I'm Santri?

Not Sure Direction

"Where are you going now?" Ask Farhan to me.

"Don't know, take me anywhere. As long as I can be a little relieved. My mind is tired. If I go straight home. It actually even more dizzy. Moreover, Bi Ina is not home."

"So how about we hang out first. He said you want to calm down?"

"Whatever, I'll go with you. But not at night. My bike's still at Ferry's. "

"Santuy, I guarantee you'll see again after this. Riding up!"

I'll ride Farhan's bike immediately. How to let go of my mind load makes my brain laugh. My way was winding, carrying a lot of confusion, dressed neatly, not to forget also three to four books I brought in a bag with my phone. But, you never said where I wanted to go. Then, what are you looking for?

I tried to give you a code. Wish I was self-conscious. That my time is up to joke with the cradle of dreams. I kept dodging, I said, "You know nothing about me. So can you shut up?!"

I let the trouble enjoy the webbing of my life. Just enjoy. Because I was never like you.

Long ago, when I was struck by happiness. I forgot myself. And leave me who I am. Now I feel how bad it is to live like this. I rebuked me, so that I would not feel what I had ever felt. Still I said "Shut up! Take care of your own business!"

And now. I laughed at my suffering, outraged. Even more. I know I'm ashamed to tell. Or just brew hot coffee on me like I do when I'm with myself. I am ashamed of my reprimand I did not reply. Only a few words make the heart sting more. Now, enjoy. I'll welcome you whenever I want. Remember that! I would welcome it if I were to be myself.

Not long after, we got to where we were headed.

"What the hell is this place?" My toot.

"Say you want to calm down, right? Just come with me."

"But not to the rich gini place too."

"You're coming with me."

The place where my whole life I stepped on it this time. Colorful lights, women in miniskirts scattered, lots of adult men who smoke cigarettes, music that I think is strange, and bottles of illegal drinks lined up on the guest table.

"You crazy don't make me go to this place? You have not prayed either. Why should I stop here too?" Nadaku was a little rough on Farhan. I was surprised why he could think of taking me to a place like this.

"Just like you diem first. I'll give you something that makes you happy." Both of Farhan's hands were holding my shoulders.

"Wait a minute, I'll call my friend first. You sit here for a minute." Farhan left me out.

What kind of sight am I seeing? A young girl in a hooded, goes into a discotheque as it helplessly takes away her sadness. It's funny how I am.

Farhan is back with his friend.

"Now, I pointed it to you anti-charm potion. Everything is in this guy. Oh, you're just a santuy." Farhan said show me his friend.

"Know he's my housemate." Farhan Imbuh.

"Gue Hadi, you're Aleya right?"

"Yes, greetings."

"Sit bro sit down! Let's have a good conversation." Tawar Farhan to Hadi.

In my heart, I felt an oddity. Why must Farhan call his friend here. I really don't need his presence at all. Plus his clothes were collapsed, his hair was long, his teeth were toothless, and his body was so thin.

"So, just go straight. Aleya I just want to nawarin to lo stuff that is guaranteed to make you calm. For now, take it without paying. If you feel comfortable with that stuff. You can ask me again for more."

"What stuff?" Plain ask.

"Now, just four capsules each time you want."

Not as I thought. A Farhan offered me such illicit goods. Moreover, I know he used to be so very religious. It's only natural that his handsome face and religious make girls like me captivated. It's weird, it's weird.

"Hmm how is Han. You know what that thing is?"

"Yes, try it first. No need now, whenever you want, try it. Bring this stuff first."

What should I do at a time like this. This bad is my life? I am always faced with two things that are not clear. Please let me breathe for a moment.