A DEEP WOUND

Feel Guilty

 

Sundays. Where cleaning costs or sleeping better. Especially if there is a television and only alone in the room. Very comfortable, feels like this world is just mine. Added again with a variety of snacks that I have purchased to fill the holiday.

Still early in the morning, the clock shows eight o'clock less. When I want to close my eyes. There was a knocking on the door. I don't know who came in this early morning. Just bothering people. When I opened it, a man stood up.

 

"Excuse me, ma'am" said someone standing in front of my boarding house.

"Yes. Why, Sir?"

"Is there food, ma'am? Manda Ramdhani's sister, right?"

"Yes. Sir. I'm on my own."

The brother then gave a parcel containing a box. It turned out to be a food box.

 

I took the food with doubt. Hah, this morning someone sent me some food. Waduhhh masi this morning there is a rhizki noplok. I smiled broadly at him.

"Makasi, yes, sir," I said to the food delivery brother who was none other than a member of Go-food.

Soon I went inside to open the food. And the contents of a rice along with the condiment duck along with sambal. The smell made my saliva unable to eat anymore.

 

When I wanted to eat it, I saw the rice. Think about who this food is from. I stopped wanting to eat it. I remember the words of Salsa if later this rice also dipelet can be chili.

 

I turned back on my bed and turned on the television. Because it was already awake, so these eyes felt unable to be closed again.

 

Tok .. tok .

 

The sound of the door again. Again, I need to wake up. Who else is coming. This Sunday my calm was completely disturbed.

"Assalamu'alaikum ...!" salsa shouted in excitement in front of me.

"Huh. Salsa," said my taget to see Salsa coming. And it seems, this holiday really can't be used for me as a santuy time.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?" salsa's reprimand broke my reverie.

"Oh. I-iya in, Sa."

Salsa then went into my modest cost. He brought me a parcel.

"What's this?" my many frowns.

"It's open, it doesn't take much" Salsa replied. Then I opened the food box which turned out to be a fried rice with beef eggs. Quite simple, but the smell has made drooling.

"This is for me?" ask again.

"No. Make a cat," replied Salsa grinning to see me. "Why, really, often repeat the question. Yes it is for you, for whom else to continue."

 

I swung my mouth before answering Salsa's question again. "Yeeee I'm just the name. What's wrong too. Uh, but the makasi yes dear. You are the best friend in the world."

 

"Iiihhhh really is a person. Okay, equally. Now you eat the fried rice, I hope you like it. I made it."

"How's it feel? delicious huh?" salsa asked to see me.

I tried to swallow the fried rice that tastes erratic. Because Salsa was my best friend, I tried to answer so that his heart would not be offended. "Mmmm .. e-excellent really, Sa. Haduhhhh is so good."

"Waaahhhh .. means I can cook dong. Come here Riko's sister if the food chips I made were never praised. Tomorrow I try to make again, who knows Riko like my cooking this time."

Gosh darn. I was silent to Salsa's words. If only he had made food for Riko's sister. Surely his brother will eat his cooking. It will happen if I lie to him. I die tomorrow if I get reprimanded.

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"This is what, Da?" salsa asked who saw the rice box delivered by an unknown person. The sender does not exist.

Fortunately I was hungry, so forced to swallow it. And when I tried to eat fried rice that I thought was not good. Salsa opened the box.

"Well what's food?" salsa said confusedly and then looked at me. Give a code nod to who has the food.

"That's. Before you came there was a food delivery brother here. He's got a lot of names I keep saying there's rice. Yes, I'll take it."

"From who?" salsa asked me again.

"That's it, Sa. I didn't pass much to his driver. Hunt him away."

"Kok you want, anyway, nerima that way. We don't know where it came from. What if the poison was put?" salsa said a little annoyed to see me.

I tried to swallow the fried rice I ate. "You are, Sa. Thought it was far away. Cook someone who wants to ruin me. I've never had an enemy while living here."

"That's what you think. If anyone doesn't like you. How's it?" salsa asked, raising her shoulders. "We never know the bad or good people to us, Manda. I know you're a good person, but all you need to remember is as good as any of us in the world. There must be people who don't like us."

"Yes. I know, but this is. Hadehhh, Sa. I'm bad with you," I said as I got up to get some drinking water. Then sit back near Salsa.

"Lohs. How not to be killed?" salsa asked, looking at the endless fried rice for me to eat.

"Haduuhh I am full, Sa. I'll be .. abisin again. No more lapers, right," I replied grinfully. Actually, I want to say that the fried rice brought is not good.

 

However, because of friends. I'm trying to keep Salsa feeling. No way, I made him sad because he said the food was not good.

After eating I tried to sit back in front of the television again. And watching a cartoon show that amuses me enough. While Salsa was busy playing his mobile phone.

Only silence is in my boarding house without me and Salsa discussing this again.

 

"We go out, yuk, Da," said Salsa breaking the silence between us.

"Where?" manyline secret. Males was invited out.

"Streetings. Bosen is here. Cook, we're just sitting there."

"I'm males out again, Sa. You're the one who goes for a walk."

"Yahh .. you are. Why did I come here if the edges go for a walk alone."

"Who told you not to tell me first. So I can get ready. Here you go straight here without any rain."

"Cock rain wind? what's the haul?" salsa asked and I saw that she was starting to beteq with me.

"I mean you don't have any notice or message me if you want to come here. This is not. You come straight away. Thankfully I was in the room. What if I don't exist, it's useless to be here."

"Hmmm. It's up to you, Manda," replied Salsa somewhat annoyed at me. I saw him sing his mouth for arguing with me.

He also leaned back against the wall and focused again playing his cellphone.