
"I'm anterine up ya." Tukas Azfan when they reached the apartment lobby, he was worried if there were more bad people stalking Khalisa. Although Azfan knows luxury apartments like Casey Avenue must have a strict security system. But Azfan can be calm if you take Khalisa to the front of his apartment unit.
"Thank you, yeah." Khalisa nodded, in fact he was also afraid to take the elevator and pass through the corridor alone. Khalisa was still traumatized by the incident, it was the worst event he had ever experienced other than meeting a cat. Khalisa was relieved because without being asked Azfan wanted to drive him until he entered the apartment.
"Azfan, actually a few days ago Rindang told me there was always a banging on the door of his apartment every midnight." Khalisa was hesitant to tell Azfan about it, but because Azfan was already involved with this problem, he felt he had to tell it.
"You don't know who that guy is?" Azfan turned to Khalisa who shook his head to answer his question. "You suspect that he's the same person as the three men?"
"Well, what do you think?" Khalisa also cannot be of prejudiced origin without clear evidence.
"Is it possible for someone to sneak in and bang on the door of Rindang's apartment at midnight?"
Khalisa seemed to think and sigh heavily, "when Ama chose this place the apartment said that security here is very tight, that's why Ama can be calm as long as I live here."
"So you mean there can't be anyone smuggling in here?"
Khalisa nodded confidently but at the thought of the 3 men earlier, his confidence slowly faded.
It's possible that the culprit is the occupant of this apartment.
Khalisa and Azfan thought the same thing but they did not dare to reveal it. Because Azfan does not know what the apartment dwellers are like here, while Khalisa knows very well that none of them are suspicious. Khalisa felt that all his neighbors were kind and that it was impossible to disturb the other residents by banging on his door at midnight.
They got out of the elevator when they got to the floor where Khalisa's apartment unit was located.
"Khalisa, just got home?" An athletic boy greeted Khalisa as they passed each other in the corridor of the apartment.
"Eh Mas Revan, yes." Khalisa replied to the greeting of the man named Revan.
"Who is this?" Revan sees Azfan coming out of the elevator along with Khalisa.
"Oh this is Azfan, my campus minister." Khalisa turned to Azfan, "Azfan this is Mas Revan son of Bu Ria and Mr Bowo who we met at that time in the elevator, would not you?"
"Yes-yes, let's go." Azfan reached out to Revan to get acquainted.
"Where's Mas Revan from?" Khalisa asked because Ria and Bowo's apartment unit was under this floor.
"I was told Mama could go to your next-door neighbor."
"Oh." Khalisa. Sekba is one of Baabi's innards dishes boiled into soup and topped with soy sauce. Ria is good at cooking and likes to distribute food to neighbors.
"Yes first." Revan waved at Khalisa and Azfan.
"I think I'm sleeping in Rindang's apartment tonight." Khalisa stepped back after Revan got into the elevator.
"Why?" Azfan frowned, he actually wanted to ask Khalisa carefully because he only lived alone in this apartment. But Khalisa actually wanted to sleep in Rindang's apartment, it made Azfan even more afraid.
"I'd like to see who's gedor Rindang's apartment."
"She is calm." Khalisa smiled broadly, "thank you for letting me get here, you be careful on the road."
"Yes." Yeah." Azfan nodded.
Khalisa saw the corner of Azfan's injured lip, "oh yes, until the house do not forget to clean your wound."
"You too, your wounds are worse." Azfan's view took to the hands of Khalisa who was also wounded.
Khalisa came to see his hands, he forgot that they were also hurt, "yes."
Khalisa waved his hand at Azfan before entering his apartment. He wanted to take his things first before moving to Rindang's apartment and sleeping there.
******
Khalisa pressed some numbers on the door of Rindang's apartment. They do know each other's apartment codes because usually at any time Rindang sleeps in Khalisa's apartment or vice versa.
Rindang Apartment is a little messy in some parts. Khalisa picked up food wrappers on the floor, he also saw many packages of unopened items in the corner of the living room.
The wall clock shows at 10 pm, Khalisa wants to immediately break down but see the stuff scattered he becomes uncomfortable and will not be able to sleep before cleaning it.
With all the energy left, Khalisa returned the scattered items to their original place until finally he was completely exhausted, his eyes felt heavy asking to be closed immediately.
Khalisa also put some of Rindang's cell phones on the desk. Rindang had several times got endorsement smartphone brand so that Rindang has several phones that are not used. Of course, who uses more than two or three cell phones.
Seeing the phone suddenly made Khalisa think of Azfan. Khalisa did not know that Azfan's phone looks very sad. Maybe for Rindang or Khalisa to have a few phones is not special. But Khalisa believes for Azfan, the phone is a special object.
"Can I have one?" Khalisa picked up the one cell phone closest to his hand. Khalisa was sure if he asked for one for sure Rindang would be happy to give it but all he thought about was whether it would hurt Azfan's feelings. How to give Azfan a new phone without hurting his feelings.
Khalisa stepped closer to the sofa and threw his body into the soft sofa and fell asleep in seconds. He hoped he would wake up when someone knocked on the door of the apartment.
******
Azfan clasped his hands behind his head using it as a pillow, he stared at the ceiling of his white boarding room. Azfan could not immediately sleep thinking about Khalisa, he was afraid if someone suddenly entered Rindang's apartment while Khalisa was sleeping. Although of course it is not possible because the door uses a password system to open it. But Azfan could not take his mind off Khalisa.
Astarghfirullah's.
Azfan closed his eyes trying to fall asleep because it is not good if he continues to think about Khalisa. He prayed that Khalisa would always be in the protection of Allah.
Although he tried to close his eyes, Azfan did not sleep. Finally he got off the bed stepping towards the corner of his room. He took a cat-shaped pottery piggy bank. Suddenly Bimo's words flashed in Azfan's mind. He was wondering whether to break the piggy bank to buy a new phone or not. It was money that Azfan always set aside whenever he got money from making calligraphy. If at any time Azfan needed money for urgent matters then he would break the piggy bank. Is a new cell phone an urgent need?
Azfan let out a heavy sigh returning the piggy bank to its original place. He would break his piggy bank after his phone was completely unusable.
Azfan went back up to the bed positioning himself tilted to the right and placed his hand under the cheek. Azfan read the prayer before going to bed then the verse of the chair and the last 2 verses of the letter Al Baqarah.