My Girlfriend's Account Balance

What May?

Raka let out a rough sigh letting him in. After all, he often hitchhiked in Fujiko's room, right?

"In the afternoon, don't shake the bed" Ragil chirped away, staring at Raka letting Fujiko in. Really good friends who share, right?

Raka let out a rough sigh, closing the door of the room. Fujiko's eyes took a peek, the room she had only seen for the past year from the outside. There were tables and chairs, just a few flash drives and used books on the table. Seen from the cover like an ancient book that has been weathered. Maybe Raka bought it from the flea market.

Plastic cabinets used by their neighbors who moved 10 months ago also exist. Bought by Raka for 98,000 rupiah, after the alot offer, when their boarding neighbors moved first. Four-stacking plastic cabinets, whose original price is around 800,000 rupiah, are pictured Doraemon.

There is nothing strange, a cheap sponge single bed, is on the floor, complete with a pillow and bolsters. There's not much in the room. Not even a family photo exists at all.

Raka is seen sitting back, typing using her cheap laptop. Next to the laptop there is only water and bread that looks hard, may have almost entered its expiration date.

It is very concerning, not to feel a drop of tears flowing, imagining the drama of Raka's life in the village. Remember this is just Fujiko's delusion, considering that Raka doesn't tell too much about her family.

Perhaps Raka's mother often looked for grass near the ravine, raising goats just to eat. While Raka's father may be a worker climber clove tree, or worse still a maker of woven baskets of bamboo. An elderly couple with an only child, working in the city. The son who only sent money a few hundred thousand to his parents. Already trying to live frugally, but only condemned his solitude, can not send more.

That's what Fujiko had in mind about his best friend's life. Raka's face may be feisty but holds a lot of weight. With doubt Fujiko went into the bathroom.

His eyes looked down on some small soap stacked together, as well as a toothpaste that was folded up to run out. Fujiko gave a rough sigh expecting this to happen until she took out soap and toothpaste from her pocket. Slowly wash yourself using a dipper but more unfortunate again the shampoo runs out.

"The shampoo is up!" fujiko shouted from inside.

"Use chemistry! put the water in and shake it, and then put it on!" raka said from inside the room.

Fujiko took a breath. Being the wife of his best friend will surely have bad luck. The shampoo bottle was soaked. Until the water goes into the bottle, as Raka ordered, with the spirit of Fujiko shuffling...Shampoo bottles until the white liquid comes out, although diluted but the foam produced is quite a lot to wash his hair.

Only then did he get back in his clothes. After drying her hair with a towel. There is something strange with Raka's towel, the QR hotel at the end.

His high-level imagination is back. Maybe for the sake of petrifying the treatment of his sick mother Raka sells himself to aunty-tante.

The woman who returns to tears of pity at the fate of her best friend, unaware a few days ago that she almost got married to Om-om.

Slowly get out of the bathroom. Stare at the stingy."Raka if you need money tell me, huh? Can I help you lend me. Don't sleep with aunts! You are still young!" snapped it.

Raka frowned, staring at the towel Fujiko had brought out of the bathroom. A fierce woman who is like finding another woman's underwear in her husband's suitcase. Truly fierce, beating ferociously anj*ng their neighbors home.

"I got a three night free stay. But I didn't take it, just stayed there for half a day. After that I brought home some towels and soap. Tell them at the reception desk, may I ask. Because they let me take her home." The answer from him, do not understand with friends separated by the wall.

Raka just nodded, the thing that happened was actually, he got an offer to try the newly opened hotel. Maybe to attract Raka to make an investment. But the young man stayed for only half a day and then asked for towels and soap at the reception.

"You said there was soap too, right? Then why does your soapy bathroom look pathetic?" ask Fujiko.

"Because it's still there, so I keep the soap," replied Raka innocently.

"Then these past few days why are you taking a bath in my room?" The woman asked again.

"A. I like you! I mean, I love the smell of your soap." A young man who tries hard to stabilize his emotions. Although his heart rate is irregular, especially when changing Fujiko clothes.

But still can not, what if the woman who became his friend, asked for a private jet, to go around. Brushing to his brothers.

Nah! No, she and Fujiko are friends. Fujiko now has a lover who can make her happy. This is when Raka returns to her original status, only friends, even having to dodge.

"What are you doing?" asked Fujiko, with the head position next to Raka's head. Smelled shampoo. It happened again, he was really shit.

"Stay away," Pinta Raka, with a situation that is not okay.

"away? We often sleep in one bed. Don't be so nervous, you've even seen me wearing a towel." His words still thought Raka had an abnormality to the point of not having a taste or awkwardness to her.

Fujiko started to sit on the bed, then lay down her body."Raka why don't you make me breakfast?"

"I'm busy," answered Raka, swallowing her own saliva. A girl was lying on her bed. What's he supposed to do? Should it be executed? Not enough money.

"Raka, we are both far from our parents. Relying on each other this year, I was actually fired from the factory. Can I take a life from you?" Dustanya, actually just want Raka to come back with him like before.

The young man hesitated a little, sighing harshly. Fujiko helped her a lot. Especially there are times, giving himself an entrostop when trying to buy expired food.

Raka nodded."Come every morning and evening to eat, you can take a bath here. But you better not move to my place. Because if there's a raid we'll get married."

Fujiko nodded, then smiled."Can I stay tonight? I'm afraid to be alone,"

The sinless words from Fujiko who was still lying on the bed, made Raka swallow her own saliva.