
Two days later ....
"Well, what was yesterday? well, yes, I'm the same as singing at the cafe." Kinar tried to seduce his eldest brother after yesterday telling an offer from the man who owns the cafe D'Lilac. He put on a cute face so that Tommy would let them both sing at the cafe.
Tommy just kept quiet while finishing the tattoo design in the message of one of his customers. At first glance he glanced at Intan who was busy cleaning his tattoo machine and other equipment. The girl only spoke once after getting a job offer to become a singer at the cafe.
"The salary here is less huh, Tan?" ask Tommy suddenly.
Intan put the machine in his hand, he looked at Tommy who was still busy working on the design of the crocodile-headed dragon, out of nowhere until there was a message such a strange tattoo design.
"No Bang, it's not about the salary Intan wants to sing in the cafe, but Intan just wants to channel hobbies," replied Intan while sitting next to Tommy.
"OK, if that's the reason. Both of you may accept jobs at the cafe, except Saturday because our customers come a lot on Saturday." finally Tommy allows them both to receive jobs at the cafe mentioned by Kinar.
Intan develops a smile when he hears Tommy's answer, although Tommy does not give permission to come out on Saturday at least there is still Sunday. Tomorrow, Intan will meet with cafe owner D'lilac to negotiate his hours.
"Thank you, Bang," Intan said before returning to where he came from.
Not feeling the time indicator has been at the number eleven night, the work of tattooing two people who have been handled by other tattoo artists has finally been completed. They smiled seeing the satisfactory results he got from this studio.
"Hay beautiful, what's your name?" ask the mature man who noticed Intan from the start to get into the studio.
Intan looked at the man with a flat expression, the smile that had bloomed beautifully with Kinar was now gone.
"Intan," Intan replied briefly, he felt uneasy with the white man's flirtatious gaze.
The white man approached Intan, "You're open BO, aren't you?" whispered the man.
Intan stared intently at the man who had no manners, "sorry I have no interest in men!" sarcas Intan with his widened eyes. His right leg nudged Kinar, giving a code for him to do something as usual.
"Say, go on yuk! I miss knowing!" suddenly Kinar was twitching spoiled in Intan's arm. He acts like a spoiled woman to his partner.
"Wait a minute, dear," Intan said as she rubbed Kinar's hair affectionately.
The white man shuddered in horror at the sight of the two girls making out in front of him. He passed away without saying goodbye or greeting Intan again because the man thought Intan and Kinar were lesbian couples.
Kinar's laughter echoed in the studio when he saw the response of the man who had offered his best friend, "rasain lo, the jerk! if you're looking for an open BO, this isn't the place to be!" kinar shouted in laughter after.
Tommy shook his head looking at the attitude of his sister's bar-bars. He had already memorized Intan's tricks when there was a man who was disrespectful to him. He is not a lover of free s-e-x despite drinking alcohol, smoking, sometimes brawling and wild racing. He never drank with a male friend until drunk and unconscious because Intan was afraid to wear his own friend. He prefers to get drunk in his room alone or with Kinar.
"Bang, tonight I signed for Intan ye, said to Mamah, okay!" kinar said as he raised his eyebrows in front of Tommy.
"You want to get drunk again?" ask Tommy.
"No, but if anyone wants to, right, Tan?" kinar said while staring at Intan.
"Eh Komodo! just be careful if you ask to pour a glass!" sulk Kinar with a sour expression.
Finally, Tommy broke the fray of his two younger siblings. He immediately told the two of them to quickly return home from the studio. Not to forget Tommy put a bottle of wine in the tote bag Kinar so that they both calm down in the rented.
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The silence of the night made everyone feel calm. The sound of the night animal becomes the melody of the escort of a man sitting on a prayer mat. The man was none other than Aji, he sat cross-legged with his eyes closed to feel how calm this nature was in the third of the night.
Aji was silent without the dhikr or prayers that he used to say while meditating in the third night. Aji was calming his soul which was in a big rage these few days. Calmness no longer existed in her soul and her chosen maiden name was always dancing in her mind.
Angry, yes that's how Aji felt these few days. He was disappointed with his cousin for interfering with what should have been his. How could Aga tempt a santri like Tata? this is the big question in Aji's heart.
"Astagfirullahaladzim ...." Aji opened his eyes after the shadow of Tata's face came back to his mind. He rubbed his face with the right palm and then he moved from the top of the prayer mat.
The dim atmosphere of the room could not make Aji sleep soundly as usual, even though the clock was already at three in the morning, in fact Aji still did not sleep for a second. The sleepiness seemed to have vanished from his eyes.
"Where are you, Ta?" murmured Aji after opening the window of his room. He stared at the crescent moon in the western horizon.
Two days ago, Aji searched for Tata on social media, but he has not found an account belonging to Tata. Spreading information about Tata to his friends who are outside the city, Aji has done so he can find the girl of his choice again.
"O Allah, please take care of Tata wherever she is, reunite the servant with her, just as You brought together Adam and Eve who were once separated," murmured Aji with mixed feelings in his heart.
Anxiety continues to gnaw the heart of the dream lecturer of the students. There was regret in his heart for not proposing to Tata before he went to Egypt.
"Sign, I hope you're not married, I hope you're still waiting for me" murmured Aji with his head rested on the window frame.
"I better look for the current busyness than to keep thinking about Tata," said Aji while looking for his laptop to read the task that has been sent students via e-mail.
The gaze of the shady eyes did not turn a little from the face of the laptop that was still on until the sound of Adhan began to be heard in all directions. Aji immediately closed his laptop and began to prepare for the mosque.
"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim .." said Aji before leaving for the mosque.
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