
They arrived at Raka's apartment by late afternoon.
Raka seems to like making him go around obscurely, carrying his suitcase around here and there. After getting off the train, Raka takes her on a bus. How many times does the stop, Raka still doesn't bring him down.
It seems, they just go around the city of Leiden alone, circling by bus.
In Leiden it turns out that if you want to travel very easily, in addition to relying on existing applications so as not to get lost, it seems to be able to see the information boards available at each station. The board contains information about the type of train and departure schedule.
In Sarah's observation, all trains, buses, and trams also always have information screens that include stations or stops that will be passed next.
Actually, there is no need to worry about being missed by the station or the stop that is intended.
Sarah knew all that even if she had just set foot in Leiden for the first time, it was just that he was lazy to fuss with the cold face who was pretentious busy working on something with the tablet he carried in his handbag.
Maybe he was busy doing work on the bus, fortunately Leiden city, really a beautiful city, as soon as he entered the city, I immediately felt the historical atmosphere of the past.
Sarah's eyes were spoiled by canals, museums, and cafes plastered from behind the glass of the bus.
This city is not very big. Which makes it crowded, one of which is the University of Leiden (Universiteit Leiden) is quite famous, where Raka is studying, which is the oldest university in the Netherlands, which is the oldest university in the Netherlands, students come from different countries around the world.
During this time, Sarah had never boarded a train or public bus, the facilities she had from a small make it unfamiliar with these vehicles.
But today, she felt an incredible and pleasant sensation. He felt free and refreshed, despite having just arrived, still tired of a dozen hours of being on the plane.
The scenery presented by the city of Leiden is really worth the fatigue.
Raka Apartment from a classic wooden building, quite spacious and impressed quite simple, if seen from the financial capabilities of Raka of course this feels senjang. He is one of the richest children in Surabaya but he chose a simple life in this foreign city.
The apartment was two floors clean. The basement is a lounge, dining table and kitchen complete with cooking supplies. While the bedroom is upstairs.
Sarah pulls her suitcase towards the room, when Raka shows her the stairs telling her to take all her belongings up.
Raka really got worse, had no feelings at all, Sarah painstakingly carried her suitcase upstairs.
"Here should not be spoiled yes, must be more independent, we are far from parents." Raka said while grinning.
"We feel simple life here. So don't be spoiled." She said in Sarah's ear as she walked into the kitchen before Sarah climbed the stairs.
"I'm not a spoiled child...!" Sarah answered with a sour face.
Then with an annoyed face pulled his suitcase towards the top.
When he opened the room upstairs, his eyes momentarily swirled in astonishment.
The room was not spacious, and in it it made Sarah confused, the room contained only one large bed, which was a large bed, a thick carpet not too big orange shades look contrasting on the wooden floor, a closet big enough to stick to the wall. And a small round sofa in the corner of the window. The rest is not any furniture.
This room with a low roof, it feels like sleeping in the attic only.
It had occurred to him how they would both share a place with a room like this but then Sarah did not care anymore, where or how they would sleep, which surely now she needed to take a bath.
Inside there is a sink, bathup, shower in one room. There was only a thin curtain separating the bathup from the other fixtures.
Really minimalist, Sarah really feels so contrary to the life of Raka in Surabaya that is so luxuriant and luxurious.
With a relieved smile, Sarah soaked herself inside Bathup. Throw away all his fatigue. Just felt his body so sore and tired after an extra long journey around the unclear earlier.
A knock on the bathroom door made Sarah almost jump.
"Yes...!" Sarah believes it's Raka, because only the two of them are in this apartment. He did not hear at all if Raka went upstairs, probably because he was so enjoying soaking in this warm water.
"I have business going out, you just eat, at the table I've ordered food for you. Just lock the door don't have to wait for me to come home, I have a duplicate key."
Then I heard a step away and down the stairs.
After lazing in the bathroom, Sarah went down, using a long sleep dress to the feet. He was used to sharing a room with Raka during his stay at Raka's parents' house, wearing such clothes.
On the table is available a plate of sausage cut into pieces with a variety of vegetables in rough mashed like it.
Sarah knows this typical Dutch menu, called stamppot. Although she had never eaten, she had only seen it on the internet, because Sarah loved to cook, so quite often looked through review pages about food.
Sarah eats herself, her mind wanders around the world thinking of her fate that deliberately throws herself into the place of this once utterly unfit man.
He felt that perhaps this arrival of his was completely unwanted by Raka, there was no warmth at all in his welcome.
Raka even seemed so indifferent and kept his distance.
Before he left, he thought, Raka will be a little bit sweeter to him and if indeed he has the same feelings as Sarah now, of course, Sarah will try to be more courageous to express her heart if she does not want to continue the plan their divorce.
He wants Raka to give him the chance to continue their marriage and tell him honestly whatever happens if he just realizes that his heart has become Raka's. She loved her husband.
But I don't know, what he experienced today made him worry that maybe he had been too high to hope, he was just clapping his hands.
A knock at the door resuscitates Sarah from her daydream, Raka turns home sooner than she expected. Maybe he can talk to Raka tonight, get everything done, so he doesn't have to humble himself anymore in front of Raka.
With a slow step Sarah headed for the door and opened it.
The two people who looked the same were stunned with shock.
Sarah finds a tall girl with wavy blonde hair, standing at the door, she has seen him three days ago wriggling spoiled around Raka's neck, during a video call with her.
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