Hastungkara Hotel Blockade

Episode 3.1: Hotel Hastungkara

"What's that, Ki?" ask Fadil wonder. Demokahs?

"Either, Brother. I don't know either."

The sound of cheering was getting louder and louder. He went to the gym where they were. The main door of the gym opened. Tara, Kiki's classmate, ran quickly towards them with a beaming face. "Sister Fadil! Brother Fadil!" he screamed until his voice echoed in the room. At the back of Tara, almost all students joined in cheering Fadil's name. Of course it all makes Fadil confused. What's the matter? Why are they cheering me on? ask Fadil in your heart. Did they see the match? Where is possible, right?

But, as soon as he saw Fadil's face full of blood and sweat, everyone's cheers stopped. Everyone in the gym was surprised. "Eh?" Tara was surprised to see Fadil's face full of blood and sweat. "Why, this, brother?"

"Sir Fadil was hurt, as you can see," said Kiki still with a confused look. "we should ask, what is this really?"

Tara's eyes glimpsed behind Kiki and Fadil. The eye caught the face of Mr. Wibowo and Saga (eagle's crew) was treating the Eagle. "Don't Fadil get into a fight?" ask Tara again.

"Eh, asked even asked back," Kiki replied furious.

Tara nyengir's. Scratch his head. Then, the tips of his lips were pulled up against each other. Smile. "Congratulations, Brother Fadil! BROTHER WON THE GRAND PRIZE LOTTERY!!!"

"What does that mean?" ask Fadil glancing towards Kiki who he just handed over to pay attention to his ID card as well. Isn't Kiki here now?

Kiki. "Sorry, Brother. Just now because Brother did not return quickly, I entrusted KTP Kak Sister to Tara."

"Yes, and right after that, the grand prize announcement. Sister number matches one hundred percent with the winning number," added Tara still smiling widely.

"So, I won, nih!" tanya Fadil is still not convinced.

Tara and the people behind her nodded. Instantly, Fadil smiled. Followed with a happy hug that was cheering him on. Makes his body now pinched.

"Fadeel! Fadeel! Fade!" Cheers are back in the gym. This time it was really hard. Fadil smiled happily. He defeated the eagle. Now, he won the lottery? Fadil's heart seemed to float.

"Fadeel! Fadeel! Fade!"

Had Fadil's body not been injured, they would have raised his body. But, under these circumstances, Fadil was even swept into his room. But, that's best for him now.

***

"Thank you, yes, Ki" Fadil said after finishing his broken shoulder. His wounds were also treated. Leave bruised circles on his face. Now, his face was very similar to that of a leopard.

"Sister, like anyone."

Fadil laughs. "Eh ... I still can't believe I won."

Kiki laughed. "Oh yes. Brother's leaving tomorrow, right?"

Fadil. "Yes, the operator said so." Fadil recalled the incident, after shaking hands with hundreds of students, of course with his left hand, he went straight to the room and called the operator of the lottery organizer. The winner must confirm the number. Tomorrow there will be a car that will pick him up at exactly seven. Huh, he's impatient. The school also allowed it. After all, in less than two days, the school was closed. Graduating students are also new next month in inauguration. There is no reason to hold Fadil to the Hastungkara Hotel. Because STIN is a strict school.

"In that case, you should take care of things, Brother, right now."

"Tomorrow in the morning. I'm tired."

Kiki doesn't care about Fadil. He stepped into the closet. Take a big suitcase over the cupboard. "Uh, this suitcase is so dirty," said Kiki blowing on the surface of the suitcase. Instantly the dust was tingling onto his face. Make him sneeze. "City .. hatchi. It's so bad."

Fadil laughs. "I told you tomorrow, Bandel."

"People who put off work are even worse."

Fadil giggles at Kiki's innuendo. "OK, man. I'm ready now." Fadil got off his bed. "Maclum, it's been four years I've never cleaned up. Just wipe for a minute. It will also shine again."

Fadil took all his clothes. Because he won't be back next year. This is her last night in her room. He has lived here for four years. Dear also. But, Hastungkara Hotel is many times better than this place.

"This, Brother. It's clean." Kiki put the suitcase open near the closet.

Fadil moved his clothes and belongings immediately. Stacking it neatly in a suitcase. He's only gonna have a pkin for tomorrow.

"Eh ... Sis? Brother didn't bring this brick?" ask Kiki after Fadil closes his suitcase.

"Are my hands going to fall out there? The service, it's very high. I'm not going to lift a weight."

"Yes, just in case." Kiki.

Fadil. "good. I'll take him."

In his heart he thought, what will happen, anyway, there?

***

The next day, the Tarantula car, a special type of limousine car made in Indonesia, the invitation from the Hastungkara Hotel is clearly parked in the parking lot. All the students looked at him, amazed. Kiki served like a king of a European kingdom. The suitcase was brought by the driver. The door was also opened. Fadil's face was immediately swept by an AC that smelled sweet.

Once the driver is back at the wheel, the car slowly moves. Smooth, soft, without unpleasant shaking. Fadil opened the car window. Looking at the environment that had been comfortable in his eyes for the past four years. Last saw Kiki. At the farewell, Kiki hugged her for a long time.

"Be careful, huh, brother?" kiki said holding back the crying.

"Sure, Ki. You too, be careful."

"If there's anything directly call me, you know."

"Surely."

"Let's see you later, right?"

Fadil. "Next month we'll see each other again."

Parting with a friend is hard.

Tarantula's car was out of the thick of the school environment. The scenery changed with the ranks of shops and house buildings on the right left of the road. Fadil enjoyed all of that. Even though a little bit of his heart was still left behind.

The journey cannot be said to be boring. Because all the facilities are in that car. Starting from DVD, radio, television, until the bathroom is there. In addition, food and drinks were available at the small table in front of her sitting. It was like it wasn't in the car, her mind. It's more like a fancy little room. Fadil could not imagine the Hastungkara Hotel later. The pickup car is this luxurious, especially the hotel later.

The driver was friendly too. He told Fadil a lot. Occasionally in joking interludes that make him laugh loosely. According to his boss, the driver was a former professional racer. But, since he was banned by his wife after marriage, he was forced to become a driver at the Hastungkara Hotel.

Fadil can't be bored at all. Because if he is tired of seeing the atmosphere of the car, he just looks out the window. Watching the beautiful city. High buildings in the form of. The fountain. Monument sculpture. It is also a beautiful garden full of flowers.

Indonesia has really changed, her mind. Because of the old novels that he had read so much, there was nothing that described this beautiful thing. There's not a single one. Historical records also illustrate this. He could not imagine himself living in an age before this beauty existed.

"Dek, it has arrived" said Mr. Danu, the driver's name.

Fadil opened his eyes. Apparently he overslept. "Sorry, Sir. Why?"

"It's over."

Fadil was surprised and half sorry for missing so many sights. But, his regret became meaningless after getting out of that car. Because his eyes were already filled with the outside view of the hotel which was very luxurious. No less amazed, Hastungkara Hotel is now in front of his eyes. Looming high touching the clouds. Makes his mouth open in amazement.

"Well, Deck. Welcome to the Hastungkara Hotel." Welcome Mr. Danu who dragged his suitcase.