Between Enemies and Mates
Necil Man
After lunch, Historia felt a bit full in her stomach. Drowsiness was also no less come, it felt like wanting to sleep
although it's getting late afternoon. The Historia rests on Jake's left shoulder.
“How much is this?” jake asked insinuating Historia wanted to sleep in
afternoon time.
“Isn't this already 3 hours?” History Gumam.
“You are wrong, it is now half five.” Answer Jake
without any expression.
“Hah? is that right?” Historia was shocked.
“Indeed why?” Jake's running cold.
“I have to go home like this.” Historia's a little nervous.
“Indeed you have a job, look panicked so?” Jake
still asked in a relaxed tone.
“Not..L'm...I want bobok.” Historia looked left right
like a confused person.
“Hah” Jake was confused, “Hahahha..” Jake laughed hard
like laughing Historia, and not realizing it.
“Why laugh?” Historia is confused.
“There are people at 6pm sleeping?” muttered Jake.
“Ada.” Answer History.
“Who?”
“I'm alone.” Now Historia threw her joke.
Jake laughed again, even for a little while. He was finally silent
any more. His view was straight towards the Social Political faculty building.
“Street there, yuk!” Jake pointed at the Fisip Building
the one in front of him.
Historia is now looking towards the Fisip Building. For the college community
maybe, the Fisip building seems quite haunted. There have been many rumors
tells that the building fisip many mythical figures
it's gruesome. One of them is located in the south aisle of the Fisip Building,
known to be very quiet. Many sightings begin people walk
alone in all-black clothes, the figure of a white woman likes to fly
all along the bathroom. Especially the atmosphere of the building at that time
it's so quiet.
“Do not, Jake!” Historia refused for no reason.
“Why?”
“Say the fisip building is haunted.” Sahut History.
“Who said? Said You? Just now?” Jake's curious.
“Not my word but, Said My Friend.” Answer Historia
trying to convince Jake.
“Yes, indeed everyone can be trusted raw-raw.”
Jake eventually refutes Historia's remarks and stands up to walk
towards the Fisip Building which was a hundred meters ahead of him.
“Jake, wait!” The history also comes from behind.
All buildings majors will be locked by security guards, hours
seven nights. Unless there's a class event, or something. But, uh,
if there may not be any activity, the building has been quiet since 3 pm, there are only a few majors, which are still active
and that only activated a few students.
Jake and Historia step on the cold and fresh grass
green field, feet also feel moist even though covered by pads
shoes, but still the rest of the former dew was able to change
their leg mood is getting colder. Unwittingly They
finally arriving at the hard ramps, was the paving ground. Jake and
Historia no longer felt the green softness of the grass.
The 3-story Fisip building is still wide open, nothing
one human being was in that building at the entrance gate
still open. Maybe the department still gives a chance
for anyone to enter. Jake walks alone and follows Historia
from behind down inside that social political building and
greeted by the north hallway on the first floor.
“Jake, just go home!” tell Historia from behind Jake.
Jake turned his back, a little confused
the expression of the lover he had only known some time ago was.
“What do you mean?” concluded Jake.
“Come we go home!” it seems like the Historia's call is so serious.
“Why should you be afraid, while I'm here looking after you.”
“Keep, do you want What goes into this Building?” Historia
seriously make.
“Indeed why? No can? Or, are you scared?” Jake
asked ketus.
Historia finally chose to be silent, not answering any questions
from Jake's mouth. Walking up to Jake's side, we're enjoying the flow
It felt so beautiful walking the two across the quiet groove,
being watched by dozens of CCTV Cameras that peek at them
both from all directions. Although Historia's heart was a little restless, because
be aware of an unsupportive situation.
A mystical aura began to be felt, all over the arms of Historia began
standing up full of fear.
“Jake, I'm scared!” Historia is getting anxious.
“Hah? Not that I told you, if there's anything. Say
just to me, and I'll take care of you.” Firm Jake.
“Just go home yuk!” Historia kept asking to go home.
“After all it's late afternoon, I'm afraid that we're late.”
Complain Historia.
“Sebentar.” Jake's got Historia.
Suddenly Jake ran away leaving Historia, Historia immediately screamed in fear. And screamed with all his might.
“Jake...Jake's...Jake,”
The position of Historia was indeed a bit far from the exit, running
maybe it could, but considering Historia is a
a woman who is weak, and powerless to express her emotions.
The Historia sat there screaming like a child, and Jake
even make jokes.
Historia can't be, Historia must be strong, Historia must not be
dissolves in its weakness. Historia must stand, and stand Historia ran towards the south aisle which she said was haunted. Historia
didn't realize that part was so haunted, but never
giving up the state, Historia must be brave, eliminate negative thoughts
the head of Historia. Not knowing where Jake is, Historia is desperate
go into the woman's bathroom and yell repeatedly
name of Jake...Jake's.....
There was one small door passageway, which contained various tools
cleanliness. Historia sees a leg with jeans, and
shoe boat. Who is He, but Historia heard a little laughter
small from behind that leg.
“Jake, are you here?” shouts Historia.
It turns out that figure is Jake. With that laugh, that,
Jake laughed loudly.
“Come for a walk!” haggle Jake again.
“Streeting continues, indeed you do not know this if you have
afternoon, how?”
“We to Night Market.” Jake Sahut.
Historia seems to be starting to lazily respond to Jake's remarks,
he turned his eyes away, and Jake smiled
widths.
“Back comedy swivel?” bargain Jake.
“No likes.”
“Fine odong-odong.” Bring Jake again.
“Same, don't like.”
“see demon barrel?” bargain Jake again one last time.
“Hah..get so much of it.” Historia was pleased, the effect is Historia
he likes to see the bike even though he can't ride the bike.
Eventually, they both dropped out of the political social class,
heading out of the building. Jake's motorcycle happens to be located far away from
Fisip building, but what's wrong they walk together enjoy
the beauty of both of them stared at the sinking sun
slowly.
Once on Jake's bike, Jake immediately gave him the helmet
the head of Historia.
“ready?” ask Jake.
“Already.”
Historia hugs Jake firmly in the belly, though not Jake's.
But Historia insists on hugging Jake. Strong grip from the palm
his hand made Jake a little painful.
“Why do you grip me firmly?” Jake looked at
back slightly.
“ohhh..sorry I forgot.”
Historia began to reduce her grip.
Jake tightened his bike, speeding away.
Forced Historia to release her hand and hold onto the iron
backside. It's a little groggy, but Historia can't be fussy. Historia
I don't want to trouble a man who will accompany him.
As the day went into the night, the market started to get crowded.
