
I didn't feel like 30 minutes had closed my eyes, jolted by the noise downstairs. Scroll clock in my hand, it turns out the clock shows at 22.30 Wib. I almost missed the Islamic prayer, immediately took ablution, then I also carried out my duty as a Muslimah who obeyed the teachings of the religion that had been taught.
My mother's cafe cafe is always crowded with visitors, whether it's the students around who mngerjerjakan ato teenagers who only come to play online games.
Sometimes the cafe visitors like nosy, they sometimes like to ring the bell sign there are guests for boarding children. Because our boarding house on the 3rd floor, the owner of my boarding house installed a bell, which serves there are boarding guards can give a sign if there is a need or there are guests for us the hostess.
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A few hoses after I finished praying bell kostpun rang.
At first I thought that it was just an obscenity and to jahilan cafe visitors. Before long the bell rang again, this time the bell rang 3 times in a row. Out of curiosity I also rushed to the front balcony terrace of the boarding house, with the aim of asking this to mas Mamad the keeper of the parking lot and cafe in my place. And to my surprise, when I saw who the figure of the man standing next to Mas Mamad, he was Radhit's brother.
For a while I stared speechless, until Mamad lifted his face up and shouted my name from below. Honestly my knees are limp, it feels like this heart has stopped beating. It is as if this soul will fly away from its body.
"May, why just look there, here quickly down, there are guests who want to see you!" call Mas Mamad again in a louder voice than before.
And I also replied to the cry of Mas Mamad from the top of the balcony terrace, "That guest is right nyari me or wrong address mas," I asked mas Mamad, said, although I actually know the figure of a man who is nearby.
Either make sure or just pretend that's what I'm doing to be unreadable by my opponent.
Although I'm sure Radhit didn't notice my expression when he found out he came looking for me. But deep down in my heart was a taste I could not guess. Between happiness and worry deep down in my heart.
"May, the hunt's down!" call Mas Mamad again.
This time by ringing the boarding bell incessantly.
I hurried to change my clothes, wearing my favorite maroon red hijab, brown gombrang batik cloth pants, with matching cardigans. Because I did not have time to replace the singlet shirt that I wear, one alternative is to use the cardigan. I hurriedly descended each step of the stairs to the front door connected to the cafe to go down to the bottom floor. Because the existing side door is closed when the curfew above 22.00 wib.
When passing the cafe, I ask permission to mbak Ririn who guard the cafe for the front of the boarding house.
With a hasty step I headed to the front of the boarding house where the previous mas Mamad and brother Radhit stood.
However, when I got to the front, it turned out that only Mas Mamad was in front, there was no more brother Radhit there.
With a very thick Javanese accent mas Mamad began to tease me with his distinctive joke, "Oalah yo.yo.yo.elah dandan e mbak e, atee in live karo pacare," said mas Mamad while continuing his work tidying up the motor park in the north corner of the cafe.
It means mas Mamad, because I changed clothes and groomed for a long time, so Radhit's brother left.
"Damn, this guy really knows me. Where hastily came down. Don't know if I'm tired enough to go down from the top floor to the bottom floor, "my inner self.
But just as I was about to turn back into the cafe, there was someone who suddenly pulled my wrist.
Reflexes in shock I brushed as hard as the hand earlier.
It was Radhit's hand.
"Wow, it's super powerful, the son of a powerful site yes," led Radhit with a smile.
Duh Gusti, this heart seemed to want to escape from its place, seeing his smile and cool gaze.
It turns out that if you look closely it looks like a dimple when you smile again, I never seem to see it, or only this time I really see his face this close.
It dawned on me of all those shadows, trying to hold on and focus.
"Capture yourself May, remember the same treatment you did when OSEK yesterday!" inner again.
"Hey.don't daydream, I'm just here to give you a summary of the materials and assignments for your class. Don't think I came to fuck you up!" hardik brother Radhit disperse my reverie.
"Eh.iya. Ngapen also thought so. Sorry yes, I'm not the kind of girl who likes baperan kak," I said no to lose, trying to cover up my uncertain feelings.
"Tomorrow at dawn I will take a plane to my brother's place with my parents, so I transfer this material and duty to you. I know even though you were texted the same Mr. Dwiarno you will not go to where I take this task. Fortunately my classmate Davin knows your boarding address, so I'll take it straight to your place" Radhit said again, this time reaching into his pants pocket he tried to get something out of his pocket.
"This is my flashdisc, keep it well, there are materials and tasks in it. When I get home, I'll take it back. Take care with all your heart!" with a meaningful gaze, Brother Radhit looked at me to give what was taken and then stepped away, from a distance I looked at him until he disappeared past the intersection in front of my ganh kost.
I still remember the last sentence that Radhit said gave me goosebumps, my brain thought hard to digest it.
But my efforts failed, I was unable to think at the time.
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*What is the content of the flashdisc given by Radhit to Mayang?
*What was the purpose of Radhit giving the Flashdisck to Mayang?
The answer is in the next part, thank you for being faithful to read the story of Cikgu Maya 🙏😊