
Naya was sitting relaxing at her father's house drinking a cup of warm tea and accompanied by a plate of various cakes that she had bought while traveling to her father's house.
"Why are you so relaxed as to leave two of those rioters in one house?" ronald asked, looking at his son in wonder. Kevan and Deryl are two men who can't make peace. They are always competing, even for the unimportant.
"They must have gotten along, really. Just relax."
Ronald just nodded in trust in his son's words. It's okay if the two humans are left in one house, so far as Ronald observes they only often fight, not to the stage of killing. It can still be said to be safe. "Dad hasn't seen Deryl again after your wedding, and when dad visited your house, he wasn't there. You guys okay?"
"Good, dad. It was just that he was having a little trouble. I'm gonna ask Deryl to see me."
**
At the moment Deryl and Kevan are still sitting on the couch just like last night. Deryl's question was answered by Kevan but answered wrongly, so he had to take a drink in the fridge and go buy a snack. Deryl said, the correct answer is 'nothing is dirty, because their home wc is always clean and the soap is also clean because it is still wrapped.'
"Hey, bodies. I'm getting bored. Also today I am off to work." Kevan said still lying with a pack of clothes on his chest.
"I'm also bored, unfortunately today I also take a day off to the hospital. What should I do..."
"How about playing the game again?" ask Kevan.
"Ah I'm bored. You keep losing, when I have to fight alone." replied Deryl. The man tilted his body to the left because he was bored. Left alone like this slashed the contents of Deryl's brain to do something fun.
"I know what we're doing!" kevan.
"What's that?"
"There you. The point is you and I have to take a shower first, I'm hungry."
"Let's just buy it. Delivery, I'm lazy to deal with the kitchen."
Kevan nodded, he picked up his phone and ordered some food delivery. Oh don't forget, this time Deryl's paying. After that, they went to their own rooms. After an hour later, they returned to the sofa that had recently become his gathering place.
"What a long delivery, yes, I'm hungry" Kevan said.
"Try you check again, who knows he's got the wrong address."
"It's true, really. I may have mispronounced the address."
"But why so long? I think it took me an hour to take a shower. And also the food was ordered before the bath."
"Did I just call her mom?" ask Kevan.
Deryl nodded, approving Kevan's remarks.
"Let me ask the mama carefully" said Kevan. He took his phone on the table, he had already asked for his delivery number. So he just needs to call and ask where the guy is now because he and Deryl are almost out of steam.
"Hello mang! You are not food delivery intent anyway?! I'm starving!" kevan said as soon as the phone was connected.
'Sorry, Sir! I mean really, just wait a minute!' sahut from across there.
"Quick! My friend and I are almost out of steam, don't blame me for not opening the door!"
'Yes, Sir! I'm on the road! Already yes, don't bother me!'
Kevan immediately disconnects his call and puts his phone on the table. He leaned his body onto the sofa.
"What did his mom say?" ask Deryl.
"Say again on the street. Just a minute."
"Why if you're hungry like this is stupid, huh?"
Kevan is silent, not speaking to Deryl. He is saving a little energy in order to open the door delivery later. So, goleran disofa is the best way to live the boring days.
Almost two and a half hours of waiting, Deryl and Kevan also almost fell asleep waiting, the delivery mamang finally arrived. Now the man is again clasping the door of the house in front.
"Woi, this food. What buying intention is not?" he screamed from outside. There was no sign of the mamang delivery.
"Mr alay! Where's my money?"
"There's money."
With a grumbling face, the mamang finally handed the three parcels to Kevan. "This, fried rice doesn't use rice, does it?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Such a short answer, like my chat chat" confided the mamang.
Kevan bodoamat, after he took the three packages he immediately drove the mamang to quickly leave his house. He will love the mamang's one star.
"Yetoooooo!" deryl.
"Crazy yeah, it should be eight o'clock we've eaten but because our crazy mamang so eat eleven o'clock at noon."
"You're crazy to feel." Deryl immediately took an order from her. Even he who incidentally a doctor immediately opened his package does not use hand washing directly eat. This is called the suffering of the husband left by the wife.
"Jorok really does not wash his hands, he said the doctor." Kevan said. But he is the same.
"Shut up! I'm hungry, you're self-conscious. You didn't wash your hands either, but you also finished peeling."
"Ah yes, right too. It tastes a little bit saltier."
"Snake."
"Dude, we're both slovenly because hunger is over. Understand it."
Deryl doesn't say anymore, she's eating. And Kevan too. The two men could make peace in the affairs of the stomach.
"Ah saturat~" said Kevan.
"I miss Naya." said Deryl after washing her hands.
"Yes. I miss him too. We become so unkempt,"
"We? Just you. I can still take care of myself, the proof is that I'm still handsome and cool" Deryl said.
Kevan snorted, it was no good for this Deryl when his stomach was full. His mouth likes to take out the chili, spicy.
"Ah I don't know! I'm sick of you."
"By the way before this house was a former haunted hospital building here" said Deryl began the story.
"Ah is right. The time you built that house was so. Not very rich."
"Listen first, stupid. So I subconsciously suddenly bought land here. I don't know when I'll pay, either, but the papers are with me."
"You mean you're not like you?"
"Such like that, it used to be said that this hospital had a mentally ill patient who killed everyone in the hospital until he killed himself with a butcher's knife."
"It must be a conspiracy! Let's not say he's a butcher who sells meat in the past, because he's expensive meat he's gone crazy and killed everyone!"
"Ah done. My horror stories are ruined because of you. Ah lazy, I'm gonna sleep until I get bored."
"Deryl! Tell me not half! Quickly finish I'm curious about Deryl...."
Deryl closed her eyes, tired of Kevan's stupid behavior.
** **to be continue .
sorry, but my idea is deadlocked. Sorry if it was crunchy because it was later fried**.