ABHIMANYU WORLD

Chapter XXIV: Five Star Service

I slowly opened my eyes, after consciousness had gathered. Severe pain gripping the leg. Even a thumb cannot. I think I was stranded in a foreign room.

What room is this?

The room was white-walled, somewhat dimly lit by neon lights. At the end, there is a nightstand with a minimalist-style sleeping lamp. The window was covered, wrapped in emerald green curtains. Very artistic room design. Silent atmosphere, only the roar of static rotating air conditioner machine. A glass of warm tea and a plate of cold fried bananas sat in front of the eyes.

Am I dead already?

The kreeeeett!

The white painted wooden door opened. A beautiful girl entered the room with several other people. Are these the angels assigned to care for me?

Oh, it seems to be a hallucination. Of course I know those figures. They are friends of a contract. Their mouths looked happy. Ahahah! There's Dina too. His smile spread slander instantly. Time to lower your eyes.

“Alhamdulillah, you are awake ...” Doni was the first to speak.

A moment later, something painful rolled back in my brain. The moments I fell perfectly against the earth like a fallen tree. Yes, a tense night in a dark patch in the middle of the forest.

“Kok me here?” my smirk. Pain in the legs is so pronounced. I tried to sit on the bed.

“ Hey, you why yesterday? The nights run until you don't see the road. Good thing your legs just sprained. If your neck is sprained how?” ask Farhan.

“I was really surprised. Swear!” my story.

“Emang you see what?” asked Doni while holding back a laugh. Spontaneous detective soul appeared. I feel like there's something wrong with the fucking night scandal yesterday.

It must be a conspiracy!

“You're the one who took me?” accuse me of Doni. I looked at the cowboy's son cynically. Doni was unable to hold back his laughter.

The insolent!

“You too, told to wait even cool phone playing. Until I call your name you don't hear. Yes I've done it,” Doni's light.

I'm pushing the maximum. What he does is not funny, because it makes someone else hurt. Fortunately, only my legs were sprained.

“If there is anything, you are responsible! Otherwise, don't castrate you!” my threat.

“Iya .. sorry. I take responsibility. The proof is that you are now in my house. Anyway as long as you're here, it'll get five-star service. Plus-plus too. Plus beautiful nurse who is ready to serve you,” promise Doni. It was Dina who was smiling.

“Exchange position, Bi?” chirps Andre.

Basic Don Juan class shucks! It's a pretty nurse's turn to be excited!

No need to suudzonate. Believe me, if a nurse is as beautiful as Emma Watson, I will control my passions. Won't be interested. As we know, lust comes from the devil. For now, it seemed like the demons did not dare to approach.

Satan ra doyan demit ra ndulit!

Getting to know a lot of women is like a double-edged knife. On the one hand, the presence of the women would fill my lonely days, while the other side would cause a lot of trouble. Enough is the intelligence of Lusi, the softness of the barrel and the sincerity of Dahlia. No need for additional.

Women are complicated.

That's what I hear all too often. Not a personal opinion, but I've surveyed some guy friends. The majority of their opinions are the same. Pandapat our people are almost uniform about this one. I proved it too.

Women are complicated.

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Doni's promise to provide plus-plus service was not a figment. As long as I lay in his room I got a lot of five-star facilities. One of them is breakfast in bed like in a romantic drama movie scene that I have ever watched. The menu is also quite tempting to faith. There's sphagetti and sandwiches.

The totality of friends also deserves a thumbs up. In particular, Andre bought him a basket of various fruits. I was moved, though I found some rather rotten apples in it. Understandably, the one who bought is not a woman. Anyway, his intentions are paramount.

In addition, Doni unceasingly accompanies her to atone for her guilt, while eagerly reciting the fairy tales of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

The insolent! He thought I was a kid yesterday afternoon.

The most annoying thing is actually Farhan. One time when he was accompanying, he suddenly took out from the pocket of a small book. He read Surah Yasin for me!

Woee .. I'm still alive!

To heal my legs, Doni even specifically called his family's regular masseuse. A very old father. From the speech I guess he's bleeding Madura. He was ready to execute my sprained leg. The father seemed to spread terror. There is hardly a smile.

“Where is sick?” the voice of the father shook the soul.

I didn't answer, just pointing at the affected part of the leg. Immediately hold my feet swiftly. Observed. Actually, this treatment gives off an unpleasant feeling. My chest rumbled, but I wasn't in love. With a super-fast movement suddenly pulled my leg.

Klaa!

“Aaaaaaaarrrrghh!!” tarzan-style screech blends all over the house.

As a result, all residents flocked into the room. I swear, it's indescribable to the pain. I thought this man had broken his leg in two. The most annoying part of this part was when I saw Doni's smile of happiness seeing me grimacing in pain.

“It initially hurt a bit. But after this it definitely heals, Dek!” the father spoke with a thick Madurese accent.

I hope what he says is true.

After such an unforgettable experience, I felt comfortable. The feet are starting to move. You can even walk outside the room.

My leg recovery was welcomed with joy as a newly arrived American war veteran from Vietnam.

“Wah, ready to go back to Surabaya!” bring Andre.

Apparently Andre was already agitated during his time here. Understandably, he was separated from his earthly paradise. Every day he spends time watching TV.

Even so, it is not only Andre who is afflicted by boredom. To be honest, even though the service I got was five-star equivalent, I still missed the scent of the rented room. Nothing to eat with a menu that is far from four healthy five perfect as long as it is in its own place. The rented room is a true symbol of independence. There I am free to express myself without worrying about being known to others.

Ah, I miss my room.

Farhan also looks to have started at the saturation point. Job filling studies in Surabaya is waiting. And that job means money. Unfortunately, the money coffers are mostly in the form of boxed rice. Whatever, he should be grateful for whatever he gets. Dawah is a noble work.

Based on a small discussion, we will soon return to Surabaya. The holidays are actually less than a week away. Unfortunately, there is still a lot to be done. Surabaya, means real life. We will soon duel again with a dizzying array of tasks. After all, it was a consequence that we had to face.

That's life.

Doni chose to stay. Of course we can't prevent it. Family togetherness is above all else. So, the three of us will return to Surabaya.

This new year's holiday is an important lesson for me, although the impression is not too good. In any case, each event brings an important lesson behind it. There is wisdom I can draw from the events I just experienced. Maybe this will benefit everyone in the future.

The important lesson is: Think more realistically!

Already understand there is a goat roll waiting, even looking for disease waiting for people to defecate in the middle of the forest.

So, whatever I accept this as a consequence. Maybe Dahlia would sneer if she knew of my condition like this while saying,” Hence, say the old man was obedient ..”

I'll accept it Kanjeng Queen Dahlia!

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