
Linda was tired all day. His body feels like it's going to break. Today a lot of orders are logged into his account. Makes Dinda not have time to rest. Moreover, he must always be vigilant because Rezza is in the same city. They might suddenly meet again. But Dinda had a way, every time he got an order from the hotel where Rezza was staying or around there, the girl always refused for various reasons.
At seven Dinda had decided to go home because it was quite a lot of money. Health is more important according to him because if until sick no one takes care of. After saying goodbye to his colleagues he went home.
After almost half an hour of travel, Dinda also arrived at the area where the cost. He was deliberately looking for a cost far from the city, which is more affordable to be exact.
"Tumben once this alley was bright, who put up a lot of lights here." Dinda muttered to herself looking at the path to her boarding house that passed through the alley was illuminated along the alley. Though usually pitch dark, there is only light from the motor light.
Without any suspicion, Dinda continued on her way. Maybe the residents or the cost owners who installed the lights.
Arriving in front of his boarding room, Dinda was more surprised when she saw in front of his boarding room there were so many items. From starting foam mattresses, wardrobes, refrigerators, stoves and others.
"Whose is this?" Dinda wondered.
"It's you Din." The voice of someone surprised Dinda.
"Bu Jamal, what do you mean. I never bought any of this."
"Eh that means it's mine, but mom bought it to complete this boarding room facility." A little nervous and sweaty.
"This is all the facilities of Jamal's house? But what about the cost? What goes up if the facility is this complete?" asked Dinda a little afraid of suddenly having to pay the expensive cost money. He better move.
"No, no. It's still the same as before. It's just a complement."
"True, did you not lose if the facilities are as complete as this but the cost is cheap?" tanya Dinda was suspicious.
"Ish you ask a lot of questions. Already, you just open the door let the mother's people help bring it inside." I left because I didn't want to be asked much more.
"Any," murmured Dinda.
The stuff was already in Dinda's room that was not as wide as it was full of breath. He also protested because he could barely move. Not all items are included. Some are placed in front of the room such as washing machines and stoves so that all residents of the boarding house can come to use them. While the refrigerator is only for Dinda himself, if the food does not need to be shared.
"Eh but wait a minute! Not that Mrs Jamal said this was a boarding facility. Then why aren't others like this as well. Mrs Jamal said the washing machine and stove could be used together, meaning only I could. Butwhy? Is it because I always pay on time."
Dizziness thinking about it, Dinda finally decided to start exploring dreamland. Tomorrow I'll ask Jamal. Rest is more important than anything.
The morning. Not even Dinda opened her eyes. He was already plagued with a noise in front of his boarding room. The voices of people and the sounds of things rub against each other. And one more thing, there is the smell of cooking that also disturbs his sense of smell.
"You what is this? Why it smells so good." Nose sniffing. Find the source of the smell.
Dinda's eyes immediately opened wide when she saw a man dressed in all white with a tall white hat. Like the chefs in a luxury hotel.
"Dinda here fast." Call Jamal's Mom.
"Mom what is this? Did mom call that chef?"
"Yes, that's mom prepared specifically for the boarding house. How, you like it?"
"If it's free I like Mom, but if you pay better I buy rames in front," said Dinda.
"Of course it's free, just relax."
Dinda enjoyed her breakfast. Nice, he likes it. The others too. They ate together in front of the room there was a long table prepared by Mrs Jamal. The woman who was usually stingy and miserly suddenly turned kind and royal, making everyone wonder. As long as they were boarding at the place, only the floor mattress was the facility. Those whose money is mediocre are forced to want because the cost is cheap. Than living on the streets.
"Thank you, Jamal. It's like this often." They chuckle.
"Quiet, as long as there's Dinda here. Your life won't be hard either."
Dinda scrunched her forehead. Jamal keceplosan.