The Temptation of the Actor
Zayyan

Zayyan returned to his contract with deep sadness. How not, the company that he has built from scratch has now been destroyed. Even he is now in the depak of the company that was raised by his sweat and blood. Zayyan really did not expect bitter things like this he could experience. The wheel is truly turning.

Zayyan opened his narrow contract door. Zayyan laid his body on a thin carpet. Zayyan bought it with just one hundred thousand rupiah through the orange application. The memory of Keysha filled his head. Back when with Keysha, Zayyan's life felt perfect even though they had not been blessed with offspring.

"Key, this seems to be the karma I got for betraying you. If only I hadn't gone to that si*lan reunion! Of course I won't turn away from you. Of course we're still happy right now" Zayyan tilted his body. His right hand became a pillow because Zayyan could not afford a pillow.

Tears seemed to drip from the corner of Zayyan's eyes. For the first time Zayyan lamented his fate. Living in a narrow contract alone without family and without a penny makes da-da Zayyan crowded. The rest of the salary that Zayyan took from Shella was only eighty thousand rupiah left. Zayyan used the money to pay for the two months' rent and bought all the household appliances such as a stove, a carpet Zayyan slept on, plates, glasses and other staples. Zayyan used the money to buy daily food.

"How do I connect to life?" Zayyan muttered to himself.

"I have to find work again" Zayyan steadied.

Zayyan felt his body shivering with coldness. In the morning, his stomach was not filled with anything. Holding back hunger is Zayyan's habit.

"It seems like a cold," Zayyan held onto her stomach which felt in a stir.

Zayyan immediately took out a pack of instant noodles that were the only ones left inside the box. Zayyan bought instant noodles for one dus for his daily food stock. Almost every day Zayyan just ate that instant noodle. While enduring her stomach ache, Zayyan immediately boiled the instant noodles into a small pot. While waiting for the instant noodles to ripen, Zayyan again contemplated everything that happened. If time could play out, he would choose not to meet with Shella all his life.

Zayyan was ripped from all daydreams and wish it. Zayyan's gasps turned off the stove. Without waiting for long, Zayyan immediately poured the noodles into the bowl. Zayyan carried the bowl of instant noodles towards his surpet. As Zayyan walked, he stumbled over a bottle of mineral water lying on the floor. Zayyan fell down with his spilled noodles and scattered on the floor.

"Geez!" Zayyan rubbed his face. Trial always comes to him. That was the last noodle on the bushel.

Zayyan cleaned the noodles and bowl fragments on the floor while grimacing the pain of holding the pain that hit his stomach. After cleaning everything, Zayyan decided to sleep alone while holding back his hunger and increasingly agonizing stomach pain.

"May my life improve tomorrow" Zayyan murmured as she tried to enter the dreamland.

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In the morning, Zayyan improved. Zayyan went to the shop next door to buy lontong (lempeur) and also bala-bala (bakwan) to fill his starving stomach since yesterday. Zayyan turned on his laptop. He started looking for jobs in online job search applications. Zayyan submitted his application to a company that was opening a job vacancy. Zayyan had to swallow disappointment when he only found very few job openings in online portals. How not a little, all businesses are currently slumped because of the outbreak of covid. Almost all companies in various sectors were paralyzed by the virus that originated in Wuhan. Moreover, the lockdown/PSBB policy aggravates the situation.

Zayyan just sighed. The obstacles to finding a job will be very difficult for him to go through. But Zayyan must be patient and continue to live. He must not give in to a destiny that is not on his side.

Day after day Zayyan went through by applying for jobs via online. For daily needs, Zayyan has sold his latest i*phone phone and bought a simple android phone. Most importantly Zayyan can communicate even though he is confused about who to communicate with. Everyone seems to be getting away from him. Zayyan's mobile phone sales money is used for supplies as long as he has not got a job. The day Zayyan was waiting for arrived. One company contacted him for an interview. The interview was conducted online through Zo*om. Zayyan did not want to miss the opportunity, he prepared himself as well as possible. Zayyan also dressed up neatly to be a plus in the eyes of the recruitment team.

"Are you the guy who went viral the other day because of an affair with your secretary?"

Deggs..

Shella is a nightmare for Zayyan. Zayyan replied firmly if he had ever gone viral on the video. Zayyan also considered that the case certainly had no effect on its performance. It was purely his personal business. However, in the eyes of the HRD of course it becomes a minus value, where the image of the company will fall if the community still marks Zayyan as a person who likes to cheat. Moreover, netizen 62 is being sensitive to actors and men who betray. Zayyan only resigned when HRD rejected him subtly. Refuse by saying it will contact Zayyan if needed. Zayyan knew those words well.

Not wanting to dissolve in sadness, Zayyan also photographed copies of application files that he would send directly to the company. Zayyan walked through the application to save gasoline. Driving a car is not a wise choice when he is in difficult circumstances like this. Deftly, Zayyan began keeping applications bundled with brown envelopes to companies opening lockers. Not infrequently Zayyan was expelled by the security guard because now the company does not allow foreigners to enter. This was done in anticipation that the virus did not spread in the company area. Zayyan only consoled himself that the storm was about to pass.

"That's thirsty!" Zayyan took the mineral bottled water in his bag. Of course it is refillable water because Zayyan saves by buying new bottled water.

When it was five o'clock in the afternoon, Zayyan decided to return to the contest. Zayyan hoped his efforts today would pay off. Hopefully Zayyan will get good news tomorrow about the status of his application.

Time keeps turning. The day continues to change, Zayyan money from the sale of i-phone has also been thinning. However, the call that Zayyan was waiting for had yet to come. Zayyan could not continue to stand by the circumstances. Zayyan must make a move to change his fate. Shouldn't in religion fate be changed by oneself by means of effort and prayer?

In the third night Zayyan woke up. His heart was moved to fetch water. It had been a long time since Zayyan had disobeyed his obligations. Zayyan was so bad, he remembered God when he was very pinched. But it's okay, isn't it better to be late than not? After finishing the two rakaat evening circumcision prayer, Zayyan gathered and complained to the owner of life. Zayyan cried. He asks forgiveness from the Lord of the heavens and the earth for what he has done, especially for the evil deeds that Zayyan has done with Shella. Zayyan also prayed that Keysha would be fine, considering that the medics are the vanguard in fighting the coming pandemic. Zayyan felt inappropriate when saying the name Keysha in his prayer, but Zayyan did hope his ex-wife was always in good health and did not contract the virus that has not been cured.

Zayyan fell asleep on his alphabet until he did not realize that the dawn had broken. Chickens have crowed signify everyone must start their activities. Zayyan woke up from his sleep. Zayyan immediately fulfilled his obligation of dawn prayer. After the prayer, Zayyan cleaned the house and got ready. Zayyan had no idea where his legs would be. At eight in the morning, Zayyan walked out of his contract. He looked at the side of the contract. Zayyan saw his neighbor preparing meatballs for him to sell around.

"Kang, did the meatballs make it on their own?" Zayyan asked the person who was putting sauce, soy sauce and sauce into the bottle.

"Engga, Jang. I took it from someone again!" Said the meatball salesman.

"Take it from people?" Zayyan looked curious.

"Yes, Jang. I took it from the meatballs in front" he replied.

"Where, Kang?" Zayyan seemed curious.

"Ujang want to sell meatballs too? If you want, I'll go to the house. It just so happens that the manager again needs two more people to sell his meatballs," said the meatballs trader kindly.

Zayyan immediately nodded in agreement. Of course Zayyan would not miss this golden opportunity. Zayyan would do anything to make money. Zayyan had to continue to live his life day after day.