The Sigadis Bungsu
want alone
After walking for a few minutes they finally arrived at the inn.
Kosan is more similar to pesantren because in the middle there is a mushola, on the right side of Musholah there are still 5 rooms.
In front of the boarding room to the left of Musholah there is a little yard and then the house is not too big but not too small. while in front of the room to the right Musholah there is a parking lot that is not too wide there are also some small Gasebo lined around 5 gazebos.
" oh, this is the deck where hopefully I like yaah, eh yeah forgot from earlier we have not known yah. know me Fatimah, call mbak Fatimah aja well like the others ",
" ah yes mbak, I'm Dewita mbak ",
" let me show you the room also the rules in this place well" said Fatimah.
" The house is my home.I live Same my adopted son his name is Fisya ",
" There the gazebo is intended for casual guests also for opposite-sex guests.So the opposite sex should not enter the room well except the biological father, so the opposite sex may not enter the room, brother or husband but there has to be proof of that too let me believe ",
" in Musholah it can be for congregational prayers that want, also here every Friday night is mandatory congregation teru pendudian yah", also here ",
" Now this is your room well if you like, here it is complete that the kitchen and the equipment are well maintained as well as the cleaning.it is the closet and bed all the facilities here so please use well ", father Fatimah explained.
" emm if the rent how mbak?" said Dewita.
" Here the month 400 thousand has been borne by all but cleanliness, so clean yourself well deck , remember the cleanliness of the net ",
" ah yes mbak, if so I take his room, and God willing I will remember and obey the rules here ",
" yes already, this is the key. mbak stay first well. if there is nothing ahead only", this is the key ",
Fatimah's mother passed by leaving Dewita in front of her room. The exhausted goddess went straight into the room and rested.
Almost 2 hours Dewita fell asleep in the room, until finally woke up because of the sound of the ashar adhan.
Dewita rushed to clean up and then to the mushola to pray in congregation with others.
When she finished, Dewita returned to her room. There he thought back to what had happened.
He opened the phone that he had deactivated. Seen some missed calls from Asmita as well as Mbok Asih. Dewita forgot to tell them.
Do not want to make them worry too long Dewita also sent a message to Asmita and Mbok Asih.
" Sister, I'm sorry to hear. I'm fine. brother don't worry.and sorry this time I want to be alone first. I also have found a place to live and inshaallah safe ",
After sending a message to Asmita and mbok Asih, Dewita again deactivated her phone.
He was wanting to be alone and did not want to be disturbed. for a moment he was pensive and then got up and chose to tidy his clothes and luggage.
After he finished he felt hungry especially since noon he had not eaten.
He also took his wallet and his sash and jacket. Dewita walks out intending to find the nearest waruung.
The outside atmosphere still looks lonely. The house that Fatimah lived in was deserted. Maybe they were still working, I don't know.
Dewita who is like Numbness to the surrounding state continues to walk down the hall until finally reaching the shaft road. fortunately not far from there there are warteg that became the destination of Dewita.
