Drain Separator

Drain Separator
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Daren finally fell asleep after almost 1 hour of sleep unable to imagine Saras's face and relive the events in the campus. Likewise with Accents who have fallen asleep in the guest room without Daren's knowledge.


Now the time has shown at 5am, the sound of adhan from the surrounding mosques has also been reverberating. Accents rise from his bed to the bathroom, to clean the body while taking ablution water to fulfill his obligations.


After finishing the bath and taking the ablution water, Accents come out of the bathroom. When he wanted to pray, but he did not find prayer equipment in his room. Accents also came out of the room visited Sudarsih in the kitchen to ask for prayer equipment.


"Bibik, what else? " tanya Aksen arrived - arrived from behind.


Of course Sudarsih was surprised, he then turned his body to look at the source of the sound. Sudarsih smiled when he saw Accent.


"Eh Den Accents? this Bibik wants to prepare breakfast." replied Sudarsih.


"Why come to the kitchen Den? Does Den Accent need anything? " sung Sudarsih asked. The accent smiled.


"It's Bik, Aksen wants to pray. But in the room there are no prayer equipment. Can I have a minute of Bibik's peace? reply Accents. Sudarsih widened his eyes while patting his eel.


" God! Bibik forgot to prepare a container for Den Aksen last night. You see, Bibik is not used, because in this house only pray Bibik and Pak Yanto." said Sudarsih. The accent let out a smile on his lips.


"It's okay, Bik. The accent understands!


" Yes, wait a minute Den. Bibik take a cool for Den Aksen first." said Sudarsih then ran small to go to his room.


Accent pulled a chair near him, he sat while waiting for Sudarsih to bring him peace. But suddenly his gaze was fixed to the cutting board on which the chicken meat was not finished in pieces. Accent moved from his chair, he grabbed a knife and wanted to continue cutting the meat.


But when Aksen wanted to hold his flesh, he was surprised by the arrival of Sudarsih.


"Why'd you like an accent?" ask Sudarsih while walking across the Accents and bring peace to the Accents.


"Eh this Bik, was wanting to continue cutting meat that was delayed because of me" replied Aksen to squeeze his lips. He then put the knife back near the cutting board.


"No need, Aden has been ablution. It's dirty, the wudhunya can be canceled later. This is true, it is better Den Aksen pray! " sudarsih said thrusting a container for the Accent. The accent nodded small, he grabbed a hold from Sudarsih's grasp.


"Yes, Excuse me, please Bik.! say Accent. Sudarsih. Accents go back to the room to pray.


Daren slowly opens his eyes, thanks to falling in love now he can wake up alone without help by Sudarsih. He grabbed his phone on the nightstand, then turned on the screen.


" It's 5:15" he said in his heart, then put his phone back on. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom to clean his face. After that, go down to the first floor to meet Sudarsih.


When Daren came down from the stairs, he was taken aback by Accents. He stopped his steps and stared at the horror of Accent who was about to go to the room.


" Why are you here? didn't I tell you to come home last night?" asked Daren in surprise with widened eyes.


Of course Aksen was also surprised, slowly turning his head to the source of the voice, Accent scrunched his forehead.


"Bik Asih who asked me to sleep here last night" said Aksen ketus, then stepped away. Daren widened his eyes.


"Heh, I haven't finished the ceremony, you've been playing away just like that." Daren shouted Aksen.


"I want to fulfill my duty!" sahut Accents. Daren sighed, then went to meet Sudarsih in the kitchen.


After Daren reached the kitchen, he was warmly welcomed by Sudarsih. Sudarsih seemed to smile broadly at Daren's arrival.


"Good morning Den?" greet Sudarsih with a warm smile.


"Morning" Daren replied as he walked closer to Sudarsih.


"What kind of baby cook? " ask Daren with a gaze fixed on a pot on the stove burning. Daren walked over and opened the lid. His eyes widened when he saw the contents of the pot.


"Bahh.. Bibik wants to cook rendang?" daren asked with a smile and sparkling eyes - twinkle. Sudarsih nodded with a smile.


"Yes Den, at 11 pm Madam has arrived home. He said he'd have lunch here. So Bibik masakin rendang Aden's favorite as well." said Sudarsih while cutting up fresh vegetables and tomatoes for the contents of Sandwich which will be breakfast Daren and Accents this morning.


Daren smiled gleefully, because he really really liked the typical Indonesian cuisine on that one.


"That's the Accent sleeping where it was last night, said Bibik who asked him not to go home. "so Daren switched the conversation.


"Yes Bibik who forced him to sleep here because last night Bibik saw his face was already very sleepy. Bibik is worried if he comes home with such conditions." said Sudarsih who is still preparing sandwiches.


Daren gave a small nod and did not continue the conversation anymore. Because Daren did not dare to refute Sudarsih, the woman who has been very meritorious in her life.


"Tumben once you wake up this early." said Accent who came suddenly. Sudarsih pursed his lips to hear the words of Accent.


"That's none of your business." replied Daren Ketus. Accents chuckling.


"That means Saras really has a good influence on you. One of the proofs is that you can wake up earlier without Bibik and Aunt Greeta's help. Keep man!" kaksen said shuffling his thumb. Daren turned the eyeballs off guard.


"Ah, I better take a shower. "reply Daren with a sullen face while stepping away. Accents chuckle as well as Sudarsih.


"How many days has he been up this morning, Bik?" continued Aksen asked Sudarsih.


"Just two days. "Sudarsih replied chuckling as well as Accents.


"I help Bibik prepare breakfast while waiting for Daren to finish bathing" said Aksen while taking some dishes for him to arrange at the dinner table. Sudarsih nodded his head not to refuse, because Accent often helped him prepare breakfast every time he stayed here.


"Den Accents for breakfast what? let Bibik make it! tawar Sudarsih to Accents. The accent turned to the sandwich that Sudarsih had prepared.


After a few minutes, breakfast is now served on the table as well as a glass that has been filled with milk. Accents appear to be waiting for the arrival of Daren while playing mobile phone. While Sudarsih returned to the kitchen to prepare some lunch menu for Greeta.


When the accent was busy playing mobile phones, Daren also came with a cool stelan. Even all that is attached to the body are branded goods that are very fantastic prices. The accent widened his eyes, he even very rarely saw Daren wearing clothes and luxury items like this.


Daren pulled out a chair and then he sat down without greeting Aksen. Daren took the sandwich and put it on his plate.


"Wah wow. " Accent stared at Daren's takjuk, he shook his head. Daren frowned.


"Why do you see me like that? " ask Daren while biting the sandwich made by Sudarsih.


"You're so cool today. This is also one of the effects of falling in love? you were the one who never paid attention to your appearance. But now you're a lot different, " replied Daren while paying attention to the outfit Daren wore. Then his gaze was fixed to a clock that was coiled around Daren's wrist. "Ckckckck" Accents tickled in admiration.


"Why? you envy my good looks?" Ask Daren. " It's only natural that you're envious, I'm much more handsome than you are.! continue Daren arrogantly. Accents pursed his lips. He grabbed a sandwich and ate it. Daren frowned.


"Praised the response is so! " sulang Accent.


"Slowly eat it, have you never eaten a sandwich at your house?" daren said mockingly. Accent looked at Daren, then devoured the sandwich. Of course Daren chuckles at it.


"So look, sooner or later you'll beg for my help. I'll teach you a lesson." murmured the accent with an annoyed face. Daren widened his eyes, then he chuckled.


"You threatening me? " ask Daren.


"Just think for yourself." replied Ketus accent. Daren pinched his forehead.


Daren and Aksen are like cats and rats, never getting along. But do not want to be separated, always sticky like stamps. Really very confusing.


After finishing breakfast, Daren and Aksen said goodbye to Sudarsih to leave for campus. The two handsome men appeared to be barking at Sudarsih's hands before they stepped out of the house.


Seeing Daren and Aksen coming out of the house, Karyo ran over to Daren.


"Good morning Den Daren, Den accent?" greet Karyo politely.


"Morning" replied Daren and Aksen simultaneously.


"Den Daren this morning, bring a car or a motorcycle. Coincidentally Den Daren cars and motorcycles have been heated." asked Karyo.


"i'll take the bike, sir, because the accent also carries the bike. Please get out of the garage yah. "daren told Karyo.


"Ready Den! karyo answered, swiftly Karyo ran to the garage in which there are several collections of luxury cars and motorcycles belonging to Greeta and Daren. Karyo also issued one sport bike that Daren used to wear out.


Then Daren got on the bike, as well as the Accents and they went to the campus.


After arriving at the campus, Daren and Aksen parked the motorbike. When Aksen opened his helmet, he shuddered at Daren's smiling behavior - his own smile while reflecting on the rearview mirror of his motorcycle.


"For a long time you were like a madman!" aksen said while putting his helmet on his bike. Daren pursed her lips. But this time Daren had to endure patience, because this morning Daren will invite Accent to his faculty Saras.


"Accent." Shouted Daren to the accent that had already sailed away. The accent stopped his steps.


"What's up! " sayut Aksen ketus without turning his body to look at Daren. Daren scratched his non-itchy head.


"We go to the school of education! " said Daren invites Aksen in a soft tone. Accents scrunched his forehead. He then turned his body and looked at Daren's horror.


Daren swallowed his salivary, he was frightened to see the face and the horror look of the Accents.


"Why are you looking at me like that? you don't want to accompany me to Saras' school?" ask Daren with a pity face. The accent snorted in annoyance and turned the eyeballs off guard.


"You don't have to make a face like that, I already know what you mean." said Aksen. Daren scrunched his forehead.


"I must persuade Accent, otherwise he would not have accompanied me to his faculty Saras." Daren monologue in his heart.


Daren took a breath, this time she had to put aside her ego to persuade Accent. He then stepped closer to Accent. And looked at Accent with a sad look.


"Come on Accents, I'm sorry for what I did last night. If you don't help me, then who else?" daren pleaded.


"You need to be independent even more so when it comes to romance. Time will approach only, you must always be accompanied. "grunts Accent with an annoyed face. Daren nodded his head.


"Alright, I'll go alone." replied Daren with a face of pity. He then stepped away leaving the accents.


The accent snorted, he felt awry. Daren is always troublesome even always act like a child. The accent turned his body to look at Daren.


"You always act like a girl, it's easy to sulk! " shouts Accents. Daren stopped his steps, he smiled widely, his guess was right. Accents will not be able to let it go. Daren turned his body.


"What do you say, I'm like a girl sulking easily. You alone are not willing to accompany me to the faculty of education." replied Daren.


"I said I didn't want to." Reply Accent. Daren was silent for a moment, indeed Accent was right, Aksen did not say if he did not want to accompany Daren.


"Yes there is nothing" replied Daren weakly. Accents pursed his lips. He quickly stepped ahead of Daren. Daren stared at the astonished accent.


"Where are you going? our faculty is over there, in that direction is the faculty of education, the faculty of Saras. " Shouted Daren while pointing towards their faculty, but Accent instead breezed away towards the faculty of education.


Accents did not dismiss him, he then waltzed away. Daren chuckled and shouted with excitement in his heart, he then ran after the fast-paced Accent.