Love for Time

Chapter 4 - The Leading Genesis

BLAMM!!!

The door closed violently, just in front of Cheryl's nose.

Cheryl was struck, it felt like an actor caught off guard by a legitimate wife. Cheryl exhaled, grateful that the girl named Keysia had not grabbed her hair.

He turned around, walking towards the sorority. It's okay, didn't he just intend to get out of Dimitri's room and return to his own boarding house. It's just that he's a little sluggish, so his way home should be like this 'expelled disrespectfully'.

The hope is that his feelings and thoughts will be better after bathing and changing clothes, it turns out the same. As if a big stone was piercing his heart, he repeatedly exhaled but still felt tight.

Cheryl glanced at the little blue alarm clock on her wooden desk, it was almost eleven o'clock. The best time to eat breakfast at lunch.

It was possible that after he filled his stomach, his feelings would be better. Cheryl opens her closet, takes an indomie. Indomie chicken curry flavor, the only stock left for the month.

Hopefully the indomie can survive until the cafe where he works out his dinner ration.

Actually there are still two eggs left, but Cheryl chose to save it to make fried rice.

Maybe a bowl of spicy noodle can change my mood.

(Maybe a bowl of spicy noodles can change my mood.)

Cheryl dragged her heavy legs towards the kitchen, her hands clasping indomie. Before entering the kitchen, he plucked three chili from a chili tree near the kitchen.

While waiting for the water to boil, Cheryl pensive. His eyes stared blankly at the several men who were pacing back and forth in the room opposite the kitchen. Looks like they're fixing something in that room, or maybe they're putting something up there.

Not wanting to bother, Cheryl continued her activities. He poured some of the boiling water into the bowl and put the indomie into the rest of the cooking water in the pot. While waiting for a soft noodle, Cheryl mixes hot water with spices and lombok pieces in her bowl.

Cheryl does all that in automatic mode. His mind drifted about everywhere, thinking about his feelings and the fate of his relationship with Dimitri.

As usual, once the noodles are ripe Cheryl throws away her first boiled water. After that, just put the noodles into the prepared sauce.

"Yeah, yummy!" Lianita's comments as soon as she enters the kitchen.

"YAHOO!" cheryl shouted in shock.

Oops! Holy hooch! The noodles slid out of the pot.

Eits! One of his empty hands was nimbly trying to catch the noodles.

Be present! Ouch! Real hot.

Well, the noodles came off, fell off.

"NO!" cheryl shouted hysterically.

Finally, his indomie rescue mission failed. The only hope to fill her tummy that rumbling had already landed sweetly in the sink.

His eyes stared at the helplessly barked indomie. Lianita closed her mouth, not expecting Cheryl to be shocked and dropped her indomie. He knows how valuable a pack of indomie is to a boarding boy like them at the end of this month.

"Well, you daydream." lianita lamented.

Cheryl can only cluck in annoyance. Want to be angry but he knew Lianita only meant to say hello, there was absolutely no intention to surprise him. His own fault is daydreaming while cooking.

After all, Lianita was his first friend at this boarding house. It's not funny that they fight just because of indomie.

"Wash it, it's boiled again." Lianita's suggestion sounded terrible in Cheryl's ear.

Cheryl grunts, her indomie may bloom and flaccid. What an amazing 'intelligent' proposition'.

Cheryl is forced to remove the indomie and water it with hot water then add hot water to the sauce and mix it with the prepared seasoning. Never mind, forget hygienic for today. He needs energy for college and part-time work today.

"Eh, I guess who's going to go into that room?" Lianita asked as they sat down and enjoyed breakfast as well as lunch. He pointed to the room opposite the kitchen that seemed to be being renovated.

After college, Cheryl went to the cafe to work part time. The focus is on zero. Every time the door of the cafe opened, his head turned. But of course what is expected - hope it will never appear, Dimitri has just recovered where it might work part time directly.

It seemed that he had to be patient waiting until Dimitri appeared and resolved their problem.

"Non, it's a shiny plate, Non."

Ha's? Cheryl flirting.

Alex grinned, his hand pointing to the plate that Crystal was washing. Cheryl looked down, looking at her hand. Also true. The plate is clean from stains and oil. Glossy as glass.

"Oh, yes... " Cheryl's cheeks are a tinge of pink, she's ashamed that she's daydreaming.

"Here I help. Dimitri sent a message, saying you were sleep deprived last night. It's okay. You're back!" Alex grabs the plate before Cheryl can resist.

Something rippled in Cheryl's heart, though Dimitri still noticed it. He must have reported to Alex about last night.

But, Cheryl may have left Alex alone, while Dimitri alone did not enter. Could - could he be overwhelmed. Without saying much, Cheryl took a rag and cleaned the table at the cafe.

Alex could only shrug his shoulders. "Whatever."

Back home from work, Bu Budi immediately greeted him. Looks like he was waiting for Cheryl near the security guard post.

"Non... , where have you been? Called to die his HP." Bu Budi patted his shoulder slowly.

"Lecture trus straight to work, ma'am. Trus forgot the charger." Cheryl replied grimacingly.

His heart asked - asked, the collision once Bu Budi waited for him to come home. Does it have anything to do with Dimitri anymore?

"Non, there's a call from Mr. Salim." Mom answered Cheryl's question.

About Salim? Tumben, what's going on? An unpleasant feeling immediately ambushed him. Ever since she was in this town, Grandma's niece had never contacted her again. He only called her once, while giving her a job at Alex.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" I asked a little nervous.

"Say her Grandma Non Cheryl went to the Hospital. Of ST. Elizabeth Semarang, No."

Cheryl surprised. "O'yeah?"

"Said Miss was told to go there immediately." Bu Budi's face looked concerned.

"O'yeah?"

"Besok dawn only Non Cheryl departs. Yea?" Bu Budi gently rubbed Cheryl's back. "There is no bus at this time. Danger girls go night-night."

"Ooo.yeah, ma'am." Cheryl nodded obediently.

Cheryl can only have o'ya and o'ya. His shoulders are breaking, what's wrong with his life. Is it a bad luck?

(Is this bad luck?)

"I don't know myself! I pray your life is miserable until old age. You will never be happy. You fucking kid!"

His papa was back. Could it be that God is currently granting his Papa prayers? Cheryl's tears melted, lamenting the events she had just experienced.

Connect yes....

NOTE :

The name of the city used is Semarang, Salatiga and surrounding areas. The background may be more inclined to the memory of the Author in the past. But the technology is adjusted nowadays.

Maapkeun, if something has changed and my research is lacking.