Damar (Not) For Wulan

Damar (Not) For Wulan
Good or Bad Luck?


I'm trying to normalize the heartbeat. This throat is so hard to swallow.


"Go! What are you doing here? Go there!" The woman's voice immediately covered her body wrapped in a towel with a blanket on the bed. I could see his smooth body wrapped in a towel earlier.


"What's this?" Selena came out of the bathroom in full clothes. He looked at me and Wulan alternately.


"It's all because of Elu, Cell. You told me to come here, uh to get kicked out with a girl." I'm trying to normalize my heartbeat.


"Sorry, Brother Wulan. Selena forgot that Mas Damar would come here to get access to her room card."


Wulan did not say at all, the woman was still sitting on the side of the bed. Only his head was visible, his body covered in a blanket.


"Where's my card? The chunky!" I'm still waiting.


"Whoever! I'll find it first." Selena was busy taking out her bag.


My glance glanced at Wulan. But, he seemed to be in a heavy shock. Maybe he has never been in a position like this? If the students who are on campus, surely they even tease me more.


"She's different from most girls."


"What did you just say, Mom? Mas Damar!" It turned out that Selena had already thrust the card. I just woke up from a daydream.


"Eh, it's nothing. I'll pull it off, go to sleep." Without further ado, I went to the right room. Open the door and rush in. This shirt I loose, only singlet shirt and shorts left. Without washing my face, I immediately jumped on the bed.


"Ohhh, finally. From morning until now it was quite draining." These eyes are closed, trying to sleep to restore body fitness.


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Wulan POV


My limbs are like boneless. Just this time there was a man who was looking at me like that. His eyes were wide at the sight of my body wrapped in a towel. Luckily, my brain was quick to think. I grabbed the hotel blanket to cover my body. I was confused who to blame. This incident caused me embarrassment and trauma.


After Damar left, Selena approached me. He was squatting in front of me.


"So Wulan, sorry Selena! Mas Damar would not be insolent to enter carelessly into someone else's room. I swear Selena forgot to tell Brother about it. You couldn't stand pee." He felt guilty, his face looked sad and unkind.


"Next time don't do this again, Cell. Big Brother is so embarrassed, Big Brother's pride is at stake." With a flat expression, I answered his words.


"Yes, Brother. Selena was unintentionally. But, Mas Damar was nothing Kak Wulan, right?" I'm shaking.


"Fuihhh, thank goodness." He breathed a sigh of relief.


"Now change clothes! But, what is the size of Kak Wulan? Big Brother's body is more contained than mine." Selena seemed hesitant to thrust her clothes.


"My shirt size can be M and can be L. I don't want to make tight clothes. More comfortable wearing loose clothes."


"Oh, then put on these pajamas, brother!" He unpacked the luggage.


Rich people, complete with luggage. Not to mention bring a facial care product that one bag.


I can only say in my heart. I immediately put on the pajamas he thrust out. I want to go home, but how else. I have to stay here until dinner with two big families. The family of Aunt Iren, her husband, and the two families of Mas Kelvin. Now he is tired, it is incredible. Not tired of energy, but, tired of the mind.


The next day, my parents returned home. I also worked as usual. This thought rages on because soon I will have to get engaged to a man I don't like. Never mind liking, just looking at the person, it feels like the innate mules.


Plakkk


The pat on the shoulder made me wake up from the daydream. I was shocked, seeing who he was. Instantly, the look of this face changed. It feels like yelling at him, but, it turns out that behind the back is the manager.


"You still want a vacation? Leave forever from here!" His expression looked fierce.


"Sorry, Sir. I only think of parents who haven't arrived yet. They haven't contacted me." Duh, sorry ma'am, sir, I reasoned on your behalf, lying so as not to get angry.


"Wash your face there! Your face is like someone just woke up, touch up again!" I'd better say it than have to argue with him. These feet immediately stepped away towards the bathroom.


I heard some people talking out there. They were gossiping about the owner of a married coffee shop. But, it was a pity that none of the workers in this place were invited.


Oh, ngarep the invitation. If invited, how much money would they give? Know yourself why. Maybe the owner of this place has other plans. I was deep, only able to shake my head to hear their conversation.


I don't care what they talk about. After washing your face and wearing thin makeup, then go outside again to continue the work.


"Wulan, you take care of the cashier first! Ten minutes, Riska's going to the bathroom." I just nodded hearing the direction from the head of this outlet.


It's been eight hours I've been working, but, still, this thought is too focused on matchmaking. I was getting ready to go home, put on a jacket so that the uniform I was wearing wasn't visible. This afternoon it was time for me to walk, although it was about two kilometers away, but, I was always eager to walk so as not to spend money on transportation.


I just got out the main door of the coffee shop. There were some men coming in. The five of them watched me.


"Eh, Ma'am alone. Join us yuk!" bring one of them.


"I want to go home." I quickly half ran away from them.


"Huuu, Elu sih ... She's scared of it." I heard other voices.


Bruaaakk


So out of focus on what was ahead, I collided with someone. I fell down, thankfully my tailbone was fine. Just a little pain from being hit. The backpack I was wearing saved my life.


"Hey, if you use your eyes!" I think I hit a man.


"Sorry, Mas. I didn't intentionally." I haven't seen his face. He was already standing, in front of me who was still sitting on the floor.


"Next time keep your eyes!" His voice sounds so scary.


"Once again sorry." This head looked up, staring at the man's face.


We both looked at each other, his face was getting red withholding emotions.


"I swear to God, I want to kill it." His words surprised me even more.


Duh, why can this be so.