
I was still waiting, Qanita, who was teaching English to, Fadil, Fania, Faiz and there were also eight other children. Surely street kids his age, Fadil.
I also sat back on the porch reading a novel, waiting, Qanita.
And a few moments later. Come Raihan to me.
"So weird, Son."
"Who's weird, Han?" I asked Raihan, who approached me while speaking.
"Obet. When he sells words."
"Candain you, maybe," I said and laughed softly.
"He's serious. I met earlier, when he nawarin people, selling his words. Strangely true that, son."
"Who's he bargaining for?"
"Sir Haji Bani who lives in the next village."
"Where else would he take his words?"
"So when I lived, he was still in his place, Mr. Haji Bani. I was embarrassed, so I quickly left. Afraid also that Mr. Haji, angry. You're obet, disturb Pak Haji who is sleeping."
Duh, that kid is ridiculous. But that's okay, those are good words too.
"Orang, let's go home, yuk! It's almost magrib's."
"Yes, Nit."
"Han, we're home, yeah!"
"Yes, ma'am qanita."
"Sister, tomorrow so make vidio here?"
"Yes, Dil, God willing. You guys get ready here, yeah!"
"Beres, sister qanita. I'll prepare everything to make vidio tomorrow!"
"Thank you, Fadil!"
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Yeah, tonight, twelve o'clock exactly. I haven't closed my eyes yet. Restless and agitated waiting for news from nadia.
Ahk, I'd better get permission not to enter the office tomorrow. I want to go back around this area nyari adelio. Yeah, who knows if I can meet.
Or do I go to every campus in the area?!
Humm. I sighed and then thought for a moment, and I finally felt that I had to do it. Yes, I have to resist the embarrassment of going to every campus to look for it as well as asking about the adelio on every campus I go to.
I saw the clock on my phone. Less than a quarter at one in the morning. I haven't closed my eyes yet.
I looked at my phone screen again, hoping that there would be an incoming phone call or message. Even if it's one in the morning.
Yeah, hope silly, anyway. That clock, too.
A few minutes later, my eyes began to feel heavy. I put my phone out and then I keep it out of my reach so that if I'm more focused on sleeping.
But when I started to close my eyes. Suddenly I remembered something I couldn't seem to leave behind. Yes, tomorrow qanita and I will make youtube content with the children at the halfway house.
Duuh, how is this?!
Yes, I feel bad for qanita if tomorrow I do not participate in the creation of vidio content.
Hm. Ahk, the day after I let you not enter. Yes, I should have been a professional at work.
..............
This morning Qanita and I were in her place.
"Wiiih, new bike huh, Obet?" ask me on Obet who just came by riding a motorcycle type of duck matic.
"Eh, Miss Orange!"
"New motor?" ask me a second time.
"Yes anyway. Just take it from you if he's stressed.
Yes, for him obet at that time, consider it ridiculous