A FOOL! WHEN ARE WE GONNA MEET?

Blacky

A week had passed quickly.After several days of being depressed in the house, I returned to this solitude. At first it only wanted to go home for 3 days, but for some reason that always makes me sick, forced to stay for a week at home. Finally I was able to breathe again, while tracing the streets of Banjarmasin city, towards the broken kosan.

Do you remember the money I gave you that night? the money is now gone. All the money goes to pay the debt and buy fuel for charcoal production. I wasn't angry or disappointed, because my father didn't use the money as I wanted, I was too flat to take a dizzy about the money.

Dad was a small-time businessman, who worked in the field of charcoal production. Tau arang right? fuel to burn satay and various types of cooking or anything related to baking.

He struggled in the field of business that was more than my age now, but still that's his income. Not because of what, but because in one burning charcoal is only enough to eat everyday. There are many people, who can be said by investors, invite father to produce in large quantities. But his name is also father, where he wants to be a money-making machine for others, while his life is still adrift in the midst of technological advances.

My father's principle is the same, 'Don't ever want to be a slave to other people's money, at the expense of yourself'.that is, let us be small entrepreneurs, as long as the results can be felt by ourselves. not like other big businessmen who have to share the hard work of his sweat with others involved in the business he runs.

"Sleeping?" I said when Gafar's motorcycle stopped in front of the boarding fence

"Where do I know!!" he said after I got out of the vehicle

"Maybe out again! oh yeah.. here's to buy gasoline!!" I said hand him a 50-thousand note

"Hehehe... often like this!!" he said wide

"Hehehe..it's so good!!" my cynic opened the fence

"go back first... Ahhhlaam!!" he said he turned the motor back on

"Wa'alaikumsalam! be careful on the street." I said after kissing her hand.

After Gafar's brother disappeared in front of there, I immediately stepped into the boarding yard which somehow felt gripping. When opening the boarding door the atmosphere felt more creepy, I felt a little uncomfortable with this kosan. What because I have not met for a week, so this haunted feeling kos emanated to welcome me.

"Allahuakbar..make a surprise!!!" pissed me off at the phone that suddenly got a phone call

"Assynoltom... Ru! When do you come home?" ask the Goddess across the phone

"We are again nongki at the campus Deket cafe. if you are not tired of just coming here!" invite Goddess

"Gue's tired..I'm sorry I can't get together!" I said, turning the room key

"Okeh yes already... happy rest, say... muaach!!!" call ends unilaterally

"Hah tired of it." I said immediately threw myself into the bed.

This room has changed a little since I left, some things look to slide a little from its place. Maybe this boarding demon is being ignorant these few days, so it's fiddling with my stuff.

"Meongg.." the blacky who rose from his sleep immediately approached me.

"Black.. Why are you fat?" I just saw her body getting bigger

"Meongg.." he said and looked at me.

"Where do I understand Lo!!" I said and immediately put my face on the pillow

Now Blacky understands better if I don't like his potent attitude, maybe because he also knows if I don't like him, so he'll just sit near me with the distance that always does. Just a few inches away from my place there must be Blacky sitting facing me. Like now, he was busy lying down while looking at me who was mentally and physically exhausted.

Suddenly Blacky stood with his tail sticking straight up to the corner of my room. He started meowing ferociously as if he was expelling someone in the corner of the room. I sat watching Blacky's extremely macho reaction, occasionally stealing glances at me. It was as if I had a bad feeling I immediately came out of the room, leaving Blacky busy crashing into void space.

It looked like I was fighting with something, but I didn't know what or who Blacky was playing with claws, which I was obviously horrified of myself. After Blacky was silent, I came closer to him, and I was shocked. There were several parts of his body that were injured, and a very severe one was on his forehead that was spitting out the fresh blood of his animal.

"Young..." Blacky seemed to say if it was safe now, maybe he was smiling too

I went back to the bed, to relax my body back after straining a while ago. For blacky let him be like that, later there will also be someone who will treat the wound. Only one makes me sure that this black cat is not an ordinary cat, that is, because he never licked himself like an ordinary cat and all this time he never had a litter. Whether it's another one or something, I obviously don't care.