Short story by Dwi Lakshono "In The Reality"

In The Reality

Chapter One
                                                                            "It's Me"

Hello guys, I am Izal from Sukabumi. I am from a family of three and I am an only child. Now, I live in Jakarta to start my new life after graduating from English Literature at the The Muhammadiyah University of Sukabumi. This beautiful morning coincide with the opening of Grand Indonesia Mall that was inaugurated by the sixth president of Indonesia Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono. This is a great and famous mall in Indonesia based on Forbes.com, Grand Indonesia Mall is known because of selling these expensive brands such as Louis Vuitton, Prada, Gucci, Channel, Hermes, Massimo, and so on. About 2.7 million people per month and 7.000 vehicles per day back and forth to this area and almost the people who visit this Mall from the upper-class

the splendor and the pleasure who was given by this lovely Mall for people that thirst for pride make this self have a dream in a moment become apart of that society. I wear a white shirt and long black trousers and be ready to go to the company to attend a job interview. I go there by commuter line, it is crowded by people who are on the way to the office for work, the time that I spent to go there for about 35 minutes. When I arrived on the spot I see many applicants who have been waiting for the interview, I start nervous, and I go there to join them. One by one an applicant goes to the room for the interview. During  I have been waiting for my turn my nervousness gets worse like many applicants when I have been waiting for their turn for the interview. 

Our body would be the reaction when feeling threatened and panicky, at that time my body reaction when I feel panicky are thump, can't concentrate, my stomach is nausea, my hand getting cold and my body is covered by cold sweat. Why do we feel like that when getting nervous? So, when somebody feels nervous or worry there's hyperventilation on the body. Hyperventilation itself is a prosses of carbon dioxide released from the body but the prosses is too fast, and it makes the heartbeat rapidly and take a lot of blood, this blood will steam to a big vena whereas the vena on the hands is not, so there's less blood flow to hands and it makes our hands getting cold.

After waiting for about one half ours, finally, it's my turn to go to the room interview. A woman is sitting on the chair with the table in front of her, and then I take a sit on the chair in front of her then the interview section begins with the warmly greeting from the women "hello, how's your day?", immediately my nervousness disappears and I answer with a big smile "hallo, my day is good even though I felt nervous before", answer by answer is given by the women and I said confidently.

After the interview finished the women said that further information will announce by telephone, and then I go back to my flat by public transportation. During the trip I passed many places, but when my bus stop at one spot that many people gather and I wonder what it is, and I saw a writing on the top on the building it was Pasar Senen. Immediately, I remember the history of Pasar Senen. This market established on august 30, 1735, by Yustinus Vinck. Pasar Senen was named like that because this market only opens on Monday at that time, and there are many Tiong Hoa houses with pointed housetop so it calls Snees in Dutch. Pasar Senen itself often used as a gathering place by intellectuals like Soekarno, Mohammad Hatta, Chairul Saleh, adam malik, and many more. Pasar Senen passed many moments like fire several times but still survive until now. I arrived at 05.00 p.m and get into my flat and then take a bath. With a happy feeling, I imagine that I will be apart of that company. When I am going to bed I still dream about that, Suddenly…

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