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Chapter 1 : Weird Black Spot

Chapter 1 : Weird Black Spot

Sleeping and lazing around are my hobby.

It seems weird for some but that is undeniable truth after my 2 years of being a NEET. By sleeping, I can have a dream where my heart pumped, new place that is never ever been imagined by my own normally, or even meets a new species.

In other world, dreaming and halucinating become my greatest joy after reading novel within that 2 years. Unfortunately ( or maybe fortunately ) I already get a work in one of 5 stars hotel in Jakarta in FO Department. 

How come a NEET which hobby are sleeping around capable of such a thing?

Even I myself think it is because of multiple coincidence piled up with one another. 

I can consider my self as a lucky guy because of it.

At first I try to look for a trainee candidate who would hire me for free as an Housekeeping because I think they wouldn't have such a high requirement for it.

But even that still not enough because I can confidently say that I don't even know the diferrent part of a bed let alone making it up. But Luck help me because they desperately need a handful of fresh blood to make their body move healthly.

It is such a shame that "I" as an 20 years old guy highschool graduate with blank work experience couldn't even be compared with how efficient and smart these highschool trainee nowadays. I ended up being look down upon, stared at with contempt even by some of them.

What can I do except try hard for my lack of experience?

In the end, I ended up working a 10 minutes work into 15 minutes, moving back and forth just to wash laundry, even took a whole 10 minutes just to refill a toilet neccessities because I always forgot to work efficently but never did I take my job lightly.

Well, I am such a hardworker if you ask me what is my personality. Maybe because of that, that I asked to be a locker attendant right after my 6 months training without payment over. It is again, coincidentaly because their male worker resign because he got a better job.

But never once I called smart worker which I am sure about. Even my Superior in FO say that a certain someone actually more of an idiot than me on a certain day when he is in bad mood.

Doesn’t that mean that I am within an “Idiot” category?

Maybe you think that, isn't working with fix payment are something that should be thankful for? You need to stop thinking about what other thinks of you., etc etc.

Unfortunately, how about if you consider the job payment as around Rp1.800.000 per months? ( it is around 125 dollar? )

Yes, there are A LOT of job out there who would hire you with better payment if you have even a little work experience but NOT for me at least.

Because my hobby to read novel in the phone or laptop coupled with how lazy I am to exercise, my sight became poor and it limited my choice of job. That's why I think I need to take the job atleast for 1 Years but ended up taking 1 years and half for me to move on because of how an easy job it is. No matter how painful, how depressed, and how uninteresting my job is, I need to stay because I had no other choice.

Well, if you throw every single time I make a mistake and scolded, interogated because things start to get stolen from the locker and it is my area, and couple of time I get sighted to be sleeping on duty, I can say that my life as a locker attendant are quite smooth sailing. 

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But on certain day in my work, HRD start message me saying that there is a job vacancy in one of pre opening hotel in jakarta. It is branch of my current hotel but it is only 3 stars hotel. But, if I get a job as a starter worker, there will be an easy way for me to get a new job in the future that is why I got worked up and ended up arriving in the interview at 6:00 AM even though it start at 8:00.

In desperate Attempt, I joke the guy in HR to recommend me to HR on the Hotel I am trying to apply to and you know what?

"Don't worry, you can say my name to them, write my name on the Essay they give and I will call them to make it easier for you to be accepted" he said to me nonchalantly over the message.

I thought like, " No way in hell duh. I know I get quite close with HRD because it is located on the same floor as locker but not to this extend"

But when it is my time to be interviewed, they indeed make it easier for me and I completes the first interview in a flash. They even pass me even though I already forgoten about procedure to make up room ( there is a correct procedure and you need to remember it ).

Do you know how many time I apply for a job within my NEET days? It wouldn't reach hundred but I dare say it reach atleast 50 and I got called for interview around a mere 4 times only and all of them are nill so it is something really make me happy to feel your job to be within your reach.

What? It is so little even though you have 2 years times in between?

You cannot blame me when my family don’t have enough money to even pay for printing, document, and transportation fee for my interview because of my brother tuition fee. After multiple time, I ended up giving up and that is what makes me unemployed for that long. On top of that, my meager interview call are...Pitiful.

*Ring

*Beep

"Halo mom? Yes, I just got out of the office, maybe I will get there around 0:30 AM. Yes, Yes. Alright, Bye"

As I recalling my experience on this locker where I first start work at, I realise that maybe or maybe not maybe, I am lazing around too much at time considering I certainly already fall asleep if it is the old me.

This year, I will be 23 years old

Start at 2 PM and finish at 11 PM, reach home 1 hour and half later, I already became those busy people I envy so much in the past.

"What do you call it again? The Grass Always Seems Greener On The Other Side?"

'Heh'

After only 1 hours because the road are less crowded, I finally arrived at a certain residence 3 km from my house. There is always something weird about this road. It is one way road with street lamp that actually not on and the road only goes straight so if you bypass this place, what impress you at first was how scary it is.

“No matter how many times I went this place, it is still scary”

Unfortunately, my ride start became weird and sudenly stop without any notice.

I try to turn it on again and again but to be useless. Adding this atmosphere with low themperature of midnight, restlesness start to envelop and giving my nody a chill.

Just when I try to just push along my ride in desperate attempt, I notice a weird blank black area in the bust and between the tress beside the road that not that different from a forest.

“What? Is it because there is lack of light and my eyes start to play trick on me?”

Darkness and blackness are different thing. No matter how dark it is, there is noway a “Black dot” would be visible in between.

No!

I need to get out of here ASAP!

I like dreaming and imagining myself in weird encounter because I always realize that none of them are real but right now is completely different thing.

'Lets chant the sacred mantra. Curiousity kill the cat, the cat killed because of its...'

*Rustle

*Cuckle

“Gyahhh!!”

‘Dammit! I didn’t hear anything! I didn’t see anything! LALALA!!!’

There is no way there will be a sane human cuckling in the middlle of darkness and in the semi forest on top of that!

No, I didn’t hear anything so it is normal to walk calmly.

“...Why are you hurrying so much?”

“GAAHAHH!!!”

Forget even that gasp of breath I had in desperate dash of pushing my Bike, I still keep glancing from my mirror out of curiousity and ended up sucking a cold of breath because of it.

‘WTF IS THAT!?’

A huge thing with 4 legs and hunched back, and around 3 supposedly people because I can only see a staright shadow which I feel like setting all their gaze on me. It is hard to spot it when in normal circumtance within all of this darkness but atleast not for the adrenaline rush of mine. That stare they have, it is as if they can easily manage to shorten our gap that I take with all of my strenght with a mere jump really soak my back in cold sweat.

After 100 or so meter, I start to realize that starting my bike actually the most efficient way.

*BRrzzt 

*Turned on

After thanking god don’t know how many time for the fast respon I get to turn it on, I then hurry myself from that cursed road without looking back.

“AHAAALALALLALAAAA!!!”

...Of course screaming something incomprehensible while at it.

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