The Dark Side of the Mentari

New slot

The dawn prayer roused Rania from her restless sleep. Throughout the night he did not sleep well because of his fear of people sneaking into the house until carried away by dreams.

Today the script should be completed, not to revise again. He has been checking everything since the dawn prayer. Only water and a piece of cake from Diah's house last night stuck up her stomach. Along the way to the campus Rania did not stop saying prayers so that the path was facilitated. Even he until bernadzar if there are no more revisions, he will give alms to rickshawmen who usually go in front of the campus or on the side of the road. He always believed that usually the prayer of the persecuted person is always granted. And was that pedicab man persecuted? Not necessarily.

Not to mention entering the campus gate the motor was stopped by Diah who had just got off the car escorted by Dandy. The veiled girl went straight up to her motorbike in her tomboyish style.

"You're okay, aren't you Ran?."

Rania shrugged her shoulders. "As you can see."

"You'd better sleep in my house until someone rents your room."

"But I'm talking to your family, Diah."

"You're familiar with Dandy's mother and sister. I rarely go home either."

"Yes, but I'm afraid to continue to bother. After all, it's not necessarily the bad guys who forced the door open."

Diah sneers,

"Where is there a well-intentioned person prying at the door of Ran's house??."

Arriving at Diah's parking lot immediately went down. Rania deliberately parked her motorcycle on the edge so that later it was easier to get out. They plan to go with Dandy after college.

"Ran, when do you want to go home?."

"Not yet, why?."

"Follow dong, want to know what it's like to have a village."

He laughed, laughing at his own words.

"You are, there is. Later if you want to pounce I will tell ya. But if my village is quiet, let alone mall, minimarket is not there."

"really?. So it's getting curious."

"The name is also Diah village, if there are most mall visitors are just a few. Could bankrupt them." Both giggle.

The atmosphere of the campus is starting to get crowded. The two of them walked in tandem towards the classroom past the rows of bathrooms, a faint pushy smell filling the nose. Reflexes both hold their breath, close their mouths tightly so as not to vomit. Habits, there are still people who are not aware to maintain cleanliness. He peed, everyone who passed by was told to smell it. What is the difficulty of watering the former pee until clean?.

"Jeek..huek...." Diah ran ahead of Rania because she couldn't stand it anymore.

"I went to class first." Without waiting for an answer Diah ran small towards her class.

The day was perfect, everything went as smoothly as expected. Relieved, that's what Rania felt as soon as she finished thrusting again the script. No more revisions. He hummed slightly towards the parking lot where Diah was waiting for him, sitting with his chin on the bike.

"But Dandy's brother sent a message saying he's waiting for us at the boarding house." Replied Rania while pulling over her motorbike, approaching the rickshawman yanggangkal on the side of the road near the intersection.

Rania got off the bike, grabbed the money she had prepared in her pocket. Not much, but he was sure enough to buy four or five lunches.

"What money is this?." The aged rickshawman was confused when a girl suddenly offered him money.

"There is a little windfall, can buy lunch gentlemen. Let's sir." Without waiting for a reply Rania walked towards her bike.

They stopped at the building store to buy a door slot before sliding home. Last week, in a short message, Dandy said he would help fix the broken door slot last night. Not good, not calling a handyman. Automatically do not spend money on repair costs as well.

Rania reduced the speed of the motor after entering the front alley of her boarding house. It looks like Dandy's car was parked right in front of the entrance until Rania was forced to park his motorcycle attached to the fence.

"It's been a long time, brother?." Sapa Diah as soon as she saw her brother sitting on the terrace floor. There are no chairs there. There was only a mat that had been held and a few flower pots. There is no place to put a chair, because most of the terrace of the boarding house is used for motorcycle parking.

"Ten minutes. Have you bought the slot?."

"More." Rania answered while taking out a black plastic bag from inside her bag.

Before long Dandy installed the slot with the help of a flower screwdriver. He is also very good, even though he works in a bank, not a repairman.

"It looks like the guy's kind of in a hurry. Otherwise he can get in without ruining the slot." He muttered while putting on the bolt.

"Can't you?." Diah frowned curiously.

"This slot is obsolete. Small wire wear can also come off."

"Thank you, brother, for helping me put it up. I can sleep better tonight."

Rania rushes to the kitchen without waiting for an answer, intending to make tea for her two guests. When entering the kitchen he saw siomay cooking equipment last night was neatly lined up on the shelf. Last morning he did not even have time to go to the kitchen to cook, let alone breakfast because he hastily completed the revision of his script. Ms. Sari thoroughly washed everything until not a single piece of dirty equipment was left behind.

With one hand he picked up the pot and with the other hand turned the water faucet, then ignited the gas stove on the table after the small pot contained half of the water and placed it on the stove.

He removed three cups from the glass shelf, then mix the sugar in a glass and prepare the tea to be brewed in a glass pot. Just finished preparing sugar and tea, Rania realized that the water she boiled had not been hot.

Yeah, the gas's running out. He deftly removed the regulator and replaced it with a new gas cylinder. Time to make siomay order Diah's mother yesterday he had prepared a spare tube because it would not be enough because he had installed it almost a week ago.

"It's still a while?." Suddenly Diah was standing behind him, pouring water from a plastic teapot into a glass, then spending one gulp.

"In a moment, the gas ran out of the rock I replaced."

"We're leaving soon. I'm afraid I'll come home with Ran's kemaleman."

"Where are we really going?. Don't play secrets why?." Rania snorted after finishing her sentence. She smiled without giving any answer.