DORM WITHOUT CONTAINER

CHAPTER 48: FAILING

"If there are dormitory children looking for me, you serve until I come home, Upik," said Ilham as he passed by. "If Made returns the book, you keep it. Watch out, he's a bit of a prank." Ilham.

Dina raised her face. And accidentally his sight caught the upper part of Ilham's open body. The man just came out of the bathroom. Just a towel wrapped around the waist up to the thighs. Dina's heart fluttered loudly.

Weird...!!!

Almost every day he saw men without clothes in the fields, in the shower, in the river. But, ah, when did his heart feel floundering like this?

"Go again?" just ask him origin. While bowing her head, Dina thought about why she suddenly did not dare to raise her face.

"Watch in dormitory C Dining Room, the rame-rames are so exciting!" sahut Ilham brief. She was brushing her hair in the mirror.

"Watch again?" cetus Dina wonder. "It feels like yesterday."

"Yesterday with Martina" said Ilham with a smile.

Boy's right hand holding the comb twitched in the air. It's not usually this little kid is so fussy. He looked at the girl through the mirror. And Inspiration saw something that he had not seen.

Dini is sewing, shortening a little new skirt with color alloy is not playing noraknya in the eyes of Ilham.

"Unique..." Inspiration twists the body and stares more closely. "Where are you going?" At first glance Ilham saw the change of the girl's face.

But Dina still did not want to lift her eyes.

"Sir John took me to Terminal Market...."

Ilham gaped in wonder. "Jhon...? Her best friend can take Dina for a walk? to the Terminal Market again?"

Now Dina raised her face. They met a glance and Inspiration saw something, something else within those clear eyes.

"Now it's Sunday. We'll be back before twelve. Don't worry about lunch. Bi Minah is making a gulai..."

"Fuck with lunch! You don't go with that son, Upik ...." Ilham.

"But you're the same!" Reply Dina.

"I know my friends very well! John is sometimes disrespectful!" Inspiration Reply.

"What's different about you? Twelve o'clock at night still busy watching in the girls' dorm...!" Dina.

"Upik .." said Ilham overwhelmed. "Look, if you can change clothes in three minutes, but by God, don't wear that skirt you're holding, and then get ahead of me to the front door, I'll take you for a walk into town we can watch in cinema I or II and the movie is great there!" Ilham.

Dina stared in disbelief. "You're not kidding?" Reply Dina.

Inspiration to put her lips together. "Should I swear?"

Inspiration had not yet said, Dina had flown into her room!

"Well, wait a minute! Cheating!" shouts Inspiration while rushing to run up. Fortunately, he had not forgotten to hold the towel. Otherwise, it could faint Bi Minah who was in a hurry to enter.

"Brach...!" he screamed from below. "There's...!"

Not finished his words, Ilham had already jumped down from his room and almost hit Bi Minah who was dumbfounded.

"It's true!" Bi Minah retreated quickly while massaging her chest. And hit Dina who was running fast past the back of her body!

"God willing! Why is it like this?" bi Minah screamed while her body fell forward.

Dina just staggered a little, to then more excitedly jump forward again!

But it seems that Inspiration will also reach the door first. At that last moment, Dina desperately threw herself away, grabbed the leg of Inspiration, and they fell tumbling over and over against the door.

Dina squealed between amused and sick. Still trying to reach the door with his free hand. But Ilham immediately grabbed his hand, and rolled Dina's body away from the door.

"You cheated!" maki Dina was unable to hold back her laughter anymore. He tried to escape from the oppression of Inspiration but in vain.

"Who was it?" reply Inspiration while nailing the two arms of the girl on the side of her head.

Dina was still struggling a few times before Ilham managed to break his resistance completely, and drooped resignedly on the cold floor. They look at each other. So close. Before Ilham bowed his head deeper, ready to touch his lips and Dina fluttered to the side like a sting!

On his face erect the girl' with a ruffled waist and a look that was jeez cold!

"Sorry." Dina hurriedly stood up. Trying to guess how long Vina had stood there watching this crazy scene!

Inspiration turned his head. And when his gaze met with Vina's view, he grinned wryly.

"Vina.!," he said as he crept awake.

Wiggling and massaging the waist at will.

"Your Majesty Vina Maharani...!"

Vina Maharani looked at Dina who was being upright timidly with a disdainful look. Then his vision turned to Inspiration.

"Want to..!," grumbled Vina coldly. "Oh!" Nonchalant Vina passed Dina who was still upright sculpting.

Dina looked at them alternately in confusion. Not understanding what they are talking about and more wretched, not knowing what to do. All wrong. Sitting wrong. Standing up is wrong.

"How many girls are you Ham?" Ask Vina.

Dina could no longer hold back her feelings. He's gotta get out of the way or he's gonna run out of there. But Vina Maharani snapped, almost knocking out her heart, "Just stay there Din...!"

Dina turned. And Vina's gaze scorched her face. That look! Gosh darn. Forced Dina hurriedly lowered her head again and stared there like a sickle.

Inspiration walked over and guided him in.

"Where are you going?!" Shaking again Vina's anger saw the incident before her eyes earlier.

"Well, you lied again Ham." Vina's smile was sharp painful. "When I arrived earlier, you were*************** him! Or did I see Ham wrong?" Reply Vina.

Inspiration was overwhelmed as well, of course he lied because Ilham often touched Dina, hugged her and even kissed her once. But never more than that. The vow!

"Gue has heard what you've been doing to Dina, Ham!." Reply Vina. Dina flinched and canceled her step. "Bi Minah and Mang Ucup have many stories about you." Vina again.

Dina had to catch her breath first before slowly flipping over. His eyes that were covered with a million fears collided with Vina's eyes.

Vina Maharani stared at the upright girl in her face with a crush.

"Sa. I I didn't do anything for her ..." she said nervously. Squeezed his fingers without daring to stare back. "Ilham has done a lot to help me. He's very kind. If I hadn't met him...." Dina repeated the explanation the night they met and Vina knew it.

"You like Inspiration?" Ask Vina.

Asked in such a way, Dina so excited. "Sa.. I I like all good people....!"

"Oooo, huh?" Vina laughed casually. "You have a talent for being a movie star." Vina said mockingly.

Again Dina flinched.

This time he forgot the horror of returning Vina's gaze.

"Why?" Vina said defiantly. "You want Inspiration, right!?" Vina said.

***

For the eleventh time Dina lurked through the windshield of the front door. Outside deserted. Only one or two students of the dormitory who passed quickly in front of the house, through the heavy rain that fell since eight.

"Where are you going, Bi?" Dina could no longer keep her anxiety. "It's not usually not home from her boarding school until half-eight nights."

"Perhaps continue to watch," entertain Bi Minah with that reason. "Ilham used to come home late at night. You can say almost every night. Now it's been good, ever since Nak Dina and Neng Vita were in this house. Perhaps Inspiration saw Nak Dina wait until drowsy." Bi Minah yawned again. Wider than before. "If Bibi is not strong enough to stay up. Moreover, the cold like this, well, I can crush the gout!"

"Then Auntie sleeps. Let me wait for Inspiration here." Dina. "Vita's home, what's Bi?" Ask Dina again.

"Udah, he finished his afternoon service as usual must be soybean and immediately went to sleep!" Reply Bi Minah. "Aren't you afraid of being alone?" Say Bi Minah again.

Smiling early. "Ah, what's Bi afraid of? Go sleep. If I'm scared, I scream." Reply Dina.

Still another hour Dina had to sit drooping in a chair between sleeping and not, before the footsteps of someone in the yard heard resuscitate her. He jumped up and opened the door. Inspiration is up there. Bedragglade. And Dina's half-opened mouth, ready to spit out a million questions, froze.

Inspiration does not say hello. Not smiling. Even her eyes that were always smiling were now not smiling anymore! Those eyes are so bleak. Redup and desperate. Without even a single glance, without saying a word, inspiration passed through him and directly entered the room.

Dina waited for half an hour at the dinner table, when Ilham did not come out of her room again, Dina ventured upstairs. Through the gaps of the door that were not tightly closed, Dina lurked inside and was stunned. Inspiration lay face down on the bed, still wearing his shoes and shirt soaked!

"Change Ham's clothes first!," said Dina without being able to hold back. "Later to catch a cold."

There's no answer. Inspiration doesn't even move at all. Sighing, Dina widened the door leaf and then stepped in. And kneel on the side of the bed. Carefully release the inspired shoes one by one and then the socks as well.

"I'll get you some warm water to take a bath..." Dina.

"No need!" Inspiration Reply.

Dina jerks. That voice, how rude!

But he quickly mastered himself again. "Then just change your clothes," he said patiently. "Don't sleep in a wet shirt like this."

There's no answer. He's still not moving. Once again Dina sighed. Then he came out. Make a glass of hot milk and go back to the room.

Inspiration has changed clothes. His clothes were on the floor. She was sitting pensively on the edge of the bed, when Dina came to hold out a glass of warm milk.

"Bring out!" he snapped while shaking his hand. Not intentionally so. I accidentally slapped the glass. But the milk spilled on Dina's hand. The glass fell to the floor. Broken crack.

"Get out!" the command of Ilham half shouted. "out! I'm not thirsty! Don't want to drink! Don't want anything!"

For a moment Dina seemed glued to watch the broken glass scattered. But just a second in another second he had already knelt down to gather the pieces of the glass.

Inspiration felt struck, there was a sense of sinful lapping in his chest.

"I'm sorry, Upik," he groaned, kneeling down in the face of Dina who was still bowing to gather the broken glass.

"I really don't know what to do!" Ilham.

Dina looked at him briefly. The face of Inspiration is so tangled. He really should be pitied.

"What's the matter exactly?" dina asked as they met a look.

Inspiration was sitting limp on the floor. Taking a deep breath and exhaling it back strongly: "I failed again."

Dina: "EBTADA?"

Inspiration is weak. "There are only three opportunities. I've failed twice." He hid his face behind his palms. "If I fail again next year, it's all gone. Wasted all my efforts for four years. I can't be a nurse anymore!"

Dini pushed the glass fragments to the edge before crawling towards the inspiration. And somehow knew he had been in the man's arms.

"Why did I fail, Upik?" Inspiration let his head lean against Dina's shoulder. "I have tried desperately ...."

"When Grandma died" whispered Dina while her hand stroked Ilham's hair. "I also don't understand why God is still up to the heart taking the only thing I have in the world ...."

Inspiration felt Dina's fingers touch her face. That rough hand, the hand of a peasant girl, gave a new coolness to his heart.

"If the Lord does not take your grandmother, Upik," said Ilham, holding her face to his chest. "He must have sent a better entertainer than you with me."

Dini breathed a sigh of relief. If this guy's been able to joke again, it means he's safe enough to be left alone.

"You need to rest" he said, letting go. "Tomorrow you'll feel healthier. Don't think of anything else tonight. Promise?"