking for a partner..."

Etc, etc, etc...

The jokes and jokes smell of poignant innuendos that make him feel lazy. Naturally also in fact, which woman does not want accessories that are booming, especially those that are worth exorbitant??

So Tina was fine with all the banter, they were just jealous...

Ah, never mind. It would be better if I came home soon before night really came...

The woman hurried to her feet and continued her steps. Costs aren't that far away. He just needs to cross this arterial road through the pedestrian bridge in front, and not far from it, he will arrive...

"Sore, Ma'am."

Tina flinched, but she only glanced without answering when, for some time, a young man greeted her and tried to join her steps.

"Douh, not pretty is arrogant. I don't know how if it's beautiful, maybe his head squirms up so haughtily." he said again while chuckling.

But Tina didn't bully him. His feelings grew increasingly uncomfortable. The figure of an athletic youth wearing a jumper shirt with a veil covering his head intensified the anxiety in his heart. The panic that began to appear forced him to walk a little faster, but it seems that the young man was trying more and more to bear. Samar, Tina even seemed to be able to see the cruel grin that appeared under the veil.

Aduuuh, why the hell this guy...

"Huuu, it's hard for the rich... The ngacir. I think it immediately becomes poor if people reply to greetings." he continued again while giggling and increasingly accelerating his pace.

That worry has grown into fear now. Not caring about anything, Tina started to accelerate her pace to half-run when she realized, the young man was getting closer to her. He did not even care about the questioning gaze of many others who saw him acting like that. He started running towards the pedestrian bridge when the young man laughed and said again, "You're mine, sweet, and I'll definitely enjoy it slowly..."

This guy is crazy!!!

"Go!!! Don't bother me!!!"

The woman ran as fast as she could, headed for the pedestrian bridge and immediately rushed across without any disturbance, although the grunts and mockings of many people who were hit accompanied every step of her way. An unreasonable fear gripped the heart tightly, threatening every drop of sanity he had. He only thought to quickly distance himself from the strange young man. But his steps stopped when he was in the middle of the bridge. The figure of the young man in the dark jumpers came in front of him. The grin that appeared on the face behind the veil presented a frightening sense of disdain when faint, it seemed that even saliva was melting from the corner of that lip.

From..where did this guy come from? How did he get there??!

But just as Tina was about to turn around, the same figure appeared behind her...

"Run again, sweetie... Let's run again..."

But the two young men did not answer. They just kept grinning and walking closer.

But fear seemed to provide energy for the woman. Suddenly, he ran to the edge, trying to pass through the figure of the young man.

A little more, please... Another bit...

A glimmer of hope appeared when he saw the young man did not react in time, but suddenly, he felt his body lose weight and floated past the perimeter fence of the crossing bridge, head straight for the arterial road full of cars traveling at high speed. As if in slow motion, Tina had seen the dark jumper laughing and waving, then she let out her tongue.

Wait, his tongue is forked??!

It was the thought that came to mind when his body was struck by a high-speed box truck, which catapulted him again to be struck by another vehicle, destroying and drying every drop of life in his body in a short period of time...

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'A workwoman of a private company died from jumping off a pedestrian bridge on Jenderal Soedirman Street, Central Jakarta, today. The 24-year-old woman was suspected of having severe depression and decided to commit suicide. According to eyewitnesses, before jumping, the victim shouted and ran wild before jumping. Until this news..."

The typhoon sighed heavily while shaking its head. At first glance the news that was echoing from the tv owned by the food stall he was staying at made him feel a little fed up. Although sympathetic, he was never able to feel compassion for the model of stupid humans who chose suicide like this. Life as a human being is never easy, but running away from it is not an answer. Especially if 'running' means killing himself...

"Pity for you, brother? Young, beautiful, and working again. Even by suicide. What was the breakup time, brother?"

"Hush, what are you talking about, Nduk." said Typhoon while chuckling to answer the plain question Andin who is still facing a plate of rice that has just half-exhausted.

"Lho, yes. If Andin, choose nangis continue to ngadu to Brother, let the nakalin Andin be beaten. Wong's life was beautiful, only knowing that there were butterflies, mountains, rivers, and macems really.." debate when he saw the Typhoon did not intend to respond to his question. Since getting his sight back, Typhoon spent almost all his time from this morning until now, to answer various questions that arise from the little girl's mouth about various 'new' things that he saw.

"Maybe it's better if the meal is consumed first, Nduk.." said the Typhoon in the middle of a broken laughter.

Well, I couldn't agree more with that, but dear life is often cruel to many people, Nduk, and unfortunately, many of them are not as good as you...

Inevitably, a glimmer of admiration appeared and strengthened in the heart of the Typhoon as his gaze fell upon the plain little girl who was busy with a rice plate in front of her. She braced herself and accepted everything, the reality told by "grandmother" in a dream about her entire life series to date, and preferred to smile even though her tears were flowing down. The fact that he dumped his parents to die did not destroy him at all. He could even be grateful, because of the unpleasant incident, he was able to meet his grandmother and finally, his new brother...

Huft, it even seems that I still need to learn a lot from you, Nduk...

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Life never stops spinning, dragging every individual whether they like it or not, through the different stages of time. Drown events to replace them with different versions. Just like humans who struggle to remember and do not stop forgetting until even the time laughs in endless irony.

The goddess smiled cheerfully. He could not stop admiring the gifts given by his superiors. His boss often gave gifts to his employees, and the gifts were never cheap. Some time ago, reportedly a friend from another division was given a gift of a handbag that he could not even afford despite spending a year of his salary.

The woman continued to admire the green scarf as her mind continued to be engrossed in finding the perfect match to give her the best look tomorrow.

I'll definitely look very attractive...

He was not even aware of the shadowy figure of the young man grinning at him from the dark corner outside his room. His dark jumper was impeccably touched in the darkness, when unconsciously, saliva flowed down the corner of his lips..