Why Should I..?.!?

Sif B

Nine o'clock a quarter we all finally arrived at the new boarding place. The lively atmosphere of the roundabout despite the night made us feel peaceful chatting on the upper balcony.

"New boy yes.know me mai and this is lala, we're in room number four." Said someone from the stairs to where I was and Kia was sitting enjoying the view.

"Yes, I'm Anya, it's Kia." I welcome their introduction.

"What sif are you?" Ask Kia.

"We're sif C, sif night. That you?" Answer may.

"I'm nonsif, Anya tomorrow sif afternoon." Kia.

"Oh sif B's. Same with the Princess and Zumy in room number two." Lala said while pointing at the room that was straight with the middle room.

"Alhamdulillah tomorrow there are friends leaving together. What time do they usually arrive?" Ask enthusiastically.

"Usually at half-eleven, Zumy had a motor. We go in first, yeah.." Lala then passed from before us.

A few minutes later, Kia and I entered. In the room Inda and Ike are busy with their respective cell phones. Kia sleeps on the mattress next to me, he said there are no new residents so he uses the new mattress. Haha. There was-there was.

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The morning prayer rumbles with melodious. Beautiful plaza filled the sky of this G city.

I squirmed, stretched my body, turned to the right and to the left.

I yawned wide while alhamdulillah because it is still given the pleasure of life for this morning.

"Wake up, it's dawn." I woke up Kia who was still casually wrapped in a thin blanket. Kia just muttered to answer me.

I'm out of the room. Still quiet. The room next door is also closed. In the living room there was a person who was asleep facing the tv. I didn't wake her, I passed her to the bathroom.

"Have he been long?" Shouted Kia from behind the door.

"Just a minute, yeah,"

I heard Kia talking to someone, maybe it was her who fell asleep in front of the tv.

"For a very long time, kebelet nih," Gerutu Kia then went straight into the bathroom as soon as I stepped out.

"If I had gone to the bathroom under me, it would have been a long time." Ike said then passed from before me.

Hmm it turns out that sleeping in front of the tv is really good, not disturbing the same scream Kia earlier. Is it possible that he is also sif B? So go home from work and continue to fall asleep here? My inner.

I pray at dawn in my room. It feels peaceful and cold. Is this because it's on the second floor? So the noise downstairs doesn't sound all the way up?

Inda woke up when I finished my greetings. He asked where Ike and Kia were. But before I answered Kia had already appeared in front of us.

"Hi Nda, hunt to the bathroom before entering the other room residents." Said Kia while taking the new mukena I folded.

"Gue wants to take a morning walk. Wanna come with me?" I asked while combing my hair and using my favorite baby powder.

"Gak ah, it's still morning, I still want to sleep undaunted," replied Kia before she was ready with her ihram's takbirotul.

"Gue's still males out of him." Said Inda while leaving the room to the bathroom.

I wear training pants and a long-sleeved t-shirt, not to forget my favorite purple pashmina.

On the stairs I met with Ike who was still receiving calls on her phone.

"Where's It?" ask Ike.

"The streets around here falter." I said as I waved to Ike.

"If there's chicken porridge please buy me a packet yes..." He shouted then I replied by raising my thumb up. 'okay'.

I stopped right in front of the store. Stretch out your hands, inhale the morning air as deeply as possible, then slowly expel it through your mouth. I repeat a few times. This is the simplest way to relax the body. I learned it when I was in the theater at my school.

It turns out that the air here is still fresh because there are no vehicles that are crowded and passing. On the right side is a rice stall that seems to just want to open. On his right there is a chicken satay seller who just arrived and still organize his merchandise.

I walked slowly south, towards the office where I applied for a job. Said Hilda about a hundred meters to the south of the office there was a second roundabout, there were many traveling merchants lined up there in the morning.

I recorded the atmosphere this morning, some of the buildings look beautiful in this area, I can keep them in the gallery and I'll show my sister later.

I was about to step closer to him, but suddenly...

Www...!!!

The mothers had crashed themselves into a big motor that passed right beside the mother was standing.

My reflexes ran towards them. I heard some footsteps also running in the same direction as me.

The motorcyclist apparently had braked, proved he sat down with a motorbike lying not far from him.

Some residents helped the mother, while others held the biker.

I noticed the look on the mother's face that seemed to be getting more agitated, and worried about something. There were no injuries or blood spills from his body, I can make sure the mother was only slightly hit by the motorbike because the rider had a good reflex to slam the steering wheel to the right.

"Young man, let's open your helmet. Responsibility for riding a dirty motorbike until it hit this mother..!" Shouted one of the citizens with emotion.

"Yes, get the indemnity quick, or take this mother to the nearest hospital..!" Shouts of other citizens.

"No need. No need, just indemnify. I-I can check myself into the hospital." Said the mother smirked with a look of fear and did not dare to look at the face of the rider.

"Once again, he ran away. Let's just take it to the police station." Say people again.

The driver was silent. He did not take off his helmet, nor did he say a word.

"Don't. Indemnity only. I-I'm in a hurry to get to work." The mother grew increasingly anxious and stammered, stopping the two residents who were about to take the driver to the nearest post office.

"It's been a quick indemnity..!" Said one of the residents who had been ignited by emotion.

The driver remained silent. His hand reached into his pants pocket and took out his wallet.

When the driver took out some red sheets of money, and handed it to the mother...

"Wait...!!" I shouted reflexively stopping the hand of the mother who was about to receive the money.

All the people turned towards me.

"What's the deck?" Ask a man near me.

"This mother wasn't hit, she was bumping herself." I said out loud, making the look on the mother's face paled, and the citizens were shocked.

"Who are you? Heh son snot, don't make it up..!" Sentence of citizens who hold the driver with emotion.

"Wait a minute, the mother was not hurt, the rider and the bike fell to the right. This could be right." Said one of the residents who apparently was quite critical observing.

"Whoa. Obviously I saw this guy carrying the bike at high speed and then hit the mother. You're this guy, huh? Defend her?" Sentence of one citizen who has been emotionally defending the mother.

I heard the whispers of citizens who partly agreed with my words, but some doubted my words.

"I have proof." My words were short, to make them stop arguing and then turn to me.

I opened my phone screen, then showed them the video on my phone. Yes, I was recording the morning atmosphere here, but who would have thought I accidentally recorded the action of the mother.

The citizens were wide in shock, looking at each other rigidly. The mother's face grew pale, and a citizen who had been emotionally speechless since.

"This is bad. Why did you do it?" Ask one of the people to the mother.

"Pardon me. Sa-i'm forced. My son wants an op-operation. It costs a lot." Said the mother with a trembling voice and held back her cries.

"Pooh.make emotions early in the morning. Yasudah disperse." Shouted one citizen who had been emotional since. "Sorry bro, sorry little brother". He said again as he passed from before us.

The residents then disbanded, leaving me, the mother, and the biker.

"It's mom, fortune for mom's son. Next time don't use it that way again. Danger. If the mother actually got hit by how the fate of the mother's child later?", said the rider while handing all the money in his wallet to the mother's hand earlier.

The mother's cries broke and hugged the biker while thanking and praying for safety and smooth windfall for the kind biker like him.

I was speechless, gaping in disbelief at the sight before me. Didn't expect when the driver started talking and instead helped the mother earlier.

I realized when the mother had gone from before me and the remaining rider who began to take off his helmet and walked towards me.

"Hi miss, let's meet again" said the rider after standing before me with the helmet he was holding in his left hand.

"You?...." My throat was choked, unable to continue my words when I saw the handsome figure in front of me.

Why is he here so early in the morning??? My inner.