Magic Lantern

Alone

Ratih hangs the lanterns Krishna gave them last time they met and separated.

He stared at the paper lantern in front of him.

Who am I gonna give it to?

His whisper in his heart.

Someone who would certainly be completely different from Krishna.

Train also avoids association. Keep away from his co-workers.

"Come on! Come with us! You just worked here and introduced yourself."

"I really can't. I'm following the descent, aren't I?"

Some were annoyed by the attitude of the withdrawing Trainer.

"A snob!"

"Huss! What the hell are you doing?"

"New kid but so arrogant!"

"Easy! What matters is that he's on the descent. He never makes trouble here either."

"You're defending him, have a crush, huh?"

"Your defense will have no end!"

The clock shows twelve o'clock less. Ratih finished his work as quickly as possible and rushed towards his contract.

He used his lunch hour to relax at his residence.

If he is lazy to cook he buys food around him or orders through go food.

He opened the fridge. Means frying chicken and tempe ungkep and making spinach vegetables.

Clean the house if it is not done in the morning because you wake up late.

It alone makes him able to concentrate more on what he is doing.

Finish eating. He sliced the cake he bought yesterday after coming home from work.

Home sweet home. His rented house is not just a house but also a home for his soul.

He opens youtube. Have a new hobby of looking through cooking recipes and trying them out occasionally.

Cooking is healing. If every time a broken heart finds another pent-up ability in him, it is actually not something ugly even in the hands of the right person, a broken heart can make a person something extraordinary.

I think a broken heart can also make you insane.

Ratih quickly brushed off his mind that had begun to fuss.

Remembering a broken heart does not always have a good impact on everyone. Some commit suicide or commit bad deeds. However, no matter how good the impact a person feels through it, no one expects them to feel heartbreak.

The bell of his house rang. He has never accepted anyone visiting his home since his move.

Patih opened the door of his house. Four of his co-workers were at his doorstep.

"A ride to eat, shall you?"

Ratih nodded his head.

"Please enter!"

They went into his house. Sitting on the living room sofa doubles the family room.

"Eat at the dinner table."

"No need. It's good here."

Train to get four glasses and a pot of water.

Opening the fridge took out the chocolate sponge cake chips he bought yesterday. Sliced it and put it on a plate.

"Not bother! We just hitchhiked. Dio said your house is near the office and it's true."

"No hassle. Yesterday I bought it when I came home on foot because I wasn't overtime yesterday. Want to go home and relax at home."

"You're really lucky to have a place to live near the office. I have to travel at least an hour to get home."

"I deliberately look for a house close to work so that my time is efficient and do not waste a lot of time on the road I better use to rest or tidy up the house if I do not have time for leaving in the morning."

"Move isn't easy and I think it's better to enjoy it."

"Especially if you have a family. There are many considerations in choosing something."

They eat while chatting occasionally they joke and Ratih only listens and occasionally laughs.

"How about Sunday night tomorrow we walk together?"

"Can we stay at your house? We're all women and there's no problem staying as long as you let."

"Sure, I don't mind!"

"Good!"