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Alvin then turned to staring at the conductor who was charging the fare on the passengers.
"Please dong, later if it's already until Jakarta I change it twice deh." the girl again said while holding Alvin's hand.
Alvin who felt uncomfortable immediately let go of the girl's hand. He clucked inwardly, as the girl indulged his arrogance, promising a double return.
He thinks I'm a double eye, inner Alvin.
"Well?" pinta the conductor who was already in front of the girl.
Alvin took his wallet in his pants pocket, fortunately, he brought enough money to provide himself while living in Jakarta.
He took out a few pieces of money in his wallet, then paid the fare of his and the girl beside him.
"Thank you, yeah. May I ask for her postel number," said the girl cheerfully.
Alvin slightly distanced his body from the girl, he then shook his head.
"I don't have a cell phone" he replied.
"God, you don't have a cell phone yet? I can't believe it, you must be lying, right? Just tell me if you don't want to give me your phone number" accuse the girl.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" he continued, while bringing his body closer to Alvin's body.
Alvin further pressed his body to the side, with a raging mind, irritated, angry, and surprised he felt at once.
Astagfirullah, can't she behave like a normal woman? Why are there bar-bar women like this? inner Alvin.
Alvin finally raised his hand and pushed the woman's shoulder, until she sat straight back in place.
"I don't have a cell phone and I don't have a boyfriend!" press Alvin, staring at the girl's eyes.
"One more, please keep your distance from me. Appreciate your body as a woman who must be cared for, there could be men who will use you, if you carelessly behave like that," continued Alvin again.
He tidied up his slightly messy shirt then sat back down quietly, with a chest-side-up and closed his eyes.
There's-there, just leaving the village already have to face a girl like this. Alvin murmured in his heart.
The girl seemed to blink softly, looking at Alvin's face with a look of wonder. Just this time he got a reprimand from an unknown man.
Dih, this is a really mean guy! Pake took care of my body all. grumbled the girl in the heart.
"Don't be nasehatin-assured, I'm used to being that way, so far there's nothing like you!" the girl rebutted, with a voice that sounded a little nervous.
"Certainly you're a child of pesantren output huh? You fucking assholes!" keep the girl again.
Alvin did not reply, he turned a blind eye again, in order to avoid unnecessary debate along with the chatty girl beside him.
Ck, pretend to sleep, not really cool! the inner girl then sat firmly in her place without bothering Alvin again.
"Based on cocky!" decak the girl again, staring cynically at Alvin.
Alvin, who heard all the girl's words, just kept his eyes closed, unwilling to make up for it.
After a few hours passed, now Alvin was willing to reach his place down. He saw the girl beside him still asleep.
Without waking him Alvin out of the chair he was sitting in and then stood up and put his backpack back on.
He walked up to the door near the driver, then waited for the right position.
"Left!" he shouted, after arriving at his dismissal.
Alvin finally came down regardless of the girl sitting next to him.
The sleeping girl suddenly woke up because her shoulder was grabbed by someone who was walking towards the door.
He was surprised to see the bench next to him was empty.
"Geez, where is he going? How come there is nothing?!" tanyanya, while circulating his gaze looking for the existence of Alvin.
"Gosh, why doesn't he wake me up if he wants to go down, I'll still have a debt to him!" said the girl.
"Hey wait!" the girl shouted, standing up.
"Sir driver, stop here!" added again.
Meanwhile, Alvin did not take the girl's screams at all, he immediately asked for the cost of the base motorcycle to drive her to the destination, after which he prepared to leave the place.
The girl got off as soon as the bus stopped not far from where Alvin was getting off just a moment ago.
"Where is he? How come there's no one?" the girl asked, spreading her gaze where she had seen Alvin.
"Zinc, ojek?" ask one of the base motorcycle taxi drivers who are there.
"Sir, the man who got off the bus here, where are you going?" ask the girl.
"It looks like we got on the motorcycle, Neng. Neng, would you like to take the ojek too?" ask the taxi driver.
"No, Sir. I'm picked up" replied the girl.
"Ye, tell dong from earlier!" grumble the carpenter, while returning to his place.
The girl was just being indifferent while staring at the base object was strange.
Dih, from now on I did not call him, the inner girl, then turned her attention back to the phone in her hand, to contact someone who would pick her up.
Moments later a car was seen stopping in front of the girl.
"Neng Jani, I'm sorry you're late." A middle-aged man looked out and greeted the girl by the name of Jani.
"It's okay, Mang. I was wrong, playing change of place down, fortunately not far away," replied Jani.
The middle-aged man opens the back door of the car to Jani.
"Thank you, Mang" Jani said, as he got into the car.
"Yes, Neng, why don't the tumbens go down in the usual place?" asked the middle-aged man, after sitting in the steering chair.
"So I forgot not to bring a wallet, kept helping men. But, he came down here as I slept, so I followed, ", Jani explained.
"Keep now where he is, Neng. Let me change the money first."
"That's it, Mang, I lost track of him!" pissed Jani.
"What's his name, Neng?"
"Do not know!"
"Neng, didn't ask her name?" Driver Jani frowned.
"Oh yeah, why did I forget to ask her name?" Jani patted her forehead, feeling annoyed at herself.
"Oh yeah, how else, we better go home, pity mom has been very worried the same, Neng Jani," said the driver, who was immediately embraced by Jani.
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Ojek, boarded by Alvin, has now arrived in front of a large enough building, he then paid the cost of ojek first.
"Thank you, sir," he said.
Upon seeing the carpenter leave, Alvin let out a long sigh, before entering the building.
There was a sense of tightness in his heart, every time he came to that place. Even though the longing feels very big there.
Slowly Alvin began to enter the building, with a heart that was timed, and a heart that was ready to accept whatever was going on in there.
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Sometimes we feel offended or humbled by the small words of someone who has absolutely no intention of offending and demeaning us.