
After an exhausting day I went through with great difficulty. Finally, I arrived at my house, I mean my in-laws' house. I went home first, because my college hours were no more. That's why I can go home first, while Mr. Rama has not come home yet.
"Have you come home, son?" my mother-in-law said as I entered the house.
"Yes," I said briefly.
"Rama hasn't come home yet?"
"Yet, Mr. Rama is still a few days away from home" I said.
"Oh, jude. Rest there, mama see you're so tired as it is."
"Yes ma."
Excuse me, and then go up to the room of Mr. Rama. Then lay my body on the mattress in the room of Mr. Rama.
For a while, I let my body rest. But I started thinking about something else. In addition to resting, I was thinking about looking at the contents of Mr. Rama's room. Although it looks very disrespectful, but my heart would rather see what is in the room of Mr. Rama.
I started from two small drawers beside his bed, Mr. Rama. I opened one of the drawers that remained more like a dresser. But it has no glass at all.
One drawer I opened, there was nothing in it. There are only a few love novels that have been seen for a long time, because they are visible from the rising hand. This novel may have been in this drawer years ago.
I moved the second dwarf, there was a picture frame placed by Mr. Rama in reverse. I was curious about the frame of the photo, I intend to open and see who is in the picture bingaki. However, that intention should I cancel, because I heard the sound of footsteps rising up and getting closer to this room.
I quickly closed the drawer, rushed to the sofa and lay there. I am still tired, and do not want to accept scolding from Mr. Rama later. I also decided to pretend to sleep. So that Mr. Rama does not talk carelessly with me later.
The door was opened, I did not want to see Mr. Rama. I decided to turn my back on the door.
A very powerful voice filled the contents of the room. The voice of a woman who screamed spoiled calling Mr. Rama. Because I was shocked, I immediately woke up from my new home.
My eyes looked at the girl in disbelief, as well as the girl looking at me with her angry and surprised look.
"What the hell is Sa?" said Mr. Rama who had just ascended.
"Sister Ram, there's a girl in my sister's room. Isn't this the woman in the room you made her brother?" said the girl.
Yes, it was a girl named Salsa, the same spoiled girl as the girl who was raided by Mr. Rama this afternoon. At this time, he went into the room of Mr. Rama. What their relationship really was, I felt curious and filled with guesses.
"You did enter the room brother did not tell you first anyway Sa," said Mr. Rama.
"I asked my sister why there was a girl in my room. Kok brother even said I entered the room brother did not tell you first, but I always enter the room brother did not tell."
"The story is long, next time you tell me. Come out first, you can ask your mother directly," explained Mr. Rama to Salsa.
I just silently stared, while looking at a small debate between Mr. Rama and the spoiled girl named Salsa. I'm lazy to wake up and talk who I am, I see Mr. Rama did not tell me who I really am. So, why am I talking about who I am.
"You can be at Rama's house anyway" Salsa told me.
"I ...."
I also replied, Mr. Rama has cut off my conversation with Salsa.
"Already Sa, just ask the same mom. You don't have to ask her. Let mama explain everything" said Rama, pulling Salsa's hand out.