Just like when I was in Pandaan. There were at least 15 text messages from Mr. A to ask where my location was when I had not arrived from Surabaya. When I was forced to stay in that creepy room, Mr. J (one of the gentlemen from my previous office) showed me his look before I closed my door. It was a mixture of pity, worry and the feeling of not knowing what to do. I saw that look so I grinned and said, "It's OK, Sir. Just for tonight." He 'surrendered' and left me.
The next morning during breakfast and any other eating time, either one would carry my heavy bag full of paper, realia, boxes of crayon and lappy to the dining hall. And in case I forget my drink or fruit while eating, one of them would carry one of each for me. When they began to smoke, both would sit farther from me. Assembling lappy to the projector is something that I've been doing for 6 years of my time as a trainer. But when it's time to assemble, one of them would prepare the cables while the other adjust the screen.
Such simple gestures.
So great are the effects.
What they probably don't know is how I felt when they did what they did. It was a wide smile and a warm feeling stirred into one deep inside me. I enjoyed every moment of it. I felt loved and cared for. What a feeling. It brought me back to the feeling I had when I was in my previous workplace. Oh, how I miss the people.
Finally it was time to say goodbye for them to leave me. I'm not ashamed to have to admit that I miss the two of them already when we shook hands to say our goodbyes. If I didn't consider the trouble that I might put myself into, I'd probably hug them just like when I hugged my lady friends when saying good bye.
Goodbyes can be so painful but when that feeling is equal to the happiness, just what I had during my time with them in Pandaan, it's worth the pain.
2 comments:
yakin lo kalo dua cowok itu g demen ma lo? Lo nya kali kalo ngomong genit. kan uda terbukti. LOL.
asli. komen elo nyeremin ah. paaak!! si je sereeem! wakakakakakak.
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