Me And Myself

Me And Myself 32

Gilang and I ended up in the password house, even more crowded because other friends of Gilang friends turned out to gather at the password house.

I'm grateful that Gilang was a little disinclined or a little scared maybe? Because in addition to being the oldest Gilang among others Gilang is also firm in making friends.

I can see and hear him even though little I understand but friends Gilang no one dares to be silent or ask who I am.

Surely everyone would know if I was Gilang's partner, besides I was sitting right beside Gilang also I played Gilang's phone with my head down and my left hand who continued to hold the side of Gilang's shirt.

I was a coward, especially surrounded by strangers like now. All I know is Gilang, and the most frightening thing is that everyone who is chatting here is an all-male.

Aunty only occasionally appeared and re-entered letting the young people discuss her time.

No one stared intimidatingly, no one stared at horror, no one stared awkwardly let alone looked at hate.

All of these men in front of me were either staring respectfully, or perhaps even looking curiously.

Even so, no one asked with direct questions, there may be only a blink of an eye.

Because I heard Gilang several times answer "kabogoh" which means girlfriend or also say if I am his future wife.

I didn't answer or see who it was, because I kept my head down. Let Gilang spend his time with his friends.

I will only accompany him here until the time I and Gilang come home later.

I saw the clock on the phone, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.I don't know what time I and Gilang returned to the city, I'll just follow.

I want to spend more time with Gilang, I want to spend more time with him.

Although we are in the process, but the process that takes a lot of time. I don't know when it will be finished.

At three o'clock in the afternoon I returned to the cold and dark house, right me and Gilang until it rained. Though the sun still shines though not as bright as before, but now the rain is dominant.

There is no way if Gilang and I go home with a little heavy rain like this. Gilang and I were sitting in a chair by the window, while at the other end of the chair was Gilang's father smoking with a straight and sharp look.

I was still afraid, but having Gilang by my side slightly eased my fear.

"Rain pril, how dong"

I just shook my head weakly, I want to go home even if I have to go back to that house. Because I'm really not comfortable with a situation like this.

I looked back at the rain outside, I could see from the side of my eyes if Gilang kept looking at me. I turned my eyes towards him.

I raised my eyebrows asking what is it?

"You don't want to stop, last night is okay?"

Not immediately answer me back to look at the rain, I was confused even though I knew there was no other choice.

"It's okay"

I saw Gilang's face a little decay maybe Gilang relieved by my answer, after all the day is getting late, if forced besides the rain also me and Gilang will reach the night in Bandung later.

Five o'clock everyone in this house has lunch? The point is everyone eats, me and Gilang also eat together.

Because of shame, I was taken by Gilang, just a little I really can't bear the shame.

I'm not talking, I'm okay, I'm not helping anything but I can eat. It makes me awkward, because my habit is to have a new job eating.

Here I am indeed as a guest and this is very natural, but somehow the taste does not feel different from the atmosphere of my home.

It was even colder, because the two little children present did not show a crowded atmosphere.

After I finished I was still in place after I had come with Gilang to the back to wash my hands.

The night before I was asked back by his father Gilang, but I could only look up and confused what to answer.

With Gilang's help I can answer his father's question, he said if he was not in search of a girl not to go home. Or it is common to go out of the house without going home. And I replied that I had permission when my phone was dead battery.

It is not necessary to be dizzy, anyways will not be useful also if I permit. Although at least I should say.

At 10 my eyes began to sleepy even very drowsy because from earlier I held it, Gilang saw me so asked for a pillow and I slept in this long chair with Gilang near my feet.

But Gilang really did not budge, Gilang is still in the same place with cigarettes and mobile phones, with occasional glances at me.

I was calm even though my sleep could not be good, everyone in this house had entered into their respective rooms.

This house is spacious but only has two bedrooms one bathroom and a very dark kitchen space.

Here live me and Gilang, even so Gilang do not dare like me. Only occasionally glanced at me, I woke up.

"Why not sleep?"

"However, why did you wake up. Not good for sleeping?"

"Not what"

It's so cold maybe because of the area near the mountains or is it in the mountains?

The clock showed at one in the morning. I continued to sleep, and I saw Gilang by my feet lying down. With my feet together with my sister, I smiled. And we fell asleep.

My eyes opened when I heard Adhan's voice, so close it felt. It might be close to the mosque.

Usually in my house, this hour is crowded and busy with activities. But here it seems like people are active during the day, not in the beginning with a day that is still dawn like this.

Obviously maybe even if the original people here, people will be active after sunrise, because it is really cold more piercing than last night.

I moved, I wanted to wash my face but I didn't dare. Then I took my phone cased last night by Gilang.

Then out, at half-six there was already light. With my phone outside hearing as little music as possible.

Really cold, because here there are still many trees especially in front of the house there is a tea garden in the fort.

I see the dew around the house is still clearly visible because the scene is blurred even barely visible.

I like the air here is calm and beautiful, but the condition of the house that I do not like.

Of course because of a lot of unspeakable pressure. There I feel more comfortable in the password house, although many men or aunts the same mother did not say anything, but his warm attitude did not frighten me.

In addition, the house is bright and warm. Not warm air, because the air is the same cold. But warm because of his people.

While here it is dark, a little dirty like not in the care of when there is a young child, a couple of husband and wife is certainly in charge of cleaning the house is not it?

I don't know maybe I'm used to being clean, even though my room is not as clean as her mother's house, but my room is comfortable because I'm not this happy.

I came in, it was getting late and I was afraid that if anyone would wake up and sit in my seat, I would have to sit where if I didn't with Gilang I wouldn't.

At ten in the morning Gilang was still not awake, I was anxious trying to wake him up. It's not what everyone here has opened their eyes to, and I'm not comfortable.

Indeed, no one spoke to me, but the sharp eyes of his father Gilang really scared me, especially the woman in shabby clothes yesterday did not speak to me at all, he said, not even a stale base and I'm getting clumsy.

Though all I know from missing last night, that man is Gilang's older brother and that woman is his wife. Which means the woman's sister-in-law Gilang, but the war really does not make comfortable.

At eleven o'clock Gilang finally woke up, at our front desk there has been food since the morning people here have been providing food and they will just eat.

Either because waiting for Gilang to wake up to eat, or because Gilang who sleeps in a chair blocking others I don't know.

Because honestly I still keep looking down. I was afraid, even when Gilang went to the bathroom I went along.

I don't want to stay even if it's just a little while, it'll be a long time if it's in a very awkward and creepy position like this.

Ah so insolent I am, even I was visiting the future-in-law but my thoughts are bad, but it is really as scary as it is here at the moment.

Gilang and I went back and ate. But only Gilang eats me no, I don't want me to be ashamed. So the action is silent, even though I know Gilang is angry.

Gilang will be angry if about me who does not eat, because honestly I'm a little difficult to eat what else with the stomach disease my money suffered.

It made Gilang very annoyed when he saw that I did not want to eat.

Let it be later on the road I can snack, I want to cilok like yesterday morning.

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