The Ojek That's My Soul

Alone

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Today the work in my desk line is a lot, so we are packing children must be overtime with pallet and warehouse children.

Because tonight we also set and have to reach the target.

There are some products that will enter the cargo load tomorrow morning.

I came home from sunset.

Nur and Sumi were already saying goodbye, they would not go back to the boarding house.

Sumi went straight to the terminal to return to kebumen, her father called that there was a young man who proposed to her in the village.

Sumi seems to be very happy, because one of her dreams is to be married and have cute and many children.

Nur, she's home too.

Because her brother will circumcise her son.

There are studies he said, all Aqiqah as well.

Until here I was, on the path alone only befriended a few stars in the sky without the moon, and also cold. Because tonight was pretty windy.

I took my tired and tired steps.

Why does it seem like tonight the distance from the factory to the cost is further than usual.

("The feeling of the road from earlier wasn't all that bad, huh!") my grouse in my heart.

Crack

Krukka...

("Aihh, this hull already gives you a notification."

"Shy..")

My monologue with a smile of its own.

Hopefully no one sees yes, later can be counted kesambet malem-malem gini virgin street while mesem-mesem.

I also stopped by a subscription fried rice cooker who was not far from the alley.

"Malem Mang Uje's... "

Greet me when I get to the side of the wagon.

"Eh, Neng geulis... "

He turned to me for a while then returned with his busy concocting fried kwetiau.

"What do you want to buy?"ask him a glimpse still with his activities.

"Okaya mang," I replied lethargic

"Squeezed fried rice, her eggs on the omelet are not scrambled, right?"

he asked while glancing at me with a funny smile.

" Surely, truly, right!"

my answer mimics the style of the bald duo U&I

"Rame is mang?"my eyes circled around.

"Mmm, I guess I have to wait quite a long time," I said as I looked at some customers who were sitting in chairs provided by mang uje."

"Patience to Neng geulis ,"

there were only two other people standing in the corner, hehehe... "

kekehnya while wrapping the order deftly.

I waited in one of the chairs without a table in the corner of the stall.

To get rid of the wait, I opened the phone to look around the yutube channel.

I put an ear piece behind my hood.

There is a new cover sholawat that is viral.

Either the sound is melodious or indeed sholawat his syahdu.

I was sure to get carried away with the lyrics.

يا تريم يا تريم

Yes Tarim Ya Tarim

شيء لله شيء لله

Syai’.. Syai’..

بلدة الأولياء

Baldatun al - Auliya’

شيء لله شيء لله

Syai’.. Syai’..

بجاه باعلوي

Bijahi Bata ‘Alawi

شيء لله شيء لله

Syai’.. Syai’..

The temple per temple is so pervasive in the heart.

Calm down for a moment my nerves were tense from morning.

I felt so bad my order was ready.

"Mrs ...Neng geulis's...! "

"This is the order of fried rice,"

call Mang Uje while thrusting a small bag of bags filled with my order.

"Duh, sorry Mang..."

"Look sholawat just now,"

I said, As I got up from my seat I took the bag that was thrust mang uje.

"Thank you Mang" I said with a faint smile, as I gave the purple and yellow note.

I immediately moved, wanting to get to the boarding soon.

Finally arrived at kosan, it looks lonely.

Just as my feet were climbing the last step, I felt someone calling, and at once my feelings started to feel bad.

"Dek Fatimah! "

call the man, aligning his steps beside me.

"Now we're home, Deck? "ask with a kepo face as usual.

(Hey, since when have I been his dick?)

my question is in my heart.

"Eh Kang Yana, "

"Kang's habit, I'm overtime,"

I answered trying to be friendly, but my heart was still open to seeing his smile that never faded.

Her gaze locked onto my face, this really was the thing I avoided the most from her.

I don't know why I feel afraid of his gaze that seems to want to eat me up.

"Em, I'm sorry Kang, but excuse me for taking a break and filling my stomach,"

I said goodbye while showing the bag I was carrying.

I passed, but just as my feet were about to step, the man pulled my arm.

I immediately dismissed it.

(What the fuck is he, he has dared to hold hands, his eyes?)

I have monologues in my heart.

Wanted to have the science disappear so that it could be released from the presence of this hungry young man.

"Sorry deck, I just want to make sure to eat malem together, can you?"

her question while raising her eyebrows and her strange smile made me shudder even more.

O Allah I am tired, please release me from the grip of this hungry wolf.

I want to eat instead of eating.

My screams in my heart while chanting the verse of the Chair.

Hope the genderuwo in front of me will soon return to its origin.

"No Kang, we're having dinner in each other's rooms, yeah,"

push me back again as I slow down.

As soon as I was about to turn, the man pulled my arm again, this time he slightly tightened his grip, as I tried to pull my arm.

"What the hell is Kang, please let go!"

"I'm not being polite and hurting me!"

I said with a slightly increased intonation because my emotions were almost overflowing into the crown.

"You always rejected me, avoided me, but I just wanted to be friends with you! "

he said with great emphasis on every word.

"I just want to keep you, because I know you're alone."

"And you definitely need a friend, right? "he said half forcefully, while looking at me sharply.

(No, I don't need a temen, let alone something like this) I still have a heart.

It tightened its grip, on my arm, and it hurt a little.

" Please let go of my hand!"

"If you really want to make friends this is not the way, not by forcing! "

"You need to know the limits with me! "

I said firmly, while trying to escape from his grip, because I did not want to get into trouble in this place.

"Please Kang, "

I said with great emphasis trying to negotiate with him.

"I'm going to let go, but you can't refuse me today! "

He said still tightening his grip and his eyes were looking at me sharply.

"If I keep rejecting Kang, then,"

"You know my friends don't exist,"

"So it's not good for those of us who are not mahrom to be in one room together, even though it's just dinner,"

I said, trying to explain carefully.

"Lho, why can't you? "

"I promise we'll just eat, "

he said again refuting my explanation, as if unwilling to give in to his one-sided desire.

"Stay not Kang, because men and women are both-aging, then the third is a demon."

"Please appreciate me!"

I continued to thrash and try to reject the invitation of humans who were almost controlled by the whisper of the devil.

He stretched his grip on my arm, but as he moved closer and closer to me, this heart grew more fearful.

(O Allah, protect your servant)

I write with a prayer in my heart.

The quiet atmosphere seemed to provide an opportunity for Suryana to continue to urge me.

What am I supposed to do?

🍁Sorry a bit slow updet...

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