The House in the Middle of Sawah

The photo spread

Days change. I woke up at six in the morning in bed, in my comfortable bedroom. It's been two days since I brought the "share" from Lik Wo, I've been very good at my sleep. The sensation of comfort and comfort at home is back to what it used to be. Nine o'clock there's a lecture hour. Okay, I've decided to treat Febi to meatballs later. Yes as a thank you for introducing me to Lik Wo.

Outside the room, in the middle room, my sister was already fiddling with her lego. Even though it is still morning, he is already excited to play at this hour. I'm frying a banana. The pleasant fragrant aroma made me swallow several times.

"Breakfast and fried bananas yes Dan, same angel tea on the table" my mother said.

I smiled and nodded. I'll grab some warm tea and a plate of fried bananas I'll take to the porch. Sitting on the porch in a foggy morning atmosphere plus fried bananas and warm tea, was really the comfort I longed for. I thank you in my heart for all the pleasure this morning.

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At nine o'clock less I was already in the campus parking lot. It just so happened that Febi had just parked his motorcycle.

"Hey Fee", I'm friendly.

"Hello Dan, what a coincidence together with the parking lot nyampe. ..hehee. .", Febi replied with a smile, sweet.

"Eh, I'll buy some meatballs, will ya?", I asked, scratching my head that did not itch.

"Listen, may be, abis sosiology clock yes", Febi agreed.

We walked to class. Classes are at the end of the second floor. In front of the class there were some friends talking, mostly guys, and among them there was Hasan. Seeing me coming with Febi, Hasan immediately chuckled and ran into the classroom.

"Manten just entered the caahhhh class . .", cried Hasan while running.

"Opo anyway, what is this?", I asked the rest of the class.

Hasan took his nokia express music, approached me, thrusting his hp.

"Don't the tortoise in the boat, pretend not to know", Hasan winked.

I saw Hasan and was so shocked that I, in the phone there was a picture of me piggybacking Febi. Looks friendly. Katih akuuu . . .

"Again, behold, I'm clearin. .this is not what it looks like", I tried to explain, the wave. The corner of my eye caught the figure of Erni, sitting in the corner, ignoring the crowd this morning, looking to focus on doing something in her book. Damn, really shit, Erni "my nose" looks unconcerned with all the fanfare right now.

"Wes lah, lek you seneng your friends also follow the art of Dan", Hasan patted my shoulder with a smile. I don't dwell on banter like this. My eyes and mind focused on Erni.

"Suwer cah, I don't what is the same Febi, is it Feel?", I turned to Febi looking for support.

Not yet had Febi opened his mouth, the lecturer came. Everyone rushed to their seats. I sat down next to Ernie. When the lecture started I tried to open a conversation with Erni.

"Emmm. .Err. . That one, unlike what the friends alleged", I opened the conversation in cold sweat.

"Opo is Daann, there is no business with me, the focus is the same as learning", replied Erni while pointing to the lecturer who was explaining in front of the class. I was silent, out of words. I attended the lecture this time with an uncomfortable feeling. Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh