MAYANG PUJAKU
Pearls.

I slapped this old man quite hard, I have a pretty strong reason to do this to him, I think the reason is enough as a condition to slap him. Without thinking about the consequences of what my current actions will have, what is important in my mind right now is the satisfaction of having vented a little bit of my frustration, to the person who deserves it. Because I slapped the man I love and now I've slapped the right man, slapped the man I hate.

“Heuh ... How dare you slap me like this!”

My mouth cannot say much at this time, if I answer the words of this old man only swear words will come out, so I decided to just leave from before him, with a quick step, even more the reason for my order online taxi has come ‘I don't want to see his face again.’

This is the harshest insult of my entire life, with a word I can hear, but from the mouth of someone I wish only to say sweet to me. But that man, my own brother whom I had hoped to say sweet words to me, loudly uttered words I did not want to hear from him ‘but he knew I was tired, my hina, my sin … I swallowed it round and round to live it.’

The sweet cat that I had hoped would never pull out its fangs in front of me, now even dared to claw and bite me with the power I gave it.

*****

About three hours later I arrived at the club where I work and where I live, with the face of someone who can always make me feel a little comfortable, and make me feel like this dirty place is where I'm going to go home. This woman may be a strong reason for me to stay strong in this humiliating place, she is Brother Tiar.

“Day, you why baby, why are your eyes so rich?”

He was immediately sensitive to what I was going through. It's an amazing woman, Tiar. And I immediately ran asking to get into the arms of sister, a hug that could always make me feel a little serene and peaceful.

“Honey, what are you sick with? How did you make me cry gini, Danang is very sick?” said brother tiar while stroking my head that was stuck in his chest.

“Kak, Danang already know about my work,” I said to a person who was always the place where I complained, the woman who was always the reason I came home or returned to this place.

“We talk inside aja ya babe. Let's go in first.” Brother Tiar invited me inside, so that the conversation we wanted to start could be more relaxed.

He kept stroking my back, I was like a child coming home crying because I felt being toyed with by my fate filled with grief.

“Here is dear do not cry continuously, Big Brother does not have the heart to see this beautiful Brother Sister cry like this,” said sister while still with her hands that are now stroking my head. And I went back to crashing kak tiar and asked to go back in his arms, and brother tiar received me in his arms with his hands that unceasingly gave me the elusions that slowly made me calm again.

"Sometimes Danang will understand about the tears that fall from your beautiful eyes Mayang. Tears are one of the ways we women express joy, anxiety, love, and when we feel lonely, suffering, and when we feel pride … these are just some of the abilities we have as women. So the tears that should be our last weapon, do not you waste it yes.”

Sister Tiar, He can cope with the burden of his own life like and live many years nurturing his son without a man, he is able to save his own happiness and opinion, he is able to smile as his heart screams, he is able to, able to sing while crying, crying when touched, even laughing when frightened.

She sacrificed for the sake of her loved ones, she was able to stand up against injustice, she cried when she saw her son could be what she expected, she was happy and happy when her friends laughed, she said, she was so happy to hear the laughter of her friends. She could be so saddened to hear the news of the pain and complaints I was suffering, and she could always handle it. Brother Tiar He knows that a hug and a caress in my head, always mute lighten, a whack wound in the chest.

And now I feel much better, thanks to hugs and hand caresses and beautiful words from kak tiar, just as his name Tiar stands for, Pearl.

******

For about half an hour we talked, and then there was the voice of a heavy man.

“Mba Mayang, outside someone looking for mba Mayang. He claimed his friend mba Mayang,” said the front door guard.

“Who is sir? She told you her name was not?” the word kak tiar represents my question.

“Sorry Mba Tiar, I forgot to ask her name. Please Mba Mayang, the person is waiting in front.”

“Iya Sir, I'll be ahead soon.”

I also walked following this security guard because I also felt curious ‘mana who is looking for me during broad daylight like this.’

And when I saw the sight of a man behind the body of this great security guard, there seemed to be a very sparkling man. This man instantly forgot all my wounds with just his sweet smile that he directed at me. Arjuna smiled and looked at his eyes as if he was throwing away all the anxiety I felt.

“You are ...” the word that came out of my mouth but I finished it because this man Arjuna, cut my words with his words.

“Honey, remember me, right?” he said asking about my memory of him, of course I still remember it last night and my regret is still strong in my heart.

“Why do you come here again?” I asked in a stern tone, I wanted to pretend to be fierce or tight in front of him, to hide my feelings as much as possible.

“I just want to meet you,” he said as he pulled my hand, taking some distance from the guards who were watching, maybe so that our chat was not heard by him and of course I was very surprised by his treatment of my hand that was taken for granted.

“What do you want?” I asked Arjuna, I don't know why my words just now seemed to stop his footsteps. And now it stops and turns towards me, looking at each other or staring at each other.

I could see how inappropriate I was inside those clean eyes, I could see how dirty I was inside those clear eyeballs. It made me want to say to myself who was presumptuously in his clean vision and told myself to go away right now from before him.

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