The Beginning of a Famous Writer
Because I only heard a little talk

The phone's alarm rang with a loud clock sign that it was five in the morning. I immediately sat down and grabbed the phone, intending to turn off the alarm. When the alarm was turned off, the phone was still gripped, visible there written on Tuesday.

"Geez, now Tuesday, the last day I have to finish my novel. I still need four more CHAPTERS to save my work."I said in my heart. I look restless.

After I taught. I use my long empty hours. To complete the four CHAPTERS that have been my target to this day exchange with tomorrow. I was engrossed in writing on the app via my phone, while sitting in the teacher's assembly room.

I am busy writing. I feel like I want to go to the bathroom. I will soon fulfill this call of nature. When we get back to the table. I saw some friends telling stories behind me.

I don't know what they're telling me about. But I clearly heard.

"Indri Kasian. If that happens, where will he be placed?"

Duar, my heart jolts at the sentence I just heard. Body vibrates.

"What's this about? Placed where? Is my position here as an honorary no longer safe?"

I went back to the bathroom. Afraid of meeting people who just talked about me. More precisely afraid to know the truth that my position is no longer safe.

My mind now only thinks that my position is threatened. Maybe there's a new teacher coming in here, with the same subject matter major as me.

I then went into the bathroom. Locking the door from the inside. Without me noticing I was sobbing in the bathroom. I leaned this body against the wall. As much as I can hold my cry so as not to make a sound. But the clear details are no longer able to I bend.

I'm upset. I'm afraid of losing my job. Although now my husband's business has begun to produce a little. But I already love my job. The status of the civil servant has not been held, now my honorary status is threatened.

I don't know how long I've been in the bathroom. Until the tears are no longer there. Everything has washed down the cheeks.

I slowly rubbed my cheek. I open the veil and wash my face. To remove the tear marks.

After all I feel safe. I came out of the bathroom with the sludge. Just like the maling. I made sure the person who was talking about me wasn't in that position. I peeked out from behind the wall. It turned out to be deserted. The people who were in the master teacher assembly room were already different from the one before.

"Safe." I said and walked to my seat.

I immediately clasped the phone, intending to find information from what I heard at a glance.

I'm heading for the green app soon. There are a lot of messages coming in. As if waiting for the queue to open.

My eyes are interested to see the return of messages in whatsapp group special honorary employees. I touched the group. And immediately scroll up. Looking for the top message I haven't read.

Turns out.... There is information about the recruitment of honorary personnel to be appointed as civil servants.

Shortly after reading the information. My smile was seen on my lips. I'm so happy. The sadness that befell a few minutes ago seemed to disappear without silence.

I scroll and read a friend's comment. They were also very happy to hear this news.

Suddenly I remembered the conversation of a friend I heard at a glance. But being able to make tears flow without me even being able to hold back.

I went back to digesting the piece of sentence after sentence I heard earlier. But it doesn't match the information I read in whatsapp group. I'm thinking hard. Knock your finger on the table. What secrets I don't know. I'm still beating up.

Arrived to ask directly to the concerned. Than I guessed guess. I immediately stood up and looked for one of the friends I had seen and heard talking about me.

I walked outside. To the picket room. To kitchen. Staffing office. But I did not meet any of the friends who were talking. They may all be in class.

I intend to return to the teacher's assembly room. Arriving on the way I quarreled with the friend I was looking for. I'm not wasting time. I immediately asked and asked to explain the sentence he had just uttered.

"Eh that. You heard. Where was it? How come I didn't see you there when I was talking like that?" He did not explain, but asked back.

"I went to the bathroom, and I wanted to get out I heard the talk." I'm still patient.

"That, don't you know the information yet? There will be honorary recruitment." He still hasn't answered my question.

"Udah, but after I hear your talk." It seems to be getting a little upset.

"Well that. Recruitment this year is only for honorary state employees. Not with private. If private is included, placement will be difficult. For example, the one from the private escapes, the one from the country has not, automatically the one from the private that escapes will be placed in the country, well, while the one who does not escape in the country will be placed where? I see." Said explained.

"So that was, the parable, if I hadn't escaped, and that escaped from private. Where am I to be put then?" My speech.

"Take a. Tu's smart. It'll get away with it." My friend responded in a joking manner.

While I was ashamed. Because of this parable, I have issued clear details. Shame on me. I said in my heart.

And walk towards the table. I smiled at myself, because I was really embarrassed. Luckily, no one else knew I was crying because of the piece of conversation I accidentally heard.

The mind is calm, even happy. A second of hope I hung back, yes even though the recruitment will still be done how many months. Sometimes it can be longer. I also continued writing.

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The day already showed eleven o'clock at night. Everyone in the house is asleep. I was the only one who was still opening my eyes, and struggling with writing. My writing is just one more CHAPTER. There's still an hour left. Mumbles.

I went back to the story. This chapter is the last chapter. Accompanied by the sound of the night animals I dissolved writing my happy ending story.

Exactly eleven hours past fifty minutes, I managed to update the Sixty-eightth CHAPTER with the Happy Ending chapter sub.

"Yes. I finally managed to finish the opportunity that was still given the application." I was satisfied with my hard work, yes, even though I have not given results, at least my work has been nangkring in three applications. Loyalty waiting for it to produce nominal.

"Quickly or slowly, hopefully giving satisfactory results!" I slipped it in my heart.