
'DRINGGG'S'
The alarm went off, looking like a handsome man still behind a blanket. Even though the sun has broken through the light brown curtains.
Alfarel moved his hand turning off the alarm.
He remembers it was Sunday. Al tried to get up from his sleep. The first sight of his eyes was fixed on a photo on the nightstand, it was a photo of Alika who had never been forgotten in his mind.
How's Alika doing. Brother here is good, brother is not sad anymore. I don't want to get drunk anymore.
Brother let you down there. Be happy too, dear.
Alfarel grabbed the picture frame and kissed it.
Alfarel then opened the drawer and placed the photo there, then moved to the bathroom.
"Na, na, na. if it gets that easy. you can break my heart if you know I need time so I can forget you ...
With all my regret why I used to know you ..."
Early in the morning like this, Dafi had already cooked fried rice for breakfast.
He was engrossed in cooking while his eyes were slightly closed enjoying the song he sang himself.
"Feeling chef Dafi must be delicious. The aroma may make the neighbors starve and on waking up all, hihihi."
Dafi smiled as he praised the cooking before tasting.
Dafi finally tasted his cooking.
His forehead shriveled, his tongue slightly outstretched.
"Oh, no. Why is it salty ..."
Dafi was surprised by the bad taste of his cooking.
Apparently when he sang earlier, he unconsciously put two tablespoons on the rice he fried, even though his plan was to give only a little, not up to a spoon.
Soon Dafi added another white rice.
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Alfarel had finished his bath, he was reluctant to exercise today. Unlike usual, the man is lazy.
Since there was no other activity, Alfarel chose to go to the kitchen to Dafi who was cooking.
'Ting Tong's'
Due to the sound of the bell, Alfarel turned the direction. He first went to the door that had been ringed by his bell. Probably an important guest, he thought.
Alfarel lips that were originally slightly curved to welcome the new day now turned flat after seeing who came.
A woman with a box and a red dress came. The woman was Cika who had always disturbed her life.
"Sister Al. I love you."
Cika hugged Alfarel without permission. Indeed, Alfarel never refused Cika's presence when he was on campus. Cika had always come to Alfarel for many reasons, one of the reasons was due to duty.
I don't know today what else Cika approached him.
"Udah, Cika you are like a child. What's the matter?"
ask Alfarel in his flat mode.
"I want to see Alfarel's brother whom I love the most. Brother Alfarel the handsome ..."
cika said with a style of speech accompanied by body movements that can not be silent.
From a distance Dafi looked at Alfarel being with Cika.
Well if bang Al is selling well. Lots of people like, even though his attitude is duck-cuckling, or not his attitude is like having no heart.
Dafi looked at the envy of Alfarel who this early morning had gotten a female guest.
Alfarel said the sentence to Cika who was standing straight in front of him.
"Well, that's what Al is."
"Yes, I should be busy even though it's Sunday."
Alfarel walked in just like that towards the sofa, but Cika did not give up. Cika walked in and sat on the sofa opposite, she looked at Alfarel who was busy with her smartphone.
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On a clear morning, Xela started by cleaning her dorm room. Xela swept the floor and tidied up her clothes that she hadn't arranged yesterday.
'TOK TOK TOK'
"Xela ... are you inside?"
The sound of knocking on the door was accompanied by a loud sound from outside the cost of banging and tackling Xela.
Xela recognized the voice.
Whahuh? This is the voice of Ms. Yuli. This way. What date is it. Oh no, this is the 27th of my two-month stall unpaid. For up to three months, how ...
"Xela, open the door."
The sound of Ms. Yuli accompanied by door bangs sounded loud. Xela panics, but the girl emboldens herself to appear to meet Yuli's mother.
"I'm sorry ma'am. I'm cleaning up my stuff."
Xela said as soon as she opened the door.
"Ooo .. just deserve it. Do you want to move, right? If you want to move better, you pay first the boarding money and then you can leave."
Said Ms. Yuli in a hostile tone.
Xela was silent, but her heart was turbulent. He was hurt by the words of Mrs Yuli, the hostess.
"I'm sorry about earlier ma'am. I didn't move from here, I stayed here until my education was over. I'm sorry I'm late to pay, I promise I'll pay."
Xela said with her face down, she did not know how else. His mind was getting messed up with this matter.
"When will you pay? If you can't pay better to leave quickly from here, there are many people who can pay out there who are interested in this boarding house."
Xela is further humiliated by Yuli's mother's rude remarks. Even a lot of hostesses who peeked at the events that happened to Xela, watching everything so that Xela was very embarrassed. Where will he put his face?
"Mom, sorry again ma'am. I promise in this month will pay, at least for a month."
Xela pleaded with a soft tone of voice.
"Okay, I'm kind this time I'm going to take a chance this month you should be able to pay, at least for a month, yes!"
Yuli's mother's speech made Xela feel a little relieved. But still, Xela felt anxious. Where he tried to get money to pay the cost, not to mention other needs.
Xela sat with both hands shuffling her originally neat hair. It was frustrating this time, what he had to do to earn money. There was no way he would be foolish to return to the Rose Room.
He's been getting word about the people who work there, they're putting in a huge income.
How is this, even in a situation like this I can't think much. What I should do.
Inner Xela was frustrated, not feeling her tears had drenched her cheeks.
Amidst the crash, Xela remembered something.
He remembered Alfarel who had offered him a job.
Brother Al, yes he is. Maybe he can help me. I need to be able to get up, I need to see Brother Al now.
Inner Xela was excited, she immediately prepared because this time she traveled on foot.
*T*but it is possible that the offer is still valid today. Sure you aren't? He is the most arrogant man I have ever met. I have to dare to try.
The girl was worried when she was worried. But at last he left too, his tiredness of walking defeated by a sense of passion for a better life.
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