
Arjuna lay on his bed that was a little less comfortable than his own in the house of Papa Arman.
It was 9 in the morning, but Arjuna was reluctant to leave the room. He had bought a supply of drinks and food for his stomach. Hostels do provide gallon drinking water on each floor, without the option of cold heat, using only jars.
Arjuna stared at the ceiling of his room that was clucked in some parts like a leaking mark. He himself has made sure that his room of choice is safe from leaking.
His mind was glaring at the beginning of his life yesterday. Through many things that make it precisely several times dragged on the old memory and part of life while still living with his family.
Interview, psychotes and after graduating both, Arjuna must run a health test. All procedures that he only heard while serving as CEO. He himself passed through the freeway when entering as an employee at papa Arman's company.
Flitting with thoughts that lack quality, Arjuna who had been awake since 4 was due to heat, finally closed his eyes again. He fell asleep and fell into a beautiful dream.
Two hours later, Arjuna jumped out of his sleep and sat on his bed. Sweat soaked his face and some of his tee shirts.
Arjuna grabbed the phone placed on the study table beside his bed. Hours 11.15. Without being asked, Arjuna's stomach immediately sounded like an alarm and asked to be filled.
Arjuna took his wet clothes. Weighing what clothes he would wear to find food. What Dono ordered was true. It is not possible to wear branded clothes and expensive perfumes while being a boarding boy. Instead of being comfortable, it becomes a lotion and gibbah material for mothers who are busy hanging out in front of the house.
The step will be the center of attention, like a model on a catwalk that is bent down looking for attention.
Arjuna also began to come out of the fence of the boarding house with dark jeans and plain tereracota t-shirts. Her slightly large clothes were taken out. There's still some nervousness walking down the alley to the highway. Aware that he is the center of attention that attracts the eyes of handsome male lovers, Arjuna walks a little quickly while occasionally replying to the greetings of the mothers or aki-aki who greet him, just a nod of the head and a smile.
Exactly at the end of the alley, the red freight is dropping off passengers. Arjuna went up without knowing where he was going.
Ten minutes passed, the transport passed through an area of peace like a modern market. Arjuna asked the driver to drop him off and immediately paid his freight rate.
Arjuna attacked to a row of neatly lined shophouses. He had glanced to read the nameplate of a fairly famous clothing store in Jakarta for the middle class.
His steps are still down the shops lined up neatly in one building. Arjuna went up to the second floor. It is quite modern because there are already escalators there.
“Prospective Master !” The cry of someone made his gaze turn to the right left, front behind, looking for the owner of the voice.
“Good afternoon prospective Master,” Cilla is already standing in front of him when Arjuna position is looking back.
The man was shocked and took two steps back. Cilla just chuckled at Arjuna's reaction.
Arjuna noticed the appearance of Cilla who wore free clothes in the form of knee-length jeans with over size t-shirts with lilac colors.
“Ngeliatnya not so dong, sir. It's rude to look at women like that,” ledek Cilla. There was no cynical tone in his words.
“Let's have a crush on me, hard to sleep loh,” his eyes glare mischievously, make Arjuna snort slack.
“Ngapain you are here ? Bolstered ?” Arjuna not only put on a fierce and sloppy face, his tone was heard.
“Dih, original accuse,” Cilla throbbing. “There is a story that a Cilla truant even wild as a human gab. Hollow the one who made fun at home.”
Arjuna smiled mockingly. only provoked by one question, the girl in front of him had started to show her fangs, the soul did not want to lose.
“Bapak himself why take a walk here ? Again join ya?” Replace Cilla who looked at him while squealing and smiling cynically.
“Mistake this morning meal ?” Arjuna Ejek. “That mouth can already call father and not elo me anymore ?”
“And I told you yesterday that I told God that I changed my prayer request. I ask that you be accepted, let me have a balanced opponent in school.”
Arjuna wanted to laugh. Can God be regulated ? Prayer is like a menu in a restaurant that can be changed if the mind changes because it is not in sync with the desire of the tongue.
Cilla chuckled when she heard Arjuna's stomach ring.
“Rese nih belly. Again jaim in front of this chick, even sound without being asked.” Arjuna's nagging in heart.
Without permission, Cilla pulled the hand of her prospective teacher, making Arjuna immediately surprised.
“I take you to a good and cheap place to eat. Guaranteed safe for the pockets of Mr.”
Arjuna tries to release Cilla's hand which brings her down again. It didn't seem easy. Although the girl's stature is not too high and her body tends to be slim, her strength is quite strong as well.
Finally, Arjuna just followed the steps of Cilla who was still holding him. Arriving at the motor park area, Cilla took out the key taken from her sling bag. He opened the trunk of the motorbike and took out one spare helmet from inside.
“Bapak can bring motor, right ?” Arjuna just nodded.
Cilla walked to the helmet-keeping kiosk and took hers from there, then handed it to Arjuna.
“Father wear this helmet,” his hand is still thrusting the helmet that has just been taken from daycare, the shape of a general helmet that is commonly used both men and women.
“Let's doubtful if he wears this one,” Cilla chuckled while pointing at the helmet with a half-glass mode that is special for women.
Arjuna also received a helmet proffered and was seen hesitating to wear it.
“Don't khawati, sir. My hair is clean, dandruff free let alone fleas. After all, the helmet was routinely washed once a week. You are the first person I give permission to wear it other than myself.”
Cilla who was already wearing her helmet perfectly gestured for Arjuna to hurry.
Finished the helmet drama, Arjuna was on a matic duck bike leaving a modern market that he had not explored.
No conversation throughout the trip. Cilla's own hand did not hold a single piece of Arjuna's body. Arjuna who had thought that Cilla was a girl who took a chance in narrowness, turned out to have to accept the mistake of his mind.
Cilla only spoke and gestured to point at Arjuna, and in less than ten minutes they had reached the place Cilla was referring to.
The girl greeted the parking attendant who was there. Looks familiar. Arjuna made sure that Cilla had often come to this restaurant or even regular customers.
Even inside, Cilla immediately greeted the servants and a mother who sat at the cashier table.
“Father select only, I am the deal today. Later if accepted, should invite me to eat well, because I am a loyal supporter who supports you fervently pray.” Cilla giggles.
“I do not have money for an expensive meal treaty, it has not been paid,” said Arjuna with a flat face.
Arjuna was surprised, why is this girl so different when outside school ?
“Then make me the first to enjoy the first salary of Mr. Cilla chuckled.
“Mana can !” Arjuna protested while glaring. “What are you my wife ? Girlfriend alone is not, could-be asked to be the first person to enjoy the results of my sweat,” Arjuna scolding makes Cilla again chuckle.
“So save it if it is.”
Arjuna. The girl in front of him is as good as talking. There are , Arjuna can be considered a pedophile because of dating underage girls. Besides, if the edges are trapped in the same love of High School children, it's the same as escaping from the lion's den, getting into the crocodile's mouth.
Arjuna shook his head while Cilla was busy choosing the food menu neatly lined up in the glass cabinet. He stood behind the girl and watched the food one by one.