ABHIMANYU WORLD

Chapter LXXVIII: Am I Evil?

Before the dawn of Azan reverberated, I had opened my eyes. My body was a bit shivering due to the influence of the room temperature that dropped drastically. It's not uncommon to sleep with this kind of air conditioning. Existing, in the contract is very sultry, so it must be half naked while sleeping.

I looked to the side.

Loh, why isn't Vina there? Where did the little princess go?

The heart beats rapidly for a moment. Afraid that she might be kidnapped while sleeping. It may be too much worry, but it can happen. Mekin too much influenced the movie scene, so until carried away in real life.

The hour hand just docked at three in the morning. To go back to sleep, I can't. My brain is still full of thousands of questions about the murmur that's going on in this house. Unimaginable burden of the heavy mind of Bu Roffi, to recklessly fill his stomach with sedatives. I'm worried that it will be dragged even further in his life. Though from the beginning I have tried to avoid this soap opera-style household drama.

I slowly opened the bedroom door, peering into the silent living room. The lights are still turned off, a sign that the occupants are still asleep in a dream. I'm going to put manusawi's hajat into the bathroom. Understandably, this cold like this makes the bladder feel full, thrashing to be emptied.

The bathroom was next to the kitchen, so I had to settle down to get there, afraid to wake the other residents up.

I don't know why I feel so scary. Bu Roffi's house is filled with ornaments that make a little goosebumps. The collection of dolls stored in the glass cabinet seemed to be watching my movements. Fortunately, the faces of the doll look funny, unlike Chucky who is creepy.

After doing hajat, I went out of the bathroom. Almost the heart was dislodged when he saw a woman standing near the sink of the dishwasher.

“Bulek Sur makes you surprised!” my broom.

“Kok is up, Mas?” reply Bulek Sur.

“Iya Bulek's. In a very cold room. I just want to pee it feels. If my room is hot, it's not like here,” I said.

“Sama Mas's. I also can't sleep with AC. Keep it back. If you ride in the car too. The window should be opened wide. If you use AC easily drunk,” said Bulek Sur.

“Oya, Bulek. Where is Vina not? Didn't you sleep with me?”

“Tadi Vina woke nyari Mamahnya. Keep going there. Now sleep in Ms. Roffi's room. Kasian bulek see the Vina ..” sigh Bulek Sur.

“Lha why to Bulek?”

“For his parents he was so confused. Choose your father or mother. Children do not understand adult affairs. I want to see my mom and dad together. I was sad to see Vina. Her mother was busy. Everyday play is the same as me ..”

Bulek Sur's eyes suddenly glazed when telling a story. Maybe he was too dear to Vina, so Vina was considered his own child. In the heart also appears pity. But I promise you, once I get out of this house, I don't want to know anything about what's going on. Trauma feels like being accused of being a mistress or something. I'm not that kind of man.

The plan is, I'll leave as soon as I don't wait for Ms. Roffi to wake up. I told Bulek Sur. Even though Bulek Sur prevented, I remained on the stand. I take a shower and get ready to go to the office. No matter what day it is still so early. Even outside it is still a bit dark.

“Ndidn't wait for breakfast first Mas? Bulek make it first huh?” tawar Bulek Sur's.

“Ndon't do it, Bulek. Buy it at the office. Later say my regards to Bu Roffi and Vina, if I go first.”

“Lha later to the office by opo?”

“Easy is Bulek! Wong lots of public transportation through the front of the office!”

“Kok once a morning, Mas?” ask Mr. Atmo.

“Iya Sir. Wake up,”, I replied.

I went straight to the quiet office. Usually early in the morning like this Tia has also come. But today, I preceded Tia. The office room is completely empty. No one was there except me. Instead of no work, I went around from desk to desk, looking at the workplaces of office colleagues.

Arriving at Mr. Imron's desk, I paused for a moment. On the table was a chocolate-covered agenda book. Somehow out of deep curiosity, I opened the agenda book to peek at the little secret inside. Justright. In the middle courtyard, I found a photo of Ms. Roffi with a heart sign pierced by an arrow.

Oh, so this is why Mr. Imron hates me so much. He must have considered me his toughest rival. Maybe because he put his heart on Ms. Roffi, his chance was lost after I came. I get it now. In my heart, pity also on that weathered bachelor.

Alright.

If that's the case, I'll try to stay away from Ms. Roffi and let Mr. Imron get close to her. Maybe now Miss Roffi doesn't have the slightest taste with Mr. Imron. But his name is a soul mate who knows? Javanese proverb says ‘Witing tresno jalaran soko kulino’ or more or less artinta is a sense of like starting from a habit. One day, it could be that Bu Roffi's heart will be melted to see the seriousness of Mr. Imron.

Unfortunately, I don't agree that Mr. Imron is Vina's future stepfather. Poor that little girl. If Mr. Imron were his father, I wouldn't be sure that man could understand and make him happy. Besides, I see a pretty significant age difference. It could be that Vina will call Mr Imron as ‘Mbah Kung’ or grandfather.

“Eh, Mr. Abi. How come it's come? Tumben?” suddenly Tia's voice startled me.

I hurriedly closed the book with a smile.

“Againly want to leave in the morning anyway Tia,” replied me.

“What is Bu Roffi's situation, Sir?” ask Tia.

“Alhamdulillah good with Tia. Just need a break,” continued me.

Tia immediately carried out the task with passion. So deftly clean the floor, then tidying the table and wiping all dusty items. In my heart I thought, perhaps the work that puts forth energy looks happier than the work that requires the brain.

An example is Tia.

After he finished his task, he definitely thought of nothing more. He stayed resting, lying down in front of the TV while eating a snack. While the work that uses the brain, will certainly continue to force us to think, what tomorrow will do? Sometimes the thought haunts the night sleep. Eating so bad, because keep thinking about the work that never ends.

Such is.

All humans have their own sustenance, so I just resigned my fate. Everything is determined.

Light jokes were made to Tia, and the girl seemed enthusiastic. The office seemed to belong to both, because the others still had not arrived. I tried not to get too close, to avoid Tia getting carried away. Thankfully when Mr Imron came, conditions were already conducive.

I'm trying to forget about all the problems involving Ms. Roffi. Let the woman sail her own ocean. My path is still long.

Am I evil?

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