Best Seller Man's
RSJ

The storm has just arrived at the caskrongan stall owned by Rima ma'am as usual Ares's child was already there like than the school ares more choosy children hanging out in the stall while coffee is equally fierce. Just until the puff of cigarette smoke ares children have welcomed the presence of the storm.

'why the cavemen are all tired of living ya' thought the storm.

"new kal nyampe lu tumben?" ask anggara who just picked up an ashtray from inside the stall.

"deket because gar be relaxed yes no kal" said Askala while putting a cigarette into the ashtray that had just been taken by anggara. while storm he was still sitting on his motorbike as if he did not care. his head was still a little dizzy because the rain called him early this morning. His sleep is a little disturbed.

"your principle is mah, deket instead of on time even catfish catfish" Arva argued. Askala who wants nyomot fried directly shocked, but not because of the Arva rebuttal but because of a sudden storm sleeping in the stall chair.

"why then?, mabok?" asked the original member. during the storm he chose to lay his body in the long chair.His eyes immediately closed for a moment.

"ngaco lu, mabok ko molor" Arva argued again.

"the goat really mollor his son" said arva while shaking his head at the storm's behavior, because the storm actually sleeps.

"that's a molasses boy" chirped Askala. Arva nodded

"like soy sauce, abis came home from ares' house where the hell is he?" asked Arva. Anggara shook his head while Askala was silent.

"usually it immediately ignites him right" added Askala.

"it's mah dateng instead of greetings even great" commented Arva.

"wapain salam tar not answered your disobedience on" replied Askala did not want to lose.

"feeling you malem coming home from ares not really malem you where did you first emang kal?" ask anggara while nyomot fried foods that are not taken askala.

"fried-" askala who will protest because fried foods are cut back with the storm build.face drowsy storm clear-bener obvious.

"pull the cart" he replied, then he turned his gaze to Arva.

"eh how the weather was yesterday, we were even in court" asked the Storm, while sitting cross-legged in the old chair he fell asleep earlier. His eyes still brushed with sleepiness.

"safe he is always the first champion, defeat the arch-enemy" replied askala while removing the guitar from the scabbard.rather than fighting because the fried food is just as bad as he prefers to play the guitar.

"wash your face back" suggested anggara, the storm shook and then put his body back to sleep.

"goat ko guitar is discordant" protested askala.

"this is the real cave" answered Arva briefly then move and sit beside Askala.

"who the hell is the mandala boy whose name forgets mulu gua va?" ask Askala, let Arva take over the guitar.

"Radika harvian Asegra" replied Arva but her eyes focused on the guitar strings.

"cool also yes his name, oh yes Askala sodara step you already know who?" ask anggara, Askala shook his head.

"bodo ah, not important" he answered briefly.

"Where's gardian?" storm asked, it seemed like he had only realized earlier that Gardian was not there.

"in ares is still moles" Anggara answered in the middle of chewing his fried food.

"come back?" ask the storm, anggara shakes. Arva who was justifying the discordant guitar immediately fell silent as if remembering something.

"still managing her bonyok divorce?" asked Arva who then continued his activities again - justifying the guitar strings.

"whether the cave knows, he is like a barren Arab is difficult to read" replied Askala while throwing a cigarette towards the Storm.

"can you read the Qur'an? sok an tau Arab barren?" ask Anggara her hand feeds the frying storm.Spontaneously immediately rejected by swearing by the storm.

"indeed Arabs are deforested quran yes" asked a marketing storm.

"ko so discuss Arab barren scapegoating" upset Arva while putting down his guitar and began to taste the coffee that has been served bi Rima.

"all night he told me his bokap had rarely come home and he wanted to go back to his grandmother's house that way" added Arva while sipping a little by little coffee because of the heat.

tak.

the sound of the tray clashing with the wooden table made their focus diverted,

"do not stay or ntar if krnapa-how" said Bi Rima while returning to serve a plate of fried food that is still warm.

"want to pesen what kal" asked bi Rima,

"drowsy bi, coffee times yes" he replied.

"yeah yu to ares, tar amit-amit that boy suicide again rich in soap operas that" added Askala drastic his hand directly narik Arva towards the car.

"he's not that stupid to live while he still likes cigarettes, off the hook" replied Arva, pulling his hand from Askala's grip.

"you are both rich if you look around" chirped Anggara who is still chewing fried. while the storm of his face can not be expected anymore, sleepy he continues.

"that's great that we often do it already dead nyicil that" said Storm while reaching for a coffee glass that had just brought bi Rima.

"keep on why are you arguing?" tanya Anggara pointed at the storm with a piece of fried food.The storm muttered as it moved

"yes like"

"nah right

"woy even talked about how great, what kind of a garden" cried Askala.

"yes come to ares now" asked Arva. Storm nodded, began to wear his helmet back.

"cut the complex" suggested Anggara. the three nodded. The storm began to run the motor first.

they are looking for the fastest route, because the distance of the house ares to the stalls bu rima quite far about three kilo meters.

"ck the grandmother" decak storm he braked suddenly his motorbike, evaporated again when the coffee he had set earlier, due to rainstorm only sleep an hour less.

"gua gotong is what grandma is" he thought.

the storm turned to look at the light that was still red, sighed, the grandmother was walking quite slowly making the storm upset, wanting it to feel like she was holding the grandmother and throwing her.

so the storm stopped not because of the red light but there was a grandmother carrying herbal medicine that was about to cross at the red light. because upset she turned on her forehead phone scrunched tat when she saw a notification that appeared, which appeared, the sleepiness of the storm instantly dissipated as he turned the motor against the current and split the vehicle behind him, he even ignored the cries of his friends and the protest of all the drivers behind him.

The storm kept on driving his bike, condemning himself who forgot about today. The day she had to visit her mother in a mental hospital.Thank you to wendi, the stormy stepmother who reminded her to meet her biological mother now.

"sorry Gardian cave, the cave mother is more important hopefully you do not krnapa-why if you die do not ghostin cave ya" monologue.

about an hour and a half of the storm reached the hospital parking lot,

Angkara Mental Hospital people there often call it rsja, a mental hospital located in the corner of the city but quite far from the urban frenzy. The atmosphere in the hospital was very quiet air was still fresh so that all patients there were not strep plus the service was very good, doctors and psychologists were very friendly.

a silent storm on his motorcycle prepares him to see the development of his biological mother who he says is getting worse.just now the storm will move suddenly he sees someone he knows.

"tante Wendy" murmured in the storm, when he saw his stepmother wendy standing next to the car like she was calling someone. the storm still shook his eyes focused on his stepmother until wendy got in the car and got out of the parking lot.

"why him?" murmuring storm, choosing to ignore him chose to enter because the mother was much more important . had not had time to touch the elevator button someone patted his shoulder, he said, spontaneously the storm turned to find a woman who was now smiling towards him.

"doctor Qian, how are you?" ask the storm, qian smiled

"well, we haven't seen you in a long time" he replied, twitching the elevator button. The storm nodded indeed since the storm that always had a great fight with his father he rarely met his mother, he could not have come in a bad condition because doctor Qian had warned the storm not to come in a chaotic condition because it could aggravate the patient aka the mother.

"want to see your mom?" tanya qian now the two began to enter the elevator.the storm nodded.

"your mother's condition- Qian's words were cut off because the elevator door was open.The two conversations were not tangled in the elevator because their distance positions were far apart.just on the third floor Qian came out with the storm.

" ah your mother- Qian's words were cut off again this time with a ringing call from whom. Along the way Qian swiped a storm could guess if it was the husband of doctor Qian. The storm chose to ignore but could not be denied the conversation of doctor Qian with her husband was heard very clearly by the senses of her listeners.

"javier" a storm monologue.she accidentally hears the patient's name spoken by doctor Qian who appears to her husband's patient.

"you go in first yes, I'll call you first" said Qian, the storm gasped in shock as he quickly nodded but his gaze was still fixed on doctor Qian who walked far enough.

"where do you want to die HP? in the toilet far away" he thought because doctor Qian walked towards the toilet.The same action doctor Qian intersected that made the storm think strange. choosing to ignore his gaze again he turned to the signboard on the doorstep "NARULINA RAYASA DIRGANTARA".

Ranajaya university

" i've been around 3 years living in Canada, at that time I was in college and blah....

it's been about an hour over Earthquake listening at length a short story of the lecturer's life, he said, actually the most lazy earthquake if it is part of this lecturer because instead of explaining the material the lecturer actually explains his life story for whatever reason does not matter the earthquake heard.

a heavy sigh came out of his mouth, the pen he had been using to record the material was now beginning to silence him, turning his gaze aside to look at the sky which had turned yellow.

"pak Ruli's habit must have been cut in half2 by a personal story" whispered Kelvin, the earthquake turned and then nodded confirming.

"our lecturers are rich there is nothing real, whose one hobby is to go out of the country one hobby is the story of other personal problems if it is taught by the clock" complained kelvin again. indeed the complaint of his best friend is true why the lecturer in his class there is no one that fits the criteria as a lecturer who wants students there, he said, even Earthquake more often protests for the replacement of lecturers in his class because of complaints almost all students, before becoming an assistant lecturer earthquake is the student leader whose hobby is in and out of the rectorate room just for the management of lecturers, before becoming an assistant lecturer, in a week he can enter almost every time because of student complaints even though from the first semester the lecturer is safe and secure, and why the higher the semester the level of insecurity to graduate is getting higher and wrong one reason is that the lecturer is rough value that gives lecturers if the lecturer rarely enters or rarely gives dead material yes students, how students want to learn. earthquake sighs for the umpteenth time, and, looking down just to pay attention to the classroom floor.

"vin you've been chasing after Mr. Kenan, your value will be empty yesterday because 2 pak kenan late reported the value of the problem" tanya earthquake considering kelvi complaints two weeks ago yng told me if the value is still empty even though he had deposited his essay several times.

"yet, in the chat Pak Kenan ceklis one.had aja ya al to his house" said Kelvin.quake shook his head before the view fell on the notification message on his phone, the, without caring about Kelvin who asked if he immediately opened the notification

Catastrophic brothers

Rain: later meet at the campus A irawan or what?

Storm: cave late again no business

Typhoon: wait in front of the law school @you

Rain: @badai not funny if bonceng three yes rhino

Storm: the name of the cave kalen, you wrong mulu kemaren can, kalem, now rhino

Rain: typo

storm: k equals I far away

typhoon: already fighting boy.bang @You wait in front of the faculty aja cave there abis get together bem

Thunder: typing

"mampus" quakes, because seeing Thunder typing can be guessed for sure the owner of the cost will offer help.not not unwilling but rather a condolence into an invisible wall for them.

"it's really bad you mampusin cave" said Kelvin, the earthquake immediately realized because since he had just read the group no longer horrin story of Kelvin or Mr. Ruli who was still not finished-completed.

"not lu gua anymore read the group chat, you were what vin story" asked the earthquake while turning towards Kelvin who was sitting on his side chair. Kelvin sighed.

"baby or egg-laying?" kelvin asked, the earthquake was confused.

"ko be a condo child, you have been talking about emnag conda child?" quakes are confused.

"answer me" replied Kelvin ketus

"he's a snake" replied the earthquake.

"well" answered Kelvin.

"woy you're a rich girl" cried the earthquake involuntarily.

"ALKANA, I know you're smart but I can't" said Sidosen.

"can sir" replied the earthquake.

'has been bosen sir cave horrified your story that 2 aja' he added in his heart. chose to ignore the earthquake turned towards Kelvin who had just been silent.

disaster brothers

Rain: where are you? @Storm

Storm: on the verge of death.

Rain: you again sadarotul death ko can ngechat?

storm: the name of his path on the verge of death, goat.

Typhoon: @mas aga tomorrow aja mas we leave together ga @You @ Hurricanes @ Rain

Rain: may

Storm : just go with it

Typhoon: negeread when her hands are swollen

earthquake: typing

Thunder: typing

Rain: do not be a disobedient tar lu same old man.

Typhoon: kijeng

hurricane : typing...

"you have started to know the same friends kos lu al" said Kelvin. earthquake turned towards Kelvin ignoring his phone let him in the chat room whatsapp.

"yes they're funny what else the same Storm Rain, his work is fighting" explained Earthquake.back again his view he directed to his phone, he pointed to his phone, letting his whatsapp chat room continue to roll on its own indicates there are many chats coming in from the group.

"five people are rich in seRT" said Kelvin who accidentally saw the earthquake's mobile phone.

" have you not been angry with the cave?" ask for another earthquake

"don't really say angry Cave just feels not appreciated just a story not in the horror" the earthquake nodded, Kelvin was never able to get angry at him.

"your father's rich girl"

"abis this anterin cave meet ade cave bentar ya---

" oh yeah, did you get a part time?" ask earthquake.

"there is a cave story, he came late in the interview became a zonk" jwab Kelvin.

"sorry, two boys fighting in a group is exciting all by themselves, so what now?" ask the earthquake again, while Kelvin just put his shoulder.

.

"eh, his class should have finished while he was still in class"

"yes from earlier"

"sure that no one dared"

"cave brave"

the earthquake accidentally heard the conversation of other students in his class, his eyes now fell on the wall clock which was behind the head of the lecturer, it was almost half an hour the lecturer told him.

"sorry not to cut the conversation but the time is up" said the earthquake courageously reprimanded the lecturer. Mr. Ruli-the lecturer fell silent then saw the luxury watch coiled around his wrist nod a glance then diverted his power point slide.

"do this, tomorrow's deadline at 4 p.m. Thank you Alkana for telling me. Excuse me" he said.

"al you know what to do with it?" kelvin asked while pointing to the power point slide that Mr. Ruli just showed. the earthquake shook his head before sighing long. As usual there was no wind there was no rain this lecturer gave an unclear task.

"content with the story of his life Mr. Ruli fit in Canada" replied the earthquake that made Kelvin gawk.