
Raka looks wobbly waiting for a taxi, lucky that he did not see Puspa who is hiding behind a motorcycle taxi driver.
"Ngapain anyway, Neng? Squat down there?" The carpenter asked after seeing Puspa's strange giraffe.
"Sttt!" Puspa gestured with his index finger for the man to be silent.
After Raka went to take a taxi, Puspa immediately got up and paid the fare.
"Take it back, Bang!" Puspa said as he headed towards the gate in a hurry.
"It's a dick of Neng's money, no change," the taxi man grumbled as he put the green note in his pocket and darted away.
"You home, Ndin?" Puspa immediately entered the room and took a large bag in the closet. Seeing that made Andin confused. "Where are you going? Why packing?" ask the girl.
"I've got a new place that's closer than work," replied Puspa lying. His relationship with Andin had not been so close and he could not believe it just like that. Raka who he had known since Orok alone was able to betray him, especially Andin.
"You got a job, Pus?"
"Yes, Alhmdulillah." Puspa had to lie again.
"Thank God, your phone number is still active, right? From last night I called you can't?" Andin did not care about what had happened to Puspa, so that the girl did not come home overnight. He was just trying to buy time, so that Puspa would not leave before Raka came.
When he saw the arrival of Puspa, Andin immediately sent a chat message to Raka. However, it took time for the man to come there, because now he was far from the hostels.
"My phone is dead" replied Puspa briefly.
After finishing packing all the clothes and important items, Puspa rushed out of the room.
"I'm going, Ndin. Next time we meet again," said Puspa, waving to the girl who looks riled on the bed.
"Alright, Careful!" Lazily Andin returned the wave of Puspa's hand.
When he arrived at the gate, Puspa remembered something. There's stuff left in the boarding room. The girl immediately went back to the room to pick it up. However, when he just arrived at the doorway, Puspa accidentally heard Andin talking to someone on the phone.
"You need to hurry here, Raka! Puspa just left with all his stuff."
Puspa was silent for a moment.he also thought 'So it's true that Andin also can not be trusted. What's with everyone in this town? Why are they a hobby once betrayed?'
Puspa quickly grabbed Andin's phone and pressed the red button on the screen. "So you were in contact with Raka? You told him about my whereabouts? How much did you pay him?" Puspa's voice began to rise.
"What do you mean, Puspa? I was just telling him that you're home, because he looks worried" Andin dodged.
"Do you know what that bren****k guy did to me? He sold me to a brothel, Andin!" Puspa was frustrated with the attitude of his roommate.
"What's wrong with that? this is life in the city, Puspa. You should be thanking him because he gave you a job" Andin said lightly.
"Lucky? Unfortunately I'm not like you who are willing to sell self-esteem for material sake!"
Puspa increasingly stirred emotions. His guess about Andin turned out to be true. The girl in front of him often came home at night because she was looking for money by peddling herself.
"Squeals! it's disgusting!" Puspa spat in front of Andin to insult the girl.
Puspa did not want to linger there. He immediately picked up the watch left on the table, then left.
Meanwhile, Andin was blabbering incessantly.
Puspa carrying his big bag to the side of the road to find a taxi. "I have to get out of here immediately, because Raka must be heading here as well" muttered Puspa as he focused on looking down the road.
After successfully selling Danu's expensive mobile phone, Puspa walked towards the big road.
"Puspa! Stop that!" There was the sound of someone calling the name Puspa, which made the girl look doubtful.
True what is feared. Somewhat far from where Puspa was standing, Raka was seen running towards him. Without a second thought, Puspa took a thousand steps. He ran to the sidewalk holding a large bag of clothes. It was quite heavy, but how else could he not leave it.
"How did Raka find me?" Puspa continued muttering while running.
When he reached the intersection, Puspa chose to turn to outwit Raka. He continued to walk in the narrow alley and hid behind the old building.
"Ah, fuck! where did the village girl go?" The sturdy man had completely lost track of Puspa.
Puspa did not waste the opportunity when he saw the car with the door open stopped in front of him.
It looks like the owner forgot to close the car door when he left it. "Bodo is very this car who, the important thing I can hide" said Puspa while getting into the car.
From inside, Raka looks wretched at the end of the road. "Hopefully he didn't see me" Puspa continued to stare towards the back of the car right where Raka was standing, as he was too focused he didn't realize the owner had returned.
"Hey ... Who are you? why are you in my car?" ask the man who owns the car.
"I'm sorry, please don't misunderstand me, I don't have bad intentions, I just go into hiding," Puspa's voice rang out.however he was afraid that the car owner would accuse him of being a thief.
"You! Bar-bar girl!" The man widened his eyes when he recognized Puspa's face.
"Satya sir?" Puspa was no less surprised. Among the many cars in the city why should the car of the arrogant man who Puspa ride?
Satya drags Puspa's hand until the girl gets out of the car. "I beg you Sir. This once helped me, the man there wanted to arrest me," Puspa said, he no longer cared about his pride because his safety was more important.
"It's none of my business, what's in it for me anyway?" Satya said cynically.
"If you help the weak, you will be loved by God" Puspa said.
"I don't care!" Satya slightly pushed Puspa's body to get the girl away from her car.
"Where are you going?" Raka swiftly caught Puspa's wrist making it difficult for the girl to escape.
"Depart, Raka!"
"I'll take you back to your mommy's place, come on !" said Raka while pulling Puspa's hand violently.
"Hey! Get your ladder off of him!"
Raka's steps came to a halt when she heard a loud voice from behind.