Sweet Pills
Chapters 12. Wijaya Bayuaji
The windfall is withdrawn, and destiny is pursued. Rejeki does not come alone without effort, and no one can run away from destiny.
The opening sentence at the beginning of chapter one of the blue book on the table Vijaya. Incidentally, it fits perfectly with the circumstances he is experiencing. One of the reasons why he continued to be addicted to reading the book.
For three months He began to dabble with the world of work, capitalizing on his High School diploma, he was desperate to register as a warehouse admin in an office provider of groceries.
The job should be relaxing and suitable for a tenacious person like him. Getting a bonus is also an easy matter, considering the physical strength He has is quite supportive. However, the treatment he received on the field instead made him often complain every night.
As the youngest worker there, he was treated arbitrarily by other employees. He had much to do outside of the jobdesk He had received.
Because of his age-consciousness, he could not refuse let alone the employees constantly say "You are still young, it is delicious, the physical is still okay, still nimble." or "Thank you so much for your help today. I went home first, the wife was waiting for it."
The first two months can still be done without complaint. But the name is human, most are creatures that desperately need the help of others. Especially, the aged.
His frustration culminated when the person who often asked for his help suddenly rose to the position of warehouse manager and often mentioned his name among other employees.
As if, Wijaya was his right hand. Don't thank me, let alone overtime bonuses. Because of the drop of water, broken milk. He was even reviled because of a mistake that made the manager had to accept the superior's curse.
'Why am I trying to survive so hard? There are a lot of other jobs out there, right?'
Every night, his musings were the same, and with the same answer, He tried to hold on to the realities of the working world 'But not necessarily accepted. Nowadays, high school degrees are useless.'
All that was lost by the words he read in the blue book. The windfall is withdrawn, not pursued. If pulled, then He will approach the right person with the appropriate expertise portion.
Before long, he submitted a letter of resignation and focused on the fashion design skills that He already has.
...∞...
Niki continued reading the book on the spot, despite having to stand up straight. At least, the first three sheets were enough as a greeting to the introduction of the two of them. Between Niki and a super mysterious metaphysical book.
‘Layaknya old friends, fellow spirits who have known in nature before also look for each other when in the world. The instinct arises because the fact is that humans do not accept it with a sense of loneliness. Living the world with nothingness, like opening a storybook sheet to read to yourself repeatedly.’
His mind raged, unfinished by chance yesterday, his memory pressed again by a mysterious sentence with implicit meaning.
‘Do you remember the story of Adam and Eve? When Adam hoped to have a friend so as not to be lonely, then Eve was present for him.’
“Destiny?” like a new clue, Niki immediately turns in place. The hint evolved into a statement, ‘nothing happens to be in this world.’
...∞...
A woman sits cross-legged on a red sofa reading a mysterious book by her eldest son washing dishes in the sink.
“The windfall was withdrawn, not pursued.” he said as he stared at Wijaya's back.
“Who is this, Nak?”
Wijaya did not answer. Her mother's voice was too faint by the tap water shower.
“Wijaya..”.
“Yes? Mama called me just now?”
Without an answer, his mother immediately approached with the mysterious book in her grasp.
“So, which leaf did you accidentally step on, hm?”
Byurrs
“Sorry, mom! Not on purpose.” He got surprised. Accidentally, the pretty face was hit by splashes of tap water.
“Ngak kok, just a fad initially.” said Wijaya nervous and back rinsing soap that filled the dishes in the sink.
“Cockstrap stabilo. Her book until it was scuffed too.” Denies The Mother.
“Hehe.. It was given to my grandparents at that time. Who once Jaya helped.”
“Eh? When you work in the storehouse?”
“Iya.”
“It's been a year as it turned out. Continues?”
“Ya.. continuity until now, hehe.”
“Mama wants to know the story. Finish rinse it directly into baduk. Mom curious.”
...∞...
"Ah, that navy dress girl, shouldn't have gotten away with it" he decamped in front of the red minimarket, on one of the nights with Jeki.
"That again, that again. That blue shirt girl, you know her?" suddenly asked Jeki.
"Forget over. I'm just slacking off."
Jeki frowned, his friend was a little strange lately. "You're still chirping with Bianca. Do you know it is conscious, right? Different religions are difficult, but yes, do not foreigners also that you incer."
"Forgot it. It's nothing."
Jeki knew very well with Wijaya. He then approached emitting a curious aura. "Make it, Jay?"
While waiting for Wijaya's answer, he downed a bottle of soda tea.
Byurrs
The sodas don't even get swallowed, "No, by the way! Saucy dong!"
Wijaya then looked down, staring at the glass table. Inside his mind flashed the face of Niki who was downing a bottle of aqua.
Of the many experiments he did to find a twin flame, only this time the instructions from the book really happened.
...∞...
“Buahahaha.!” his mother's laughter rattled in the back of the house.
“Serious, Mom. Even laugh.”
“Where is the photo? Time like that, Jeki until not so drink, hahaha.!”
Wijaya then went to get his phone in the room. He recalled his first meeting with Niki, the owner of the same purple phone as his own.
He came to his mother who continued reading the blue book.
“No photos.”
“Lha, why bring hape here?”
“Hape is like mine.”
“Ah, making up for you.”
Wijaya rolled his eyeballs, “If you don't believe yes udah.”
His mother then looked at the handsome face of the child while smiling shady, “Maybe there is something that the universe wants to convey, because as far as mom knows, there is no such thing as coincidence.”
Wijaya was silent. He knew exactly, his mother would say so, considering how the story of his parents used to meet. The book went back into his lap, and the mother went back into the house.
The wind that should not blow and the sun that should be hot, the universe overshadowed Vijaya with a white cloud that came out of nowhere.
The clouds that covered her shadow under the noon sun. The cloud seemed to raise many questions from his curiosity about twin flames. About the girl named Niki, and all the coincidences that feel awkward, yet fun to remember later.
...∞...
On Monday afternoon, inside the graphic design building, 16 people gathered to eat together.
"Bil, are you a psychology graduate?" ryan asked before devouring a mouthful of rice in his hand.
"Yes, bang. But this again try to take the test of chili."
"Well!" niki shouted suddenly.
Xabil smiled at Niki's response. "Where, would you like to try to be the mothers of pink clothes, right?" goda.
"No ah. You said you were a child psychologist, right?”
Niki raised her eyebrows. “Understanding dreams?"
Hearing that, Wijaya immediately coughed.
Safira directly hit Niki on the shoulder, "Nik, she's a psychologist, not a psychic."
Xabil scrunched his forehead. He also responded with confidence. "Yes dong. Why, want a consul?"
Quickly the fake bait was eaten by Niki, "You think it's natural that people can dream the same dream again and again three times?"
Of course, Xabil answered him while joking. "Hmm, that's not normal. It could be a sign of something that you never thought of before. In fact, it could be that it's a. hint!"
Niki turned his back, believing in the seriousness of Xabil's answer.
"What dream is it?" tanya Safira nimbrung's.
Niki was silent. For a long time, there was no intention of answering that question. No one should know but himself.
"Well, what do you think I should do?" tanyanya.
"Cih, I'm ignored." sahut Safira was upset.
"Haha, patience Cow'i. One-one." chirped Ryan.
Xabil immediately laughed as the name Sapi'i was called. "Suitable, Cow'i. Oh yes, continue Niki's question again."
"If it happens, I think you pray a lot. Is it a disadvantage or a casual thing, or even an advantage?"
"Not knowing either. If you say no loss. But it's horrified."
"I think the dream is a sleeping flower. But, some patients who have deep trauma, we consider it as patient mental health information. Let it heal, we help them to face it. So, we simulate, it.”
Faced. Of the many words that Xabil said, the word that entered into the mind of Niki.
Wijaya looked at the serious expression on Niki's face while trying to hold back her smile. Seeing Niki who was so overwhelmed with dreams that He also did not know exactly, made him increasingly want to attract Niki to want to talk to him.