Bloody Pesantren

Birthday Cake

...I can only smile with shame...

...When we meet...

...And you saw me meet...

...Naturally, because you made my world feel new...

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I walked slowly towards the kitchen through the living room. Now the clock has passed the number twelve last night, after a long debate with Ilham and ended because of a vase of flowers that suddenly flung and almost hit my head. He told me to go to sleep, actually there are still many questions lodged in my head, but I do not want strange things to happen again.

But there is something strange, while at home I have never seen these invisible creatures, even just the sound is not there. Am I back to normal?

Just imagine how shaken my soul was over to my sudden abnormality. Fortunately, he is still sane until now. But instead of the story of my life that I feel less sane.

"Where are you? Didn't I tell you to sleep?" Instantly I stopped my steps, it turned out that this one human had not slept. What he did in his own living room was already dimatin lights, dark. Abaghfirullah.

"Don't think about it, where are you going?" I can't believe it. This is how many times I think he can read my mind. Strange man.

"You go to the kitchen, "I answered honestly, like it's free to lie to him.

"Well?"

"you reckon? What people go to the kitchen? Like the monkey dora!"  Patience Rara, have patience. This part of his innate heart why he wants to judge mulu ama he.

Inspiration rose, with a dim light I could still see him walking over to me. My reflexes retreated following his steps.

"Eh! What's to?! Take another step forward I'll make you a pedal!" Inspiration stopped stepping just a few meters away from me.

"Night, you better sleep. Tomorrow we have to get up early. I know from yesterday you're sleep-deprived"

"You're the one who slept there! Why is it still up to this hour?" Inspiration looks at me probing. I don't want to lose, I look at him sharply, rather glaring.

After a few seconds of indistinct gazes, Ilham finally lowered his head, exhaling violently.

"What's the trouble anyway?" A second later Ilham grabbed my body, carried it back into the room. Of course, what he did surprised me.

"Hey!! Get off! Ck... How dare you... Inspiration!!" I slapped his back hard.

"Ilham!!...." With one hand left, Inspiration closed my mouth. It made my voice sink into his hands.

"Basic chatty, Shut up. Otherwise the same grandmother Adam would wake up. " He commemorates.

Care what I am. That's exactly what I want, let grandma see the behavior of her impromptu granddaughter like this.

Less asem, micin advantages. How dare he treat me like this. I just kept thrashing in his car.

"Basic bawdy! How dare you touch me! I want to chop..."

"If you still can't keep quiet, I won't let go of my hand in your mouth" I immediately stopped screaming, not because of the threat but being this close to her, make my heart like it's like it's like it's like a salto.

I immediately nodded, so that Ilham would take his hand out of my mouth.

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did you take me to my room? I told you, I'm going to the kitchen, Ilhaaaam!"

"That's why I'm nanya, what do you want? You even call me the dora monkey." I am still busy tidying up my hijab and my gown while cursing my heart, not paying attention to the question.

I was still angry mode, I did not finish thinking, what was in his mind that suddenly carried me to the room. How is my future husband, if you know his future wife has been touched like a gini.

"I'm your husband, so why do you still think of a future husband?! That must be in sight! throw that unfortunate thought!" I looked at him in wonder. Why is he who insists, I should be angry with him instead of the other way around.

But yes, too, is my husband's inspiration. Nah! I still don't accept this one-sided marriage.

"Why is it so hard to tell, just want to go to the kitchen?"

"If you can read my mind, I think so! Why is it still?! You should know bambang!" Reply furious. I'm sure he can read my mind, from some of the words that Inspiration has uttered from earlier, already able to tell me.

"Your pet?! Who's she?!"  I stared at the wrathful Inspiration, I just wanted to kill this one species. If only killing people were not sinful and did not go to hell. I did it a few minutes ago.

"Where do I want to know, what do you want to do. In your mind there is only the intention to kill me. Astarghfirullah Ra's! So you're going to the kitchen, you're going to grab a knife to kill your husband!?"

I groan in frustration

Just drown me, God. I'm sincere, ridho. Than having to deal with the same madman in front of me.

"Not satisfied to kill me? putin says I'm all crazy?..."

"Shut up!! otherwise, I really chopped you up! Keep me cardboard! Packed to antarctica! So polar bear food, will you?!" Just this time I found a man who was more fussy to wear than me.

Silent inspiration. I exhaled a rough breath. Who is the woman here exactly? Me or him?

"Yes you are, gi..."

"Shut up!" I squinted my head rough. Trying to calm down. Why did Ilham turn chatty like this feeling in the cottage he was so cool. But why now it's like mak-mak.

"I want to make a cake, Adam's birthday tomorrow. " I'd rather tell him than lose my patience and completely ignore him. Inspiration smiles knot.

"Yes is aayo. Inspiration pulled my hand out of the room.

"Eh! Where you going?!" Inspiration stopped his steps and turned his head

"She wanted to make a cake. "

"But let alone first! Not muhrim!"

"Mahram kali, not muhrim" Ilham took his hand off my hand.

"I can be alone, you better sleep!" To help him? I'm not sure the cake will be so, which there are moments I even go to the hospital because of high blood against him.

"Surely can? You've never made a cake"

"Well! Ngeremehin" To be honest I also doubt, can make a good cake or not. Usually the grandmother who made Adam cake. But Males really helped with him.

"Udah come on, thought it over" I resigned, I finally complied and followed Ilham into the kitchen. Hadepin stubborn plus chatty people turned out to taste bad. There was bittersweet interference in wanting to kill it.

I started to prepare the ingredients, thankfully grandma likes to make cakes, so for the ingredients of the cake I don't have to bother anymore to go out to buy.

"If you only want to make one cake, the flour is enough 160 grams, not most"

"Yes baffles!" I started pouring wheat flour into the container that Iluham had prepared.

"She could, why did the flour you first pour?" I looked up at Ilham in wonder.

"If it's not flour, then what?" Inspiration approached me. Take the margarine and then heat it first on the pan.

"Keep me what?" I looked at him annoyed.

"Take the empty container, put the egg, sugar, same SP. Then the mixer grew up" Despite being upset with him, I said. Instead of arguing later even his work is not complicated. Honestly my eyes are sleepy want to surf in the dreamland.

"The true mixer"

"Yes-yes! this is also the mixer has used feelings" I murmured. How to stay easy if you think gini. If the same he wants to eat people round and round. so angry just.

"The "mixer uses energy not feeling. " Ilham held the algae mixer in my hand.

I froze. Couldn't he not make my heart beat racing like this. I was about to pull my hand but Inspiration tightened his grip even more.

"Let it be like this, so you can know how to mix the right dough"

"But baby, the mode's been guessing, freelance!" Inspiration immediately took off his grasp.

"Yes, Sa-yang. Guess what. " Ilham repeated my words, by suppressing the word dear when she repeated it.

I shut up, no more words. Why is he so hobbyist to see me speechless.

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About seventy minutes passed, finally the cake we made so. Although I had to set up a lot of patience serving a chatty Ilham like mak-mak Arisan, but I was satisfied to see the results of the cake we made.

"Alhamdulillah" Lirihku happy.

"Thank you, help me" Ilam looked at me in wonder, the problem was, as long as we made the cake. I did not stop condemning him, until I intended to wrap him in cardboard ever.

"Although you're a bitch, but I should still thank you, don't geeer!"

"We put the cake in the refrigerator first.let's take it tomorrow" I nodded to take the cake that looks so good and then take it to the refrigerator.

"Have you? Now that we're asleep, you don't want to make Adam disappointed just because he's getting up late?"

"We?" I stared at the Inspiration of horror, her words were too ambiguous in my ears.

"L-yes... I mean, not room sleeping"

"Well, if you speak clearly! Basic ambiguous!"

"Emang you want? Or maybe ngarep?"

"A-aw!!"

"Ngomng what?! Ah!! Really-no!! Ni mouth wants to be slending!" I drew Ilham's ears hard, having a body shorter than him didn't keep me from harming him.

"Ouch!! I-yes sorry-sorry..." I pulled my hand rough, giving it a murderous look. Fortunately I was still good, still calm, so Ilham maih congratulations. Otherwise there are only two options for him, the hospital or the grave.

Tok.dok...

I and Ilham both turned towards the door. We asked each other through the gaze, who was the guest this night, even this was almost morning.

"Where are you going?" Inspiration pulled the tip of my hijab, got me pulled back to the back.

"Open call!" He did not want to talk to her, but his behavior for my mouth can not be brake.

"You're smart, but your brain isn't in use. Where's anyone meeting at this hour"

"Certainly?! who do you think it is? ah!" Inspiration was silent, he closed his eyes unclear.

Bodo very, I walked to open the door but she pulled back the tip of my hijab.

"Let's die Ra!" Voice's up.

"But really nice! I... uh! where you going?!" Inspiration pulls me towards the window instead of the door.

"Look!" I widened my eyes in disbelief, and I kept my mouth shut so I wouldn't make a sound.

Himmi, how could he be in front of my house. And look what he's carrying, a kitchen knife.

"That's not Himmi... I mean, there's another creature in his body. And that thing is after your life" 

I guessed it, but why?

Himmi's body was indeed slightly floating and her gaze was so empty facing the door.

Inspiration immediately pulled the curtain back.

"Why is it closed?"

"He's looking at us" I'm starting to feel a little scared.

"Is it possible he'll break the door or the window and kill me?" Inspiration shook my head, making my worry a little less.

"No, that's not what he can do in this house" I looked back at the door not far from me.

"Repeat the jasmine" Lirihku, which makes Ilham look a little stiffened.

"We better not be here, as long as the access to the house is not open, he will not be able to hurt anyone"

"What about tomorrow?"  

"You take it easy" I nodded, though I still felt the worry. Me and Ilham went back to the living room.

"You better sleep now" I was silent for a moment, how could I sleep with my heart still in this state of worry? What if that thing comes into my room, who will help me?

"Come in, I'll take care of you here" I said, I purposely left the door of my room open, making it easier for me to ask for help if something happened later.

I lay down my body, trying to fall asleep. I have to be sure nothing will happen to me or anything else.