
I breathe cold morning air. Dew was still coming down around me when I got out of the house. Morning sunlight has graced the eastern horizon of the world. I wear a skullcap to keep my ears warm. Time for a morning walk.
The clock still shows at six in the morning. There are only a few families who have started their activities. Some of them are still in the dispute.
Tomorrow, I can go back to school. During my time at home, Rena kept her promise by bringing me copies of all the lesson notes I had missed. But ninety percent of the notes he brought were borrowed from my classmates. Smart kid!
"Lo the road is too slow?"
I looked back, a bit surprised to find that there was no one behind me. "Sorry!" I said to the gondrong men who use masks. His body is so tall! About, I'm just his chest. I pulled over, allowing him to walk first. "Please!"
"Where's the kid?"
I bengong asked so, more towards not understanding the meaning of the question. "Housing boy here," I replied as if.
"Yes, there is no way the residential child next to the streets up here early in the morning like this" he said. "What number of children's house?"
"Lo want to kidnap me?"
"What am I gonna do to kidnap a skinny kid like you? Can't be eaten."
I researched the suspicious man standing before me. Her long hair almost covered her eyes. "Why do you wear a mask? Not to get caught when you kidnap people?"
"Aargha!" he took off his mask with a brush. "Gue! Lo's satisfied!?"
My eyebrows are wrinkled. "How's nyasar?"
"So I run the minimarket because I'm starving! When I got home, I forgot which way. This house has a lot of roads, so I don't remember!"
"Which house is it?"
"Gue forgot the number. It's a big house!"
When he said that, the house that came to my mind was a haunted house next to mine. "Lo lives with your wife who's that cuddly?"
"Wife? Lo dreams, huh? The wrong people"
I just shrugged my shoulders. I don't want to talk about the haughty woman in the morning. Turns out he had a senile husband like this? It is only fitting that the woman is stressed and becomes angry herself.
But it seems like this man is too young to be someone's husband. "Gue take you home!"
"Relatedly? You're not going to make me more stray, keep suddenly running away me, right?"
"The drama lives!" insinuate me. I walked ahead back down the road I was on. He followed without giving any distance. It turns out I was really scared that I ran away leaving him alone. I'm like picking up a puppy.
"I said, find a house that I can easily remember the way, even find a house in this place! An hour of my time was up for the pacing to be unclear! Just watch if you come later, your work will not be done!" the grunts behind me.
"Ngomel himself," I quipped back.
"It's still far away? Why are the roads slow? I have to pick up the house, nih!"
I stopped and shook my waist in front of him. "Lo just straight from here, there will be a fork of lo turn right, there continues to be a crossroad lo turn left, straight again bit, nemu-"
"God! I can't remember!" he immediately gave up.
"Yes already! If you can't remember which way, you just shut up and follow me!"
"Finally, the road is very slow! I have to pick up the house!"
I gripped myself as the man who asked for this forgiveness. I tried so hard to keep my emotions from exploding. When I looked at his face carefully and for a long time, I felt something familiar about him.
I took a long breath. Back to walking home. I try so hard to close my ears every time he mumbles. He's a man, but his mouth's three, huh? The whole trip was not using brakes. Nyerocooooss.
I purposely stopped suddenly when he mengedumel himself again. He dodged in the last second before he hit me. "Lo why did it stop so suddenly!?" his great-grandchild, sounds annoyed.
I pointed at his house. "This is your house?"
She's looking. Once conscious had arrived, his face immediately sumringah. "Finally arrived! Come on in, I'll make you some warm tea. But you can't stay at my house for long."
Hhh.. This husband and wife couple loves to find things, huh? Who would want to go to a haunted house like that. "No need. I just went home," I refused. Without waiting for an answer from the man who was not sane earlier, I immediately moved from before him.
"Woi!" he suddenly shouted as I entered the house. "It turns out you're my neighbor?"
"Yes on?"
"Other times, I'm shopping at the front-floor, yeah!"
I rolled my eyes, I saw it myself. When I got home, my mom was in the kitchen. "Who are you, son?"
"The next person." I sat down at the dinner table, took a glass of warm water and drank a lot of it.
"Well, right, the guy?"
"Uhuk! Uhuk!"
"Slow down, Deb!"
"What's okay!?" I was sensi. Now I understand, that guy's two-faced! He's a venomous snake ready to prey on me! My intention to apologize to his wife until yawning is not so sorry I am the same them.
"Later in the afternoon I'll bring soy sauce chicken meat there. He said he likes sweet food."
"Debi won't come!"
"Why?"
"No want! Just don't want to!"
Dika went into the kitchen. Her hair was disheveled and she was only wearing a color. His eyes are still closed. Sis Dika hit the refrigerator door before finally opening her eyes.
"Again, Dika!" greet Mother. "You hungry?"
"Well, ma'am," she replied in a hoarse voice. He scratched his head while gnawing. "Mom, I'm gonna sleep till noon, okay?"
I laughed when I heard Dika ask for permission like that. "Can, Son! Use your time off to rest as much as possible."
Brother Dika immediately turned around and went up to his room again on the second floor. I'm sure he'll skip breakfast until lunch. Brother Dika when he sleeps, there is no way he still sleeps soundly.
"Debi, you come next door, huh?
"No way, Mom!" I am strong on my stance. Can die standing me if often meet them. "Debi wants to play with Rena in the afternoon. Debi has no time for nengokin!" I went to the room.
Not so. I don't want to apologize to the couple next door. My blood pressure can go up if I talk to them. Speaking of it and not appreciating my sincerity.
Instead of taking care of them, I better study all day at home. Facing with lift is easier than with people like them.
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