Kosan Dwellers?
Something on the Clothesline
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That day I had no thesis guidance. So I just stayed in the room waiting for my friend to come. He said he was going to visit my new boarding house. At about 9 a.m., my friend arrived. We talked for a while before we went out.
"I want to get ready first" I asked him to leave the room first because I was going to get ready to make the arrangements.
"Okay," he replied as he exited the room.
I immediately closed the doors and windows and prepared to dance. Before long, I was done.
"Where from?" I ask my friend who looks paced.
"See kosan. On the clothesline, huh?" Ask.
It just so happens that my room is at the back. After my room there is a kitchen. And the kitchen has stairs leading up. That's where we costan kids hang our clothes.
"Here's the one who's gonna have his boy too?" Ask again while sitting on the edge of my room door.
"none. All the girls are here anyway. Why the hell?" I'm curious.
"On the clothesline there are men's underwear" said my friend half-whispering.
"Huh? Seriously???"
He's nodding. I turned my head to room 1, which was close to the gate. I think those panties belong to room number 1 boyfriend. Because from yesterday afternoon I saw the girlfriend of room number 1 was hanging in that room until night. And after that I don't know because last night at 9 I locked myself in my room.
Is the man staying?
My new kosan is indeed different from my old boarding house. In my new boarding house there is no hostess. So that it makes the boarding children do as they please. She even kept her boyfriend in her room until morning.
"Ckckck," I clucked in wonder.
"Why?" Ask friend.
"It looks like those panties belong to room number 1. His girlfriend came yesterday. But why try it pants until washed all?" I'm probing curious.
My friend understood the direction of my conversation.
"After all, that's the girl who wants to do that, you want to wash people's panties?" I shuddered in horror at the thought that I should wash my girlfriend's panties. Hiiiyaaa.
As a result of the discovery of underwear in the clothesline, my brain and my friend's brain finally thought a no-no. How not? What are the pants washed? Dirty right? And the cause of those dirty panties is what makes our brains instantly haunted 😅
Don't copy it!
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As usual that night I was alone. Alone in a sense because there is no one in the new boarding house that I can talk to. I really am not strong there. Bored. Though the other room residents are all in their respective rooms. But I feel lonely.
Silence in the crowd.
I put my body on the bed to be closed, until ....
PET'S!!
Lights off. My room was completely dark. I was shocked and scared not to play. Because my boarding room is now not as complete as my previous expenses. In the past, all the emergency stuff was in my room. Flashlight, candles complete with matches, all snacks, until all the drugs are there.
(This is a real photo of the drugs I provided when I was a boarding boy. It was directly Instagram. From the drug deman to the drug mencret was there 😅 Ready umbrella before the rain.)
But in the new boarding house I have not brought anything. I'm panicking not a bitch. Who should I ask for help with? I stood up and groped around. To find the phone that I put on top of the closet I was in trouble. I'm afraid I'm holding 😅 wrong I'm afraid I touched apaaaaa so that if suspicious. My shadow is making things up. In the pitch-black conditions, I was afraid that in the corner there was another creature.
I've grabbed my phone. Immediately I turned on the phone to get a little lighting. I opened the door to my room and looked out. Everything's dark. That night the lights went out.
I walked slowly towards the front of the kosan. Because the occupant of room number 1 is also bending his head out. From the hallway of the room, I saw that in front there were some people passing by.
"What's up ahead, ma'am?" I asked the occupants of Room 1.
"There's a dead man" he answered briefly.
Did anyone die when the lights went out? Oh God, what a pity.
I continued my way up to the front gate. I turned my head to the right. And sure enough, there were some people who passed by wearing sarongs and peci. Two houses from my boarding house, already mounted a yellow flag there.
Innalillahi, may the deceased/almarhumah husnul khotimah.
