Red Hooded Girl

Is This What Is Named An Angel

The morning sun began to rise. It emits light and enters through the bedroom window. The handsome man with long hair was still sleeping with his stomach on his soft mattress. The god opened his eyelids that still felt heavy, because of the sound of knocking on the door that woke his sleep.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

"Wa .. Wake up in the afternoon." Mom kept calling him.

"Hmmm ... Yes Ma," he said with a distinctive hoarse voice waking up.

"Mama leaves well dear .. You don't forget breakfast!" exclaim Mama.

"Yes Ma.." she replied lazily. Then his eyes closed again because drowsiness was still lingering.

Shortly thereafter, the car engine roar. The god who was still feeling sleepy instantly inched from his position. Sit for a moment to collect lives. Then walk towards the window and open the window curtain. His eyes narrowed to adjust the glare of sunlight. Then watch the car Mama who has gone away.

The god opened the door and entered the bathroom on the second floor. The same floor as the room. Then shower and clean yourself.

After the bath, the god went downstairs for breakfast. There was Bi Siti cooking.

"The god's Den is awake. What breakfast do you want Den?" bi Siti asked when the Gods were already sitting on the chairs.

"What is Bi?"

"There's fried rice in the same toast. Or want another breakfast later Bibi make," bargained Bi Siti.

"What is Bi .. fried rice."

"Well Den, Auntie prepare first yeah."

Bi Siti warmed the fried rice that she might have made earlier before Dewa woke up. "This is Den, breakfast."

"Still Bi Siti" he said.

"Auntie just sorted out first yeah, Den."

"Yes, Bi."

The god began to devour a plate of fried rice in front of him. While his mind flew here and there. We're wondering about his decision to leave here.

"Loh ... Den... what's the backpack? Where is the god going? Den the gods want to go again, huh?" Bi Siti strapped him with questions.

Before heading to the dining table, God put his backpack on the sofa in the tv room. "No Bi .. just wanted to go out for a while," he said.

"Don't Den Dewa want to run away?" accuse Bi Siti and her allegations of being completely on target. "Auntie wants to call mom . Let me tell you that Den Dewa wants you...."

"eeee... Don't Bi. Don't tell Mama. Please," he said with a pleading face.

"Auntie here geh. Sit here" he said. Bi Siti complied and took a sitting position in front of her while watching the God eat.

"Auntie has breakfast?" tanyanya with mouth still chew fried rice.

"Udah Den."

"Thank God your aunt had breakfast. Don't let Auntie make breakfast for us, uh even Auntie just hasn't had breakfast."

Bi Siti smiled. God was a good boy long ago. He was always friendly and respectful even though Bi Siti was just an ART.

"Den God don't go well .. pity Mama," Bi Siti persuaded.

"I ask Bi Siti to take care of Mama yah while I'm gone," she said still while feeding a spoonful of fried rice into her mouth.

"Don't go Den .. pity Mama."

"I'll be back again, if this heart feels better."

"Auntie doesn't pity me. Aunty can imagine how later if I meet the son of a bitch," he continued.

"Yes Den ... Auntie understands how Den feels. But promise me Den Dewa will be back."

"Yes dong...." He feeds the last spoon of fried rice. "And later I will miss the same fried rice made by Bi Siti," he said accompanied by a warm smile.

Bi Siti smiled looking at her employer's child whom she had cared for since infancy, since Bi Siti was a little girl first. He loved God like his nephew. His relationship was indeed closer to his master's youngest son God than to his master's eldest son Deka.

"Haha...." He laughed. Then sip a glass of water until the toilet makes his throat feel fresh. "Amen. Thank you for your prayers, Bi" he said.

"When you ask, Auntie, what's Den?"

"Awhile...." The god stood up and reached into something in his pants pocket. "This is Bi .. later Auntie gave this letter to Mama well," he said, handing over a letter to Mama that was written last night. Bi Siti nodded in understanding.

After finishing the breakfast and chatting with Bi Siti for quite a long time, the Gods left the house. Accompanied by the sobs of Bi Siti.

"Be careful, Den. Don't forget to be happy," said Bi Siti accompanying her departure while waving and tearful.

"Don't be lebay ah, Bi." The god smiled and waved his hand back.

*****

The god got off the bus, after about two hours of travel by Arimbi bus. He arrived at the Pasupatan Terminal, Serang City, Banten Province.

Attack, I'm coming. He murmured in his heart.

The whack of thirst made him sit for a while in a small stall to buy a drink. His hands were busy with cell phones, like he was texting someone. Soon his phone rang. There's a call from Soul, his best friend. He picked up his phone.

"Hey Bro, I'm already at the terminal."

"Wait a minute Wa .. I want to pray first." Soul's voice at the end of the phone.

"Huh ... Since when do you pray." It's even mocked.

"Since far from you. Pleased!!!"

"Mahaha ... Yes, pray first there. Do not forget to pray a lot. And pray for me too."

"Lo wants to nitip what prayer ... Huh..."

"Wish I could meet the angel."

"Well ... That's my way too. Wishing his prayers to me."

"Huh ... Fuckin."

"Lo where's Wa?"

"Terminals."

"Then mending lo walk again. Not far from the terminal there is a campus called UNTIRTA campus. Nah lo nunngu there aja adem and let the cave gaunang nyari lo."

"But don't be long. Get me straight up."

"Yes yes. I pray directly cappus. Yes, the cave wants to go to the mosque first."

"Ok ok."

God hung up. After about fifteen minutes of sitting in the stall. He stood up to continue his journey, following the direction of his best friend.

The sun is at its highest peak. The heat feels very stinging. The streets look empty, there are not many people who do activities on the road. Well, because it's Friday at exactly 12 p.m. When the men were in the mosque performing Friday prayers, he was on the street.

God gulped down the soda can he bought at the stall earlier. Mind raging. He felt like a stranger, suddenly stranded in this city. All this because of the jingan ba and the cheap female. His inflamed mind felt irritated on its own.

So upset he threw a can of soft drinks that he held. Throwing it strong with super power, while imagining as if he threw the two depraved humans.

Plastered

"Awww.." screamed a young girl. The girl was hit by a can of soft drinks.

"Wadm ... Gastro." The god was surprised not to play, it turned out that his throw was about a girl in a red hood. He immediately ran towards the girl who was the victim of his throw.

"Sori .. I didn't intentionally. Lo don't what...." The gods did not continue their words. His sentence evaporated just like that as the red-hooded girl who had originally lowered her head in pain, now raised her face.

Omegos is this the so-called angel. His inner.