Sorry, If I'm Two

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"This is your room?" ask Liam when he gets to Inayah's room.

The boarding room really looks empty, only items that are indeed luggage or original facilities of the hostess only in that room, almost no other additional items, or other items, in addition to the television that Liam is going to put on now.

"Yes, which room is your hostel next door ?" This is back to asking.

"I'm on the second floor" Liam replied as he coolly opened the cardboard and tried to pull out the contents.

"Oh, he said that upstairs is nice, is the place a little spacious?" ask Inayah again.

"Yes, quite wider than the room below, so many have families upstairs" Liam said.

"You, same wife above?" ask Inayah kepo.

"No, I don't have a wife yet, if I have a wife, I can't stay with you, at the boarding house, I'll take her to a comfortable house" said Liam smiled in between his busyness attached to the television bracket on the wall.

"Fortunately who will be your wife" muttered Inayah lirih.

"You want to be that lucky guy?" seductive Liam smiled at Inayah who brought two cups of hot tea in front of him who was still messing around looking for a television channel.

"No, when it comes to marriage, I'm usually unlucky" Inayah said.

"I mean ?" Liam looked towards Inayah.

"I've been married, but only a month together, four months in stay, continue on talak, without me knowing what my fault is" said Inayah, his heart seemed to back sore, as if, when his old wounds were accidentally reopened.

Liam looks a little surprised to hear Inayah's confession, remot in his hand even until regardless of his grasp, he did not expect, at the age of Inayah who was as young as that, in his old age, bnyak a trial of life that must be in nature.

"I don't know what to say, it's too common for me to just be patient, I just want to say you deserve to be happy, and definitely happy" said Liam, encouraging Inayah.

without feeling the chatter between them just flow, they are like old friends just meet, exchange stories, and strengthen each other.

"You are native Jakarta kok nge kost, do not want to gather with your parents?" Inayah was curious, because according to Liam's confession, she was native to Jakarta, but she chose to go boarding and live alone rather than live with her parents.

"Emh, my mother died while I was in high school, and then my father remarried half a year after my mother's departure, and since then, I'd rather live alone, I don't really fit my mother and half-sister anyway" Liam said at length.

"You have a sister ?"

"My stepmother's son was born to her previous husband, she was two years younger than me" Liam explained.

***

As the proximity of Inayah and Liam get closer, they often just walk or eat together when Inayah off work.

Tok,,, tock,,tock

inayah's boarding room door was knocked from the outside, Inayah who was watching her favorite soap opera as if reluctant to move to open the door.

"Kok, long time open the door?" liam protest at the doorstep.

But Inayah ignored Liam's words, did not even let him in, after opening the door she immediately ran inside and sat in front of the television again, even his eyes could not escape the 24-inch screen that was attached to the wall.

Liam shook his head while clucking,

"Ckk, you are, if you've watched the soap opera forget everything" said Liam opened a paper bag containing food he bought from outside earlier after dropping off his last passenger.

"Diem used to be or you, this is mas Al sama Mba Andin again very exciting," great-grandson Inayah.

"Ish, who else mas Al, mba Andin, had eaten first here in the same bribe Mas Liam" goda Liam thrust a plate of fried rice in front of Inayah who was still flinch not looking at him.

Unaware of Inayah, he opened his mouth and received a mouthful of fried rice from Liam in between his seriousness watching the soap opera until the rice on the plate was gone.

"Who ?" liam asked when he saw Inayah had shifted his eyes and turned to look at him, because his favorite soap opera was finished airing.

"Hehe, you were here?" ask Inayah, pura don't know.

"Ckk, a plate of fried rice that I just bribed you already ludes tuh" pointed Liam on a plate that was empty at eating Inayah.

"Mas Al continues to be glued in every mallem, Mas Liam also want times, in your attention !" babble Liam.

"Any thing, you have nothing," said Inayah embarrassed.

"Here's your phone" Liam's pinta raised his hand.

Without protest Inayah handed her old cell phone into the hands of Liam who looked up in front of her.

Liam began to dismantle Inayah's old-fashioned phone and open the new android phone he carried, then pair Inayah's sim card to the new phone.

"Nih, I'm really looking at your phone, just use this one, so I don't have trouble chat or video call you if you ever miss" Liam smilingly looked at Inayah who still seemed to not understand what Liam said to her just now.

"Who's this?" Inayah turned the square flat object in her hand, this was the first time she held the thing that she thought was so luxurious.

"That's yours, I happen to have more fortune, it's not an expensive phone, but at least it's more sophisticated than your old-school phone" Liam said.

"But I don't have any money to pay for it" Inayah returned the phone to Liam's lap.

"No need to pay, enough money, your old cell phone for me, and this is for you, pretty much, your phone in ten years will be an antique and expensive thing" Liam laughed himself.

"But I wear the old one" Inayah refused again.

"Why ? You refuse my gift? Or don't like the model?" liam's face turned grim.

"Mom-it's not like that, but,,, I can't use it" Inayah shamed.

"Geez, what do I think, here I teach you" said Liam angrily.

***

That day Inayah came home at 7 pm because she was overtime, Inayah was diligent in overtime so that she could save and send a little money to Titin in the village, so not infrequently she had to go home at night.

"Eh, sorry !" he said, when he came out of the main door of the factory and was hit by someone who was cool talking on the phone and carrying a pile of cloth samples in his hand, some cloth samples even fell to the floor.

"Are your eyes blind, Huh ?" the man was angry.

"I'm sorry, but it was my father who hit me" said Inayah.

Instantly the man turned to Inayah and looked at her in disbelief.

"Daddy ? What are you doing here ?" asked the man surprised.

"Kang Adit" muttered Inayah, she was not ready to meet the man who had hurt her.

"You, intentionally followed me ?" accuse Adit.

"It's none of your business why I'm here, and I never follow you" when Inayah rushed away leaving Adit who was still fixated as if in disbelief to see the figure of Inayah in front of him just now.

Inayah came home in a hurry to ride the ojek that had been in the message.

But when he was about to enter the boarding gate, someone who had just come down from the car stopped him.

"Heh, here is apparently your residence? You work in that factory, right ? " Adit arrived there and stopped him when he wanted to enter the boarding gate.

"What is your business ? We are not who else, you have turned on me" Inayah said.

"Really ! And there's something you should remember, never tell anyone that we know each other, when we meet anywhere, ever, because I will definitely often go to the factory where you work to pick up and order fabric for the company where I work" said Adit.

"I also don't want to say that we know each other" said Inayah.

"Have you been fighting back, have you forgotten you ever squabbled and kissed my feet, begging me not to leave, hahaha !?" Adit laughed satisfied.I

"I won't forget it, and I'll definitely pay it back !" Inayah looked at Adit.

"Don't be like if you still want to work in that place, I can easily make you lose your job and even lose your life !" threaten Adit with his devilish smile, making Inayah terrified.