Rasha And Goman

Nine

A bright morning plus the sound of an alarm that shows at 7 am, the cold AC still feels piercing the body. The room is still dark because the curtains have not been opened, it is certainly clear that the aroma of the rest of the pizza last night is still smelled. Rasha was like a motionless undead with no sound letting her alarm converge, as usual her level of laziness was higher.

Remembering the time when Rasha who lived on the streets got food if anyone was compassionate, since the Orphanage in her place in the rushes she and her friends had to go out to find their own way of life. They split up along the streets carrying clothes only Mancung when it remained with him to look after each other, accompany, and help each other. About the school should not be asked again he did not even finish elementary school, but the attitude of wanting to learn was never extinguished. Financial factors make him have to give up the ideals of becoming a doctor let alone the cost of his life in the responsibility of the Orphanage which is now in ruins, living wandering the streets adding to the rigors of life. Waking up every night makes him rarely sleep for fear of strangers, he knows many cases of rape and even murder he is always awake every night he has to take care of himself he can not expect much with Mancung because they are the same age. Sleeping in front of the store, under the bridge, even once hitchhiking on the porch of people's homes. His current attitude is only retaliation about his past, he wants to enjoy his success he just wants to feel the sweetness of the struggle all along.

"The laziness of me." The sound of Rasha pressing when turning off the alarm on the phone, he looked towards the sofa does not look Silsi there. " It's gone." He muttered, then he buried his face in the pillow.

Two weeks went by without Mancung making him lonely usually Mancung who woke him up to sleep he felt homesick with his street friend but if remembering their togetherness made him a little upset because Mancung always made him angry.

Rasha grabbed the phone he felt so missed with Mancung who was considered his own sister sent a message so that he quickly went home.

"Sung I miss you, come home dong cepetan bete nih in the apartment alone." The message was sent, before long the habit appeared when he had dinner so much must be the morning immediately defecating. Rasha could not stand running to the bathroom until she stumbled, she must have forgotten to turn on the lights let alone open the curtains, falling hard enough to make her grimace in pain and the one in the back was grimacing harder.

"Ouch... It must be Rasha's sister, your brain where the hell you sick tau." Silsi holds her left abdomen because she hit Rasha's leg.

"Brain good yes you talk to the boss, look out for you later I want to pee first." Rasha would love to curse longer but there must be something thrown away first.

Free if something that stuck is gone, Rasha out of the bathroom light that enters her apartment makes her eyes glare but she still wants to curse Silsi. Looking at the empty surroundings there was no sign of the life of others just himself and was seen a box of used pizzas last night. Rasha growled looking for Silsi throughout the room but there was no sign of her existence. Of course Rasha's screams finally came out echoing throughout her apartment.

"Aarggggghhhhh Silsi your brain doesn't exist...." Shouts growled.

Silsi who was driving a car choked suddenly he was sure Rasha must have cursed him, "surely he's getting crazy hahaha." Silsi laughed as she took her car home.

The clock shows that at 7:52 Rasha was already in her office with her trusted secretary, her soft seat in the office made her lean, she looked at Silsi's desk as if she wanted to immediately pounce on the owner of the chair.

"Current clock has not come to see the clock on the wall of his room." Rasha was still furious with him from night to morning, the first time he had come to the office this early without a shower, without brushing his teeth, she said, without washing his face, his hair is tangled in any tie and the severity of his yellow nightgown is still attached to his body.

A faint singing voice rang out from outside the room, Rasha who heard kept staring at the door. A happy song in the morning definitely adds to the spirit of carrying out activities.

Rasha's open door immediately stood staring angrily, her eyes glaring like they were about to come out. Silsi who was in front of him was very surprised to see Rasha with such a condition, she again closed the door and ran away. Rasha was getting upset and chasing him the name of Silsi echoed throughout the office, Silsi with her office clothes running fast in addition to high heels that she wore made her run slow. While Rasha's running pace is like a fidelity in addition to the flip flops used to help him this time, his anger with Silsi must be treated today.

"That's Secretary Silsi right?"

"I'm crazy about girls wearing nightgowns to the office."

"Secretary is running away."

"The two are suspicious of both."

"Basic stress."

Hearing that Rasha was getting furious he told Silsi to talk, he did not want to be the talk of people.

"You tell them to leave, don't tell me who I am." Rasha's Order.

"Ready boss." Said slowly.

Rasha nodded her head hoping that no one would question her.

Silsi looked at the employees with an angry look.

"What a look has gone in there!" Silsi's orders were harsh.

The employees were frightened to see that some were laughing as well while leaving the two of them.

"By your attention, I want to go home first our business has not been spread." He pointed at Silsi and told her to go inside.

Seeing Silsi turn back her body so Rasha wanted to quickly get out she was too embarrassed by her current self, she walked a few steps and stopped when she saw Goman was already in front of her eyes. His feelings become one of the more chaotic, he realizes himself like a madman in front of Goman. Goman looked at him strangely her feelings also became one moreover she was confused, staring at Rasha from toe to head. Question after question flashed in his head he did not dare to prejudge Rasha while the woman before him was still staring at Goman, he is unable to speak even he is also confused to explain whether he does not want Goman to know his identity in the near future he wants to tell at the right time. Not knowing also when but clearly not now, his stuffy head he was confused to do what he just stared at Goman gaping.