When the Heart Speaks
chapter 29 Disnaker

My eyes had been open an hour ago, but laziness was trapping me to hold on to the bed hiding under a warm blanket, and curling up while tightly hugging the bolted pillow.

Holidays that I always wait, just for one thing, what else if not leyah-leyeh in bed.

But wait a minute, like someone forgot today.

"God....Disnakers... !!"

Shouted me, then got up and immediately jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom.

Once I saw my mother's confused face, when I passed in the living room, but I didn't rub her,,

Fifteen minutes in the bathroom, out, waiting for me at the dinner table.

"Why are you?, where are you going??''

Mom's question forced me to stop stepping, though,

maybe as mama remembers, I always take a shower during the day during work holidays,

"You're going to Disnaker Ma, the job market,"

I continued my steps to the room.

Half an hour, I came out with my backpack and my sneakers.

"What if you want to stop working at the place where Din is now?"

My mother continued her unresolved question.

"No Ma, just looking for better, if there is a yes what is wrong"

Answer me while tying the shoelaces.

"You didn't have breakfast?"

"Ntar aja ma, easy.had been bad about him"

Answer me while glancing at the watch that showed half nine in the morning.

"You went by yourself Din??"

''Yes ma, yes..Dina go first yes"

I said, who was afraid that my mom would raise her questions about my relationship with Ari.

I walked down the street of my house to get to the highway.

Within 10 minutes of walking, I arrived by the side of the road, waiting for the bus I was going to ride to get to Disnaker.

I was lucky I didn't wait too long, a bus I was waiting for stopped and I got on.

Arriving in front of an office that looks very crowded once people pass by.

Just think, maybe they are all unemployed.

I took a slow step, there was doubt tucked between thousands of courage this morning, but faith was still greater than anything else.

I walked over to a young Father who seemed to be distributing leaflets.

"You want to take the test??"

Ask the Father confidently.

I didn't answer, just received the leaflet he sent me.

After I received it, I then found out it was a form of self-data.

I looked at the paper for a long time, after a few minutes, saying bismillah, and finally I filled it.

When I finished I handed it back to the Father, which I later knew turned out to be the selection committee.

At his direction, I was asked to enter a room for a written test, and several further tests.

After all, and I was declared qualified for the next test the next day.

By late afternoon, I finally came home..

Along the way home, there was considerable concern at heart, not only about my decision to enter the job selection outside the city, but also about the fate of the continuation of my relationship with Ari, which had just improved.

Maybe he can accept the decision that I take, not to mention tomorrow must Health tests that mean I have to skip work tomorrow.

I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

At home, I told my parents nothing about the steps I took, but I didn't graduate, I thought.

"Where's Din, what kind of job do you want??"

Ask your mom when she accompanies me to a meal.

"Ehm...There's Ma, but I don't know if it's welcome or not"

"Pray for Din, where the wind is going"

"he ehm.."

Call me.

After the magrib, I immediately headed to the room, took my cell phone and opened it,

one message, one message,

Dina, come in, baby, I'll pick you up

I type fast to reply.

There was no reply to the continuation I received, I laid myself on the bed, with eyes through the ceiling of the room.

My heart kept asking, if this was the right decision, there were so many doubts haunting my brain.

One of them, the old man.

I'm not sure of my choice, but I'm trying to convince.

I wasted all my thoughts, I was airy in my heart, closed my eyes and tried to sleep peacefully.

Early in the morning with my eyes still feeling my shoes, I sat down and weighed the decision again.

"Darkl...."

I got up and encouraged myself.

Take a shower and get ready,

"Loh Din, don't you work?"

Mama was surprised to see me, who came out of the room without wearing work clothes.

"Ehm.iya Ma..Dina permission not to go to work, Dina wants to go to Disnaker again"

Still with a face full of questions, mama just nodded.

"Where is Ma?"

Ask me who from yesterday rarely saw papa.

"Other father took care of his fish in the back of the house"

"Don't you??what fish is Ma?"

I stopped my bribe.

"Yes, in these two days, Papa tried fish farming"

Mom explained.

I, curious, chose to see for myself,

"Pa..."

My greeting to the father who was turning his back to me, feeding his fish.

Papa looked, then smiled.

Thank God, at last I could see that smile again, ever since papa, I never again saw the look of a cheerful face this morning.

"You want to go Din?"

Ask papa while washing his hands.

"Yes, it's nice to see papa smile again, so excited"

I hugged papa from behind, not feeling anything flowing from the corner of my eye, the haru appeared suddenly.

Papa rubbed my hand,,

"Yes, the father must rise, son, mustn't despair"

I took off my arms, then kissed the back of papa's hand,

"Great dad"

Praise me.

Papa smiled widely, we both embraced each other, then went in for breakfast together before I left.

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After arriving at Disnaker, one by one we underwent a health test procedure, eye tests and several series of tests to complete the file.

3 Hours waiting, results announced, We were all declared to pass, we all passed,

everyone cheered, except me.

I was silent, anxiety was present, fear arose with doubt and confusion united, I walked away from the crowd, sat limply on the edge of the fence, leaned back and let out a long sigh .

"Why is there such a feeling of God?"

I mumbled.

closed my eyes for a moment and squeezed my hair.

There's a feeling I want to cancel, but on the other hand, I want a better job, I want a better job,,

A feeling that I cannot define, the inner war that is judging me, makes me want to surrender.

Between want and not want, More when the committee announced, departure will be done tomorrow morning, and distribute departure tickets to all of us.

I want to tear the boat ticket that is in my hands right now, then run home.

However, all my intentions are clear.

I came back closer, and signed all the contracts.

After a scratch was scratched on the sheets of paper, it was a sign that I could not step back, if it happened, then the sanctions that I would find.

After all, we all returned to prepare for the departure tomorrow morning.

Connect**