Filla And Rangga (The Perfect Dream)
Chapter 174

Filla pinched her hair as she walked out of the bathroom, picked up her phone lying on the table and approached the bed and laid down there.

Aroma Rangga really can not ignore Filla since earlier, Filla positioned herself on her stomach and played her phone, she surfed on social media saw some posts of friends.

Filla gave a heart like to the photo of Caca and his family that appeared on the homepage of his instagram, he smiled to see how happy Caca and Zaki were with his nephew. At the age of course Filla envied seeing the lives of his friends, lagging far behind it makes Filla often feel uncomfortable.

Filla sighed, then exited her instagram account, letting her phone fall on her stomach in bed.

The knock on the door made Filla look over.

"Fill, you haven't slept, have you?" ask Rangga out there.

Filla got up from the mattress and approached and opened the door, Rangga was standing in front of the door with a tray of milk and a plate of fried rice.

Filla frowned, "Why?" ask Filla.

Rangga thrust a tray at Filla, "You can't sleep right before drinking milk? And this fried rice I made because I saw there are ingredients in the kitchen, if you do not want to eat it is also okay," said Rangga and then closed with a typical smile.

Filla looked at Rangga, "Gue can make his own down," said Filla.

Rangga sighed, "What a hard thing to do to accept, this is me, do not forget to drink," Rangga turned to walk towards his room next door after placing a tray and milk into Filla's hands.

Filla sighed, before Rangga went into the room he had to thank at least, "Makasih Ngga," said Filla made Rangga turn and smile.

Rangga nodded, "Sleep well," said Rangga who only grabbed a slow nod of Filla.

Filla went back into the room and closed the door, brought the glass of milk and fried rice and placed it on the next table.

"She can make ginian?" ask Filla to himself, because Filla knows for sure if Rangga had never even made his own food or drink without the help of mother or aunt. In contrast to Rangga who is smart to cook in Filla's dream, can Filla admit not all in the dream goes the same.

Filla scooped the fried rice and ate it, Filla could not hide his laughter, he held his head while holding himself back so that his voice could not be heard.

"Kan, it's definitely not right," he said as he stared at a plate of fried rice by chewing a soft fried rice that was so sweet in his mouth. Filla is not sure how much salt has been exchanged with sugar, because Filla can only taste sweet.

"At least spend this, Rangga has tried," Filla chewed softly while holding back her laughter. He grabbed a glass of milk that Rangga made and drank it. "It's like milk tastes like milk" said Filla, staring at the glass in her hand, which left almost half.

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Filla sat by leaning her body on the back of the mattress, the wall clock in Rangga's room showed at 11 pm, she was still busy checking some incoming work emails, occasionally he yawns signifying the more late at night he needs rest.

Filla closed her phone and stretched her hand.

Suddenly Rangga's speech happened, now the room was pitch black, the power outage that Filla thought was not so it was now time.

"OK calm," said Filla while looking for anything in the room that gives off light, but nil, the room is really dark, since childhood Filla was indeed afraid of a dark room, at least he only needs one point of light to feel calm.

Filla resigned, sweat had poured hard into her, she chose to pull the blanket and close her eyes, at least not too scary with dark because it deliberately closed her eyes.

"Fill," call Rangga from outside. "I came in, yes" said Rangga who immediately opened Filla's room without waiting for a response.

Filla heard Rangga's words but she still chose to hide under the blanket.

"Fill," Rangga shook Filla's body and pulled out a blanket that covered Filla's entire body. "Udah, open my eyes, I have a lamp," said Rangga, directing the flashlight towards Filla.

Rangga also sat on the edge of the mattress, "Belom, will be off the lights, not kayang if I sleep abis it lo creaking to wake up the whole house," ledek Rangga.

"No, from earlier I did not squeak," said Filla defended himself.

"Yes, but hiding under a blanket can also die out of breath, abis it bothers people home."

"Resek," Filla slapped Rangga's arm slowly making Rangga laugh.

Rangga pointed the flashlight in all directions, then stopped at the table next to the bed, "Why not eat?" rangga asked a little disappointed while highlighting the light of the flashlight on the fried rice that was still full on the plate.

Filla put on her smile, "Do you want me to be honest or lie?" said Filla asked back.

Rangga frowned then looked at Filla with a questionable look.

"The fried rice is too sweet" said Filla slowly.

Rangga rounded his eyes, "Sweet?" Rangga took the fried rice and ate it, he chewed the fried rice in his mouth slowly while staring at Filla, then laughed making Filla laugh.

"But I ate a spoonful" said Filla, raising her index and middle fingers to form the letter V.

Rangga added laughing, "I think I'm wrong to give the seasoning," said Rangga.

"It's not wrong to just taper between sugar and salt."

"Again," Rangga pressed the top of Filla's head slowly with anxiety.

Their eyes met face to face making an awkward feeling begin to be created, Rangga released his hand on Filla's head.

"Sorry" said Rangga slowly barely audible.

Filla cleared her throat slowly, "Makasih, already made fried rice," said Filla trying to melt the atmosphere.

"I guess after waking up from a coma, I'm not good at cooking anymore" said Rangga while laughing to make Filla laugh.

"Patut questioned anyway, where are your cooking skills now," ledek Filla made Rangga laugh.

"Yes, the power outage is only 1 hour if there is no obstacle," Rangga turned to Filla.

Now it was Filla who nodded, "May the flame slip."

"Do you want me to stay here or what?" ask Rangga

Filla just kept quiet, he wanted to say yes but was too prestigious, "It's okay if you want to go back to the room," said Filla finally.

Rangga smiled, "Means I have to keep you here right?" Rangga moved from his seat and put a flashlight on the closet, after which Rangga walked up to the sofa and sat himself there, "I'm here, after the electricity is on, I went back to Aza's room," Rangga.

Filla just nodded, Rangga knew very well what Filla had wanted since then. Making Filla smile in silence.

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