When the Heart Speaks
chapter 32 Feeling Foreign

The first day I was on the land of the region, the boisterous sounds of people talking and the footsteps of the crowd passing by forced me to open my eyes which was still very lazy.

Is it not a Sunday, a holiday for people who usually work in the company, but why so many outside, may go to work so early?.

I rubbed my eyes, then looked at the clock on my phone,

Ahhh.Masih at 5am, which means I just slept 2 hours, my eyes should still feel sticky.

I got out of bed, peeking out of the window, really, outside, there were a lot of people.

After I finished my morning prayer, I went out of my room, stood alone on the balcony of my dorm room, breathing in this cold morning air, much colder than my hometown.

From above, I noticed an atmosphere around me that I was not familiar with at all.

Until the sky seems to be getting brighter, I go back inside and intend to eat breakfast even though I don't know, what breakfast this morning.

As I recall, Mama gave me some instant noodle packs, I checked my closet immediately, picked up a pack of instant noodles and immediately cooked it.

The atmosphere of the dorm is still very rigid, everyone is busy alone, like the atmosphere this morning, I am enjoying a bowl of hot instant noodles, he said,while paying attention to the roommates that I do not know their names.

"Hey.breakfast itself,,"

Greet one of my friends at the dinner table and sit next to me, hand held a brown bun and a box of milk uht.

"Eh..ehm...iya..want breakfast mi???, I happen to still have some in the closet"

I try to be friendly.

"Ehm.no thanks, here's me for breakfast"

He answered while pointing at the bread he was holding.

"Ehm.Know I'm Dina"

I reached out to her with a smile

"I'm Helen, you're the first one here?"

I nodded in response to Helen's question.

"Just like, I was here for the first time"

Seeing us talking in the dining room, one by one my roommates approached us, and got to know each other.

In a matter of minutes, the stiff atmosphere melted, stories and jokes were created so that laughter did not miss decorating the dining room this morning.

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Ayooooo...

Prime workaa.sangatt..sangatttt....!

The screams of one of my friends who was the head of the room shocked the room this morning.

I got out of bed, rubbed my heavy eyes, as well as other friends.

We looked at each other and threw smiles.

One by one we started each activity, starting from taking alternating baths, using alternating kitchens to make breakfast, until finally right at 07:00 am,, the,,we went to work together by using transportation that was prepared by the company, and this morning our status was recorded as a new employee.

The atmosphere of PT space that for the first time I entered, the manager, friends and all the machines that I just met for the first time.

Really, all the mixed feelings, all the direction from the superiors and senior friends, none of which escaped my attention, I listened with great concentration.

Until the work hours end in the afternoon.

For the first week, still normal working hours, starting next week overtime comes into effect for all new employees.

All the way back to the hostel, my thoughts had been on my parents, the feeling of being in a foreign city, making me miss home, the longing for mama's cooking, the longing for papa jokes, and ah...another one.induced to Ari.

I rushed up the stairs of the Dormitory, a little hasty towards the 3rd floor of my room.

As soon as I arrived in front of the room without wasting time I immediately headed to the bathroom, after finishing clean I grabbed my phone and then slightly pulled over at the end of the dormitory.

Tut..tut...

3 times the same tone was heard from across the street, it looks like you didn't pick up my call, maybe you were busy or taking a shower, I gave you a 5-minute pause before finally trying to make a call again.

Tuutt..

🧕Assalamualaikum please...

👩Mamaaa..

🧕How are you Din.

👩Okay ma,How's mama?

🧕Good Din, his real work yes, don't daydream.

👩Iya ma,,

👩Iya ma,,

yes ma yes, Dina wants to take a shower first, it just came home from work, Assalamualaikum ma

🧕walaikumsalam.

I had to lie, and hurriedly turned off my phone, when my chest suddenly tightened, my esophagus narrowed, and my eyes heated up, in a matter of seconds, clear water flowed freely in the corner of the eye,to be honest there is much more I want to tell you about myself here, but I don't want to burden your heart if I know I'm crying.

"Hemm"

My grunts in my heart while wiping the corners of my eyes.

My memory is fixed on Ari, from yesterday there was no news from him, even though it was just a short message.

Intention to call me undo, I just want the initiative Ari who called me first.

After thinking for a while, I decided to send a message back.

💌Ari, how are you?

today I started to go to work.

There's so much I want to tell you about everything that's here, you're good there.

Not long ago

1 message received

💌My news is good,

yes.his work spirit is yes...

you take care of yourself there too.

Getting a reply from Ari didn't make my heart flower the way I hoped it would,

the message was too rigid, as if there was no feedback to invite me to reply, no initiative to call me.

The longing that erupted at first instantly turned a burning annoyance.

I re-typed the message for her this time when it was filled with emotions that I still held back a little.

💌Didn't you miss me?

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💌Rindu.

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💌Long!!!from your message, no one describes you missing me!

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💌You why the hell?..we are far away.do not make the atmosphere further with your attitude!

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💌Continue doing so.Let's get further!!!

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I ended the rite of replying with Ari, I don't know what happened.

It's only been 2 days away, my relationship has felt so far away.

I stepped foot into the dorm room, intent on lying down, but I just put my phone down, the shock made me reach back and open it.

1 message received.

💌Dina forgive me..

I really miss you, though,,

this longing is what makes me not know what to do.hurry home baby.I never imagined it would be this difficult to live the day without you here like before.

Like two different sides, not one hour after the message when he sent it now turned into a message with a sentence that can make the heart melt reading.

"Patri...I don't know if this is true of your heart, or just a charade, just like you used to..."

I said lirih.

and chose not to reply to his message.

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