Bloody Pesantren

Comfortable Start

Already trying to shake things up

but fate is back to playing

that's true

the world is a stage

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"Yahoo!!!" Shouted growling. It's still a blind morning like this, but he's already made my vocal cords have to go the extra mile. I don't know, even though now I know Inspiration is Sister Revelation. But my mouth still called him Ilham.

You're comfortable with that call. wkwkw

"Ilhaaaa-!!"

"What the hell, Ra?" Ilham immediately stopped my shouting event which might soon damage his eardrum. Fortunately he quickly appeared, otherwise one complex would wake up with my voice, even though the distance of the neighboring house was quite far.

I looked at him annoyed, In fact the clock was still showing at 4 am, 4 am the driver, and I shouted vaguely at this hour. Why does Ilham hobby once make me like a tarzan rough.

"Where is my toothbrush?! Odol! The soap! The towel! The comb! Ck, where's my toiletries Ham?!" I cried out in frustration, everything concerning the toiletries suddenly disappeared from its place. Who else would have taken it if it wasn't him. Not soudzon, I'm just guessing.

"Ra, what's up screaming?" Grandma approached still with a bright bandage.

"Ilham Grandma, she's hiding Rara's toiletries!" Accuse me.

"Totally Ham?" Inspiration shook innocently to make me even more furious.

"Ra, it's not good to accuse people without evidence. It can lead to slander"

"No credit?! If not, I sit down again!" I did not heed Grandma's words, my annoyance had reached the end of my throat.

"I didn't take it or hide it, Ra. The toiletries are still safe there" Ilham pointed towards the living room.

"See, if anything is missing!" Threatening me then walking towards the living room, my bathing activity must be delayed because of this annoying human being.

"Where's Ham?!" I shouted from inside the guest room, The thing I was looking for did not meet.

"In the bathroom!" Inspiration raised his voice.

The Bathroom?

How do I feel something is wrong? I rushed to open the bathroom door and got all my toiletries there.

"Yahoooooooo!!!" I was furious with this one human, I immediately ran out, carrying all my belongings there. Of course they're not okay.

"Ra, you better knowjud, ask God to let your voice volume put on the medium level only.so as not to hurt the ears" Ilham looked at me irritatedly.

"What are all my things in the bathroom?!"

"Yes take a shower! Ra why are you so hard to think about at home?"

"What!?" Inspiration closed his ears again.

"It's you, yeah!" I went to him immediately, he must be taught a little lesson.

"Miss, please save the life of Inspiration" Ilham immediately hid behind Grandma, making it hard for me to hit her.

"Use hide! Here's the responsibility!"

"What did I do to you?" The head of Inspiration poked while revealing his innocent face.

I closed my eyes neutralizing the blood that was about to rise to the crown, I forgot to talk to a human whose brain was sliding 90 degrees.

Grandma laughed at my behavior and inspiration. Is anything funny?

"Yes you're funny" I gawked at Grandma, as well as Inspiration.

"Grandmother so remember when young first, your grandfather also megegegemesin kayak Ilham. Often teased Grandma kayak gini"

Stirring? Not wrong? I think I should buy some new glasses for Grandma. Model man Ilham spelled out. That face of jahannam.

"Grandfather you were..."

"Well, long-term" cut me off before Grandma starts her nostalgia. I've even memorized the plot of the story Grandma is going to tell you now. So often the story was made dongen sleep delivery me first as a child even now. And I'm sure Adam accepted the same fate as me.

"Rara wants to take a bath first Nek, then go to dawn" said my words soon then passed.

"Ilham went to the room first, Grandma" was stunned to see me and Ilham left her. I'm sure Ilham already knew what Grandma was like when she started telling stories.

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"Make ap-ooh!" 

"Eh, sorry, sorry. Some things really make people shocked!" Ilham was still grimacing, holding his head that had been hit by the lid of the pot in my hand. Rasain, who told ngagetin.

"Wanna try?" I bargained, however, that I felt guilty for making his head stop.

"This, what?" Ask again. I threw out the bowl I just filled.

"Banana soup with casava with javanese sugar and with sauce co-."

"Say collect, very ribet" I sing my lips, for Inspiration cuts my words.

"I'm having trouble translit using google, you even nyerocos say collect"

"Partially, a simple one. Even gribbling themselves. The shape is not clear. Here I try!"

"Not so!" I immediately pulled my hand away from Ilham. Don't expect me to love her after she dashed my hopes. Does he not know how difficult nranselit on google it is like. I have to wait until I turn into catwomen first, then can accents the words to be true. And now he's like this, how come there's his nyesek in giniin.

"Didnit! I don't want to give! Inspiration!!" Free, the bowl has now changed hands. Why didn't I put the poison in, let him OTW die.

Although still upset, I still pay attention to his expression, hopefully my homemade collection is good.

"Why?" I saw Ilham wrinkling his forehead.

"You forgot to put sugar in, huh?"

"Ah? what do you think the color is from what? that's brown sugar!"

"But not sweet, Ra" I stared at the bowl confused, I'm sure I've put enough sugar.

"Here, I try" I don't want to be too curious. I put a spoonful of the broth into my mouth, permeating every taste that began to spread on my tongue.

"Sweet, your mouth is bitter!" I don't think, Kolek as sweet as Ilham said not sweet. I think I should get him to check his tongue out at the doctor.

"Times?" Inspiration took the spoon that I was wearing, then scooped up the soup again.

"Eh, yes. How to be sweet?" I was stunned to see his smile. I hurriedly turned my eyes towards the bowl. I know it's just her wits, where there's a sense of collectibles can be fickle.

"Udah pinter cook it turns out" Ilham's next hand gently stroked my head covered with hijab before he went to bring a bowl containing the collection I gave earlier. She left, but her smile didn't.

"Yes, God. Why gini gnarly" I hold my roaring chest. I rubbed my cheek from earlier feels hot. If I think gini continues, can melt the heart adek, bang.

Instead of thinking that is not clear, I better get ready, soon I will return to the cottage. That's why I make a collection, so souvenirs for room friends later.

I pretended not to see Ilham who was sitting in the living room, stay focused Ra, do not think of anything. Know for yourself how Inspiration, the mind is still in the subconscious even though he knows.

"Uh..." I exhaled a sigh of relief, having managed to enter the room without his chattering sound.

"Udah dong, don't beat the gini" I told myself.

"Eh, but if you don't, die dong?" I started to get confused with my own thoughts.

My focus was shifted by the sound of the handpone that read, of course it was my handphone. Eralat, Grandma's handpone that I borrowed when I went home, because in fact I rarely hold the flat object even though it was a long holiday.

"Hallo, Assalamu'alaikum. With whom and from where? Can you say the password, sir, ma'am?"

Silence, my Law is crisp, huh?

"Hallo?" I spoke again, ascertaining whether the man across there was still alive.

"Hi, Ra! How are you doing? It's me, Malik"

DEG!

I was stunned, the Handpone that I had been holding had now fallen. 

What other game is this?