
...The identity of the senior...
...(second part)...
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The ringing of the cell phone broke the silence that night, just after I finished performing the maghrib prayer. The atmosphere in my room at that time was quiet, because it was Sunday night. Most of my boarding friends spend time with their scuffles and some go back to their home areas just to take off kangen with their families. And this time I'm just with my roommate Yaniar.
Looks like Yaniar also has his own show, so be the only me left at the hostel. Due to the long distance between my home and campus, I decided to host a room in the area around campus. Alhamdulilah, Ika who became my classmate told me that the hostel he occupied was empty. After seeing the location and place, I also agreed to move to the boarding house.
It is located not far from the campus, and there is a cafe and typing rental on the 1st floor of our boarding house. I think it is very strategic, especially for us who are in fact female students, it is very helpful. My room is on the 3rd floor.
Our hostel is also quite clean and tidy. Although our room contained 4 people but the room we occupied was quite spacious. Long story short, I am now a boarding boy trying to live independently. Being away from my parents does not discourage me from achieving my goals. Precisely by living independently, I felt I had to focus and be consistent in studying for the bachelor's degree that I wanted to achieve.
My HP rang again, this time the phone from my eldest brother who served in Sorong, my brother a TNI AD with the rank of First Lieutenant, he was a very loving person, always prioritizing family interests.
My brother named Gilang Prawira, for the sake of his two sisters my brother willingly postponed family life until his brothers have really succeeded and have a handle or job. Maybe because Gilang tried to replace the figure of a dead father in our family. I picked up the phone from the Gilang mas, a voice sounded from across there.
"Assalamu'alaikum, what's your deck again? have you prayed and eaten? how are you doing there?" the questions that were asked by Mas Gilang to me, made me confused where to start to answer them.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, this Gilang mas just what is the interrogation of prisoners? how many questions? I'm confused as to which one to answer first!" I reply while laughing softly.
For almost an hour we took each other off the wind, chatting and joking. Mas Gilang told the news about Mother and also my brother Galang mas who is in the middle, mas Galang is taking the AKPOL test that Insya'allah the results will be announced next month. Until finally mas Gilang say goodbye because his best friend invited him to go out for food, I have told you that he has a friend who is a twin brother, I know, where suadara from his best friend was studying at the State University in the city of Surabaya.
Even the atmosphere was back to silence, I was alone without any friends accompanying me at the boarding houses. I decided to watch the TV show that night while sleeping.
Usually when watching tv I will feel sleepy and fall asleep by myself.
A few moments later my phone came back to ring, this time not the phone ring but the sms that went into my phone. I slowly took my phone and opened the mailbox. There was a short message that told me to contact the No in the message.
Under the message reads the name of my lecturer Pak Dwiarno. So the point of the message was, I had to contact that no to get a task from him.
And I guessed it, no it was no assistant who was none other than Radhitya's brother. I haven't saved Radhit's phone number since he last gave me material in my class.
In my mind came a question mark, not yesterday after class after Radhit had given material for our class. Why tonight Mr. Dwiarno told me to contact Radhit again.
My eyes that had been sloppy sleepy, finally returned to light after getting a text from my lecturer
But it's Sunday night, why should I call Radhit's sister, even though I'm disturbing her Sunday night. As a result I did not respond to texts from my lecturer and decided to return to the initial position was watching tv shows while lying down. Intentionally this time I silent my HP. However, not long after my HP returned to tremble. Intrigued by the contents of the incoming sms, I regained my HP.
This time not from Mr. Dwiarno, but a new number that I do not know.
When you check no it is the same as the number sent by Mr. Dwiarno. Yes ... No. That's Radhitya's number. The contents of the message require me to take the duties of Mr. Dwiarno tonight also at his boarding house not far from campus. As far as I know the kost is not far from my kost. Because next week he will leave the city or the region because of the important things that are very sudden. But in just 2 days he will be back.
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* Did Mayang follow the orders of his lecturer to take the task at Radhit's place?
*Where will Radhit go?
The answer will be in the next part 😊😍
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