The Winged Angel

The Winged Angel
15. I accept you



Krieeek. The door opens from the outside.


"Astagfirulloh's chat. Knock on the door first, papa? Shock me!" Roro nagged at the person who had just entered.


"Dye?"


"Miss?"


Ayu and I were shocked. We met at a mosque this afternoon.


"Kok you can be here, Non?"


"You know each other?" Roro looked at us in turn.


***


Roro and Ayu came out of the room. They asked me to wait inside. Don't know what they're brewing. I have told both of my circumstances. I've been experiencing memory loss and my life is being threatened by someone named Mister Sam.


A few minutes later they returned.


"See .. he's different. We have to help him Ro!"


"Yes anyway. Let's not say she's a Korean artist who is on vacation on the island, keep going. I keep kayaking in movies with amnesia. Kidnapped by bad people and chased. Then get to our kosan." Roro spoke very quickly. I'm afraid to listen.


"Hushy!! What korean artist, Ro? His eyes are not slender." Ayu who is fertile menoyor the head of her friend.


"Ah, easy. They'll stay thin if they want to make eyes turn."


"Indonesian language is smooth ... Markonaaah," said Ayu anxious. "Can't be. He is not a Korean artist. But Indonesians are like us. Just beautiful clear as a korean artist."


"If it's a real artist .. we can be famous, Yu!" Roro's eyes were round looking at me.


They both watched me. Talking as if I was just a photo.


"Ehem!" I cleared my throat to let them wake up.


"Hehe .. sorry, yes. I love the ceplas ceplos gini. I'm the same Roro agreed to help you, Non. You can stay in our room for a while."


"But, gini Non. You can't just walk in and out of the room. Rules that have rooms. One room can only accommodate two people. So going in and out has to be careful."


"This is the secret of the three of us."


"Oh .. okay. I-i understand. Thank you for your kindness. Thank you." Thank you." I bowed over and over again.


"Ah already. Don't worry so. We can't possibly leave you on the road in this mess" Ayu rubbed my shoulders.


I am grateful to meet good people like them. May my memory recover quickly. I can see my family again.


****


News from Beno, make Henry's face immediately sumringah.


"Panjul managed to trace the whereabouts of Madam Boss."


"You're not entertaining me, are you, Ben?"


"I'm positive about it. Madam is still alive Boss. Detected to be in Mister Sam's territory. But, the place was very closed to outsiders. I'll find a way to get in there."


"Ben. You said my wife was positive there. Why don't we just go now?"


"I smell the Boss's disdain. We can't act rashly. For the safety of the Lady. Because when Panjul tried to confirm Mister Sam they covered up the Madam's whereabouts."


"What do you mean, Ben? Don't make me worry!"


"I'm sorry, Boss. Mister Sam is a strong man in this place. Not that I am afraid. We could have come there. Mongobrak. Seeking Madam. But I need time to know the ins and outs of the place. Tonight I'll be there myself."


"I'm going there."


"Don't be the boss. Tonight I will move quietly. Snuck into Mister Sam's place."


"Ah, you're Ben. I'm so impatient."


"What we're doing is illegal, boss. Enter someone else's territory without permission. I don't want the Boss dragged along if it has to deal with the law."


"Geez!" The white man's eyes closed. Roughly touching her hair.


Snuffling my breath. Want not to have to stop. Squatting holds both knees that are already sore. Breathe again. Eyes fluoresce. The man who was chasing me was invisible.


Fear makes me run as fast as a marathon athlete. I don't know how far and how long I ran.


Huuufht .. more regular breathing force. A heartbeat in the chest.


Where is this? I was on a narrow street of a settlement. Lonely state. Doesn't look like a traffic guy.


Thirsty. Dry throat. Not a penny of money I have. How fate?


I sat dumbly in front of the fence of a house, with minimal illumination. Everything looks dim.


"Heh ... want to swing, yes?!" The loud voice of the woman surprised me.


I was looking for the origin of the sound.


Byuru!!! Suddenly the water from above spilled onto my body.


"Aaaakhs!!" Spontaneous I screamed loudly. My whole body has been soaked.


Damnit damnit!


"Lha .. What is a girl's voice? You're throwing a nutty, aren't you?" His voice from above.


Oh, my God, so I thought I was the thief.


"I'm not a thief. Just sit down." I replied. Sweeping wet face with palms.


"Sit's sitting in that dark place? You're an empty kosan, aren't you?" A girl of my age was already standing close.


"I swear .. I'm not a bad person. I was scared of being chased by people. A little rest. If Mbak is disturbed I will leave soon," I explained.


The glassy girl's mouth was round.


"Owh." He looked guilty. "I'm sorry that. You're soaking wet."


"I'm sorry if you're disturbed." My feet will step.


"Wait a minute!"


"Yes?" I'm turning.


"Go inside first. I'm pinching clothes for a change. Your time home soaked?"


"No. Comein. You're not mad I've doused you?" he said while holding my hand.


.


.


"It's kosanku. Come aboard!"


I followed him up the stairs at the back of the house.


"Sorry, yeah. I thought you were maling. You see only yesterday, the other boarding room was broken into the same match when left to work."


"Hum." I said as I hugged my body, starting to shiver in the cold.


"I live in this second-floor room. Who has a home living downstairs. Gualak. Fortunately, he is not home now. Usually forbidden by him, bring someone else into the boarding room." The girl with the glasses kept on snoring. Speak quickly.


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"Didn't bring the clothes?" ask from outside the bathroom.


"Wake it up."


My clothes have changed with the dry ones. A long-sleeved t-shirt with her wide skirt subordinates, which I chose myself. After changing clothes, I came out of the bathroom.


"What's not afraid of, you're going out all night alone? Here when the night is quiet. Understand just the suburbs. Ramenya only because many tourists. That's also noon." He then shut his own mouth.


"Sorry, yeah. I said it hard. Don't know why. You could say the habit of talking. Ayu only likes bete when talking to me. Moga you don't. Hehe," he continued.


I chuckled at my new friend's funny behavior.


"Thank you, yeah."


"Either. My name is Roro. What's your name?"


"Miss," I reached out.


"Tomorrow, you turn back her clothes. Your wet clothes let the crackle enter." He headed for the nightstand and then came back with a crackle.


Krieeek. The door opens from the outside.


"Astagfirulloh's chat. Knock on the door first, papa? Shock me!" Roro nagged at the person who had just entered.


"Dye?"


"Miss?"


Ayu and I were shocked. We met at a mosque this afternoon.


"Kok you can be here, Non?"


"You know each other?" Roro looked at us in turn.


***


Roro and Ayu came out of the room. They asked me to wait inside. Don't know what they're brewing. I have told both of my circumstances. I've been experiencing memory loss and my life is being threatened by someone named Mister Sam.


A few minutes later they returned.


"See .. he's different. We have to help him Ro!"


"Yes anyway. Let's not say she's a Korean artist who is on vacation on the island, keep going. I keep kayaking in movies with amnesia. Kidnapped by bad people and chased. Then get to our kosan." Roro spoke very quickly. I'm afraid to listen.


"Hushy!! What korean artist, Ro? His eyes are not slender." Ayu who is fertile menoyor the head of her friend.


"Ah, easy. They'll stay thin if they want to make eyes turn."


"Indonesian language is smooth ... Markonaaah," said Ayu anxious. "Can't be. He is not a Korean artist. But Indonesians are like us. Just beautiful clear as a korean artist."


"If it's a real artist .. we can be famous, Yu!" Roro's eyes were round looking at me.


They both watched me. Talking as if I was just a photo.


"Ehem!" I cleared my throat to let them wake up.


"Hehe .. sorry, yes. I love the ceplas ceplos gini. I'm the same Roro agreed to help you, Non. You can stay in our room for a while."


"But, gini Non. You can't just walk in and out of the room. Rules that have rooms. One room can only accommodate two people. So going in and out has to be careful."


"This is the secret of the three of us."


"Oh .. okay. I-i understand. Thank you for your kindness. Thank you." Thank you." I bowed over and over again.


"Ah already. Don't worry so. We can't possibly leave you on the road in this mess" Ayu rubbed my shoulders.


I am grateful to meet good people like them. May my memory recover quickly. I can see my family again.


****


News from Beno, make Henry's face immediately sumringah.


"Panjul managed to trace the whereabouts of Madam Boss."


"You're not entertaining me, are you, Ben?"


"I'm positive about it. Madam is still alive Boss. Detected to be in Mister Sam's territory. But, the place was very closed to outsiders. I'll find a way to get in there."


"Ben. You said my wife was positive there. Why don't we just go now?"


"I smell the Boss's disdain. We can't act rashly. For the safety of the Lady. Because when Panjul tried to confirm Mister Sam they covered up the Madam's whereabouts."


"What do you mean, Ben? Don't make me worry!"


"I'm sorry, Boss. Mister Sam is a strong man in this place. Not that I am afraid. We could have come there. Mongobrak. Seeking Madam. But I need time to know the ins and outs of the place. Tonight I'll be there myself."


"I'm going there."


"Don't be the boss. Tonight I will move quietly. Snuck into Mister Sam's place."


"Ah, you're Ben. I'm so impatient."


"What we're doing is illegal, boss. Enter someone else's territory without permission. I don't want the Boss dragged along if it has to deal with the law."


"Geez!" The white man's eyes closed. Roughly touching her hair.