CARRIER (When Destiny Reigns )
New Life

I ran into the room, I was so curious about the contents of the letter and what great gifts were in it. I locked the door to my room, I didn't want anyone to know. I slowly read the letter.

Dear Rere's,

Thank you for coming to take me. I'm afraid you hate me for the expression of that feeling. But now you have come even as a friend.

I'm sorry, if all this time I've been making you hard with my attitude. Sorry for all my mess. Sorry, because I was only able to express my love before my departure. Sorry, for not being able to be honest about my race from the beginning we met. I'm sorry, if I can't give you the warmth you crave. Sorry, because my ego wants to have you.

Re, please promise to keep me informed. Promise to tell your sorrow and sorrow. Here I will continue to love you, I do not expect your love. Let me continue to help you, love you even if I can't be around you.

Re, keep being a strong woman. The woman who is steadfast behind your tears that you have always hidden. Be a great woman, one who persists despite feeling alone.

Thank you for teaching me so much. Thank you for accepting me to be your best friend. Thank you for three wonderful years together. Thank you for the lessons and struggles of life that made me so aware of my present life. Thanks for everything. Continue to be my inspirational woman.

Who loves you so much, though,

Jonathan

My tears broke, I could only roar so badly. Back to the words of the driver, “Mas Jo loves Mba Rere so much. Mas Jo has changed a lot since he knew Mba Rere. Mas Jo is more mature and independent, Mba. Mas Jo said, if Mba asked Mas Jo not to go. Then Jo will do it. Never have I seen Mas Jo so seriously love someone. Even Mas Jo easily dump women if you feel bored.”

I threw my body on the bed. I roared weeping over this incident even though I didn't really know what I was crying about. The tightness in my chest made my body lose control. Disappointment and sadness haunt my days. Unknowingly Jo's parcel touched my leg. I got up and grabbed it, still sobbing.

Jackets, umbrellas and dresses as well as high shoes and bags with my favorite colors. There is also a scrap of greeting card in it “for women.”

Again loss comes, although it is not desirable

Even if the loss comes after the excuse, but the heart still never will

Fate goes with its steps, coming and going must keep approaching.

My life is about me

I keep moving forward, moving forward for my life

Sometimes I can't afford it

But ending your life is not the answer.

I can only continue to survive, despite a hostile destiny

This morning the sky is cloudy, it seems my sadness also felt up to the sky. Well, here's the truth. I came back alone. The warmth of life is gone. I am with a dry soul. The disappointment that often comes makes me afraid to hope. But life goes on. I just survived enough. 

“Hai ...,” greet a girl in glasses and wear a black headscarf on her head.

“Hai ...,” I replied clumsy. There's shame, shame until she realizes that my eyes are swollen from crying last night.

“You, Rere right?” tanyanya friendly.

“Include, my name is Nur Laila,” while handing over her hand,

“Oh, I am Renata,” I replied in embarrassment who then welcomed his hand.

“Re, have you met Laila?” ask Bu Kia - the owner of the contract.

“Already, Mom,” I replied with a smile on my face.

“Laila will be your roommate from now on, hope you get along well. Excuse me first,” said Bu Kia who then passed away.

My contract is now a big house with several rooms in it. It had been an agreement in the beginning, each room would be filled with two people. All this time only my room still contained one person. That's why Laila was asked to room with me.

“Oh, okay. You want tea?” manyu friendly.

“Thanks, Re. I have breakfast,” the answer is friendly.

“Come, I show you his room!” take me. She's such a sweet, gentle and so nice girl. Although only the first time I met, at least I wish she was such a girl. I just want to go back to having a girl friend. Well, all this time only Dad, Jo and Tama managed to make me comfortable to be close friends, share my story and complain.

“Em ..., yes. Laila, here's your bed. This closet and table you can fill with your belongings,” obviously me who almost forgot what his name is.

“Thanks, Re. I hope you can be close friends with me, yes. Because I'm a foreigner. If not for graduating from work, I would not be able to get here,” he explained who was sitting on the bed.

“Wah, congratulations yes. Where will you work?” I asked who was stirring up the glass of tea I had in my hand.

“General Sudirman Laboratory, in front of what monument? I forgot,” clear.

Uhuk !!!

I coughed, not because the tea was warm sweet. However, since Laila turned out to be my workmate as well.

“Re, are you okay?” ask her while approaching my side.

“Nothing, El. Sorry, I called Ela,” my reply started to calm down.

“I'm happy, if you call me so casually,” she replied with a sweet smiling face.

“You'll be my coworker. I work in the same lab, El.”

“Really? Mercifully. I was so happy to hear it,” he said, who then looked up at the sky, then swept his face with both hands.

“OK, I have to get ready for work. Please tidy up your things. Oh yeah, it's the room key. We each hold one,” explained me who then went to the bathroom in the kitchen.

There was a moment of happiness and comfort with Ela. Well, I hope he can really be my best friend someday. Actually I'm not that fragile, it's just, I'm too tired to go through every problem that comes. Until there are times when I feel I need someone, well enough someone I can trust to hear my sad story. 

Even though fate continues to be unfriendly, I still hope God sends someone who can accompany me. Friends share laughter and stories. Well, that's the little hope I have right now.