Love Stories Overseas

Chapter 6

Monday morning Dila woke up when he heard the morning adhan reverberating, it was quite effective to apply anti-mosquito lotion giving Kunto overnight, mosquitoes did not hesitate when before using lotion. Although sleep only on a mat and dressed in a large bag, but Dila can sleep soundly, maybe because of fatigue after a long trip.

Dila looked at Asri who was still asleep curled up next to her, somehow Asri returned to the room, because last night when Dila went into the room to sleep Asri had not returned.

" As.. we dawn jama'ah yuk...".

Asri still remained curled up unmoved with Dila's voice that woke her up.

" As, it's dawn so you don't want to wake up anyway !".

Seen Asri wriggling while muttering.

" I'm in a closet again, so no dawn, you'll be your own dawn". Asri yawned and continued her sleep.

" Oh, yes already then", Dila came out of the room to ablaze, when Dila went out of the room to see the room that was right in front of her room opened the door, open the door, and a young man was taking off his shoes while sitting at the door.

Dila nodded greeting the front neighbor of her rented room. The young man replied to Dila's nod with a friendly smile.

" New residents, huh mba?".

It turned out that the young man greeted Dila first.

" Oh, yes" Dila who was walking towards the bathroom turned to the adorable black youth who lived in front of her room.

Had crossed Dila's mind, questioning what the work of the young man who contracted in front of her room, since Dila arrived at the rented yesterday, the room was always closed and quiet, and quiet, why early in the morning the occupants of the front room just came home from work?.

Didn't Evan tell me yesterday if in the big PT usually shift work in for three shifts in a day, go home at 3, 11, and 7, while the young man went home at dawn, so Dila immediately guessed if the young man did not work at PT.

It turned out that Dila's guess was right, when Dila continued walking into the public bathroom, Evan spelled out his steps.

" What do you think about early in the morning?. Curious about Joko's work?, why did the clock come home this morning".

" The guy who lives in front of your room is called Joko, he's an employee shuttle bus driver, so he goes home when his work time is over".

Dila nodded as if Evan could read his mind. It turned out that the job of the young man named Joko was an invitation bus driver.

" You want to go to prayer jama'ah together to mushola?, not too far from here, if you want to follow me wait, mumpung not heard iqomah".

Dila nodded in agreement with Evan's invitation, in addition to getting more merit, Dila also wanted to know where the mosque was, since yesterday Dila only heard the sound of Adhan sounding loud, a sign that the mushola is not too far from the contract, but Dila has not seen where the mosque is located.

Dila walked following Evan's steps are quite level, indeed Evan is quite high, maybe about 170cm high, working at a large PT in a big city is sometimes there is a minimum standard of height, sometimes there is a minimum height, so naturally employees at PT are usually high-statured.

Evan walked quickly because while still on the road was heard the sound of iqomah, so as not to be left praying, so Evan accelerated his pace.

After arriving at the prayer hall, Evan pointed to the left entrance to enter the female congregation, while Evan entered through the front door.

Only briefly perform dawn prayers, but pilgrims who come can be counted only by a count of fingers. Most residents around the mosque are indeed nomads, and work in factories or PTs, so they are sometimes in the night shift, or lazy to the mosque because it has only slept a few hours for those who enter the afternoon shift.

" For a long time, what did you do first?, do not mostly ask, not necessarily granted, mending ask for one thing that can include all the requests you want", said Evan while stepping over to Dila who just came out of the mosque.

" I didn't know you were waiting here, I thought you went straight back to the contract".

" Partially who most ask, I was just lying in the mushola, there it felt really comfortable for the fall. The carpet is thick, and very fragrant, certainly who became a janitor in mushola people are very diligent".

Dila walked over while hugging the face and the small prayer mat in her hands.

" Old pantsan, I'm waiting for you to reach my feet in the murmur of mosquitoes" muttered Evan.

" You don't use Mas Kunto's mosquito repellent lotion?, I was also killed last night in a mosquito repellent, but in the same mosquito repellent lotion mas Kunto, so no more grumbling".

Evan looked at Dila in wonder.

" Why stop?".

Dila just found out that Evan stopped suddenly.

" It's a little strange that last night you were in lotion, you just knew" said Evan was surprised.

" Why Van if in the love of lotion, not just the lotion given to me, Mas Kunto also give rice with fried noodles, last night we had dinner together in front of the room".

Evan increasingly distrustful, because as far as Evan knows, Kunto is the type of young man who is quiet and not easily familiar with new people, especially with a girl, usually Kunto will be cold, indifferent, bodo period, bodo, and do not care about others, because that's the attitude of Kunto on the girl who previously occupied the room now occupied Dila.

" You're serious, Dil?, you guys just met, how could Kunto and you have dinner together like that?".

Dila frowned, they were now in front of the entrance of the rented building.

" What's why? yesterday you also had lunch with me and Asri, even you treat us both when we just knew, what was strange".

" If Mas Kunto invites me to eat together so strange, then you are also a strange person".

Dila opened the room door, went inside her room and immediately closed it, because Asri was still sleeping using loose shorts. Worried that suddenly there were room neighbors passing by, because their room neighbors turned out to be all males.

" You leave for LPK at what time Dil?", Evan's voice from the next room can be heard clearly in Dila's ear, or Asri who was forced to wake up because the alarm of his phone has sounded.

" Hour half 7, why ?".

" I'm also in the morning shift today, we're out, looking for breakfast together" Evan asked.

" You want to eat breakfast, As?", Dila asked Asri who was sitting while looking for something in his big bag.

" Yes, I'll have breakfast, now I'm gonna take a shower. Wait for me yes, you two do not go first, I took a long bath, because you all want to change pemb....". Dila instantly silenced Asri's mouth and glared at him. Time yes Asri would like to say change pads on a guy. Although they were in different rooms and did not see each other, but Dila knew for sure, at this time Evan and Kunto could hear Asri's voice clearly.

" You're all right, Dil, don't shut up I'm not going to finish my sentence".

" Living here is the same as sleeping in a room, only in a bulkhead with a thin board, if this board I hole up a little, just a little bit, surely I can see the expression of Evan who is sleeping while snoring kayak semalem" said Asri deliberately mocked Evan.

" It's delicious, who sleeps snoring, you're the one who slept last night like a fight, back and forth kicking the board, fortunately the board did not collapse!", led by Asri managed to make Evan hooked. That means true, even though speaking in a soft voice, but from the next room can be heard very clearly.

" Ye.. who kicked the board, I tuh semalem nabokin mosquito cemen who dare to bark, do not dare to attack one by one".

" I'm weird with you and Dila, so many mosquitoes but sleeping like a kebo!".

Dila who also wanted to shower and was ready to bring a change of clothes, towels, and toiletries finally left Asri who was still fighting with Evan.

" Want to take a shower too Mas?", asked Dila when she saw Kunto carrying a towel and toiletries as well, out of her room.

" Yes, actually still want to sleep for a while longer, but can't, because your roommate is the same Evan who continues to be noisy". Kunto went into the bathroom, as well as Dila who entered the other bathroom that was still empty.

The bathroom in the rented is indeed a lot, so that the occupants of the rented are quite a lot do not need to scramble or queue in the bathroom.

Dila had finished bathing and immediately washed the clothes she had been wearing, now Dila was wearing a white top shirt and a black skirt subordinate. Dila brought the clothes she had washed out of the bathroom.

" If you want to dry clothes on mba", muttered one of the new rented residents want to take a shower.

Dila looked up at her rented building. There are several other room residents who also carry laundry and climb the stairs to the roof of the building.

" If I bring a lot of change of clothes, I will wash his clothes every two days, so that energy savings do not go up and down, but whatever the power, I just bring a few casual clothes, just a few sheets, just, if not directly in the wash later can not change clothes", Dila's mind while climbing the stairs to the clothesline on the 3rd floor.

" Why so bored?", Kunto who was already wearing her work uniform was sitting in front of the room while wearing socks.

" Sun clothes from above, it was tired too, even though it only went up the stairs two floors".

Kunto smiled cutely looking at Dila's expression.

" You're just not used to it, later if you're used to living here too long accustomed to going up and down the stairs"

Dila only grinned the horse to hear Kunto's words, then went into his room to tidy up, tucked his hair a bit high and wore a hairpin that made his hair look neater. Dila also wears baby powder that she carries from home. Baby powder with the smallest packaging that is rarely used by Dila, so that one bottle with a small packaging can last up to a year of new use runs out.

" Well, it's beautiful, mbak Dila, wait for me to make my makeup a while, then we immediately stop by the food stall for breakfast, then leave to LPK". Asri who just entered the room immediately put her dirty clothes into a plastic bag in her bag.