Now Or Soon U Mine!
16. Life Is a Problem

The extremely dense crowded streets gradually deserted. The middle of the night in Bandung is very cold. There is no warmth that can be used by Akilla and Bara to be able to survive with air temperatures less than 20 degrees Celsius, let alone moving at dawn, dew-dew hours 2 and above can make the fingers numb. No cell phones, no money left, the only precious thing is just plain pajamas attached to their bodies.

The cold iron stools that followed pierced their bones were occupied at each end near the arm of the chair. A pale face that is contass with a dull red tinge that runs from the ear past the cheeks and nose and then to the other ear.

The two embarrassing incidents felt so bad. While holding back hunger and cold, they imagined the incident 2 hours ago. Yes, they sat quietly in the sidewalk public chair without even opening their mouths.

"Ehm, that one. lupain.." Bara lift up. It's uncomfortable to peck awkwardly on the side of the road like that.

Moreover, some of the riders passing by were staring confusedly at them. Despite a glance, Bara knows what they have in mind, which cosplayers at this hour are still shabby, as well as their unconvincing costumes. Is there a cartoon or anime character who wears a nightgown as their trademark?

Akilla glanced at Bara from the corner of his eye. "Which incident?"

Uh! Pake pretended everything! I am more embarrassed!! Screeches in the heart. The red on her cheeks was increasingly contrasting. "G-gue is not a pervert! Lo also hugged me, first right?" his argument does not want to drop prestige.

"Look, I'm afraid. I was shocked when I saw the bokap, nyokap, same brother lo that! As a woman, I can't hide my horror!" Akilla did not want to lose, insisting on evading.

"You tell me what you're doing, it means you can understand my mistakes?"

This time Akilla really turned his head, "error? I don't feel guilty one bit. I've touched your disgusting body!" Akill shuddered, rubbing his shoulders as if there was dust on his shirt.

"Eh! Disgust the word lo?! You don't know, girls as big as Sijalak Harupat Stadium just want to see my face and body are sexy!"

Akilla was grieving, further fueling the emotions of the guy next to her, "the most model girl Mimi Peri or Lucinta Luna!"

"Oh you my handsome face is made of cheap plasticine?"

"Gue didn't say no!"

"Honestly, I'm crazy, aren't you the same? But you don't want me to think of you as another girl? Like that dinovel-novel?!"

"But! Do you think the face of a sock like a sock got lo it will I demenin? I loved it first!"

"That girl's language is complicated, right? He said he didn't want to when he wanted to. I understand that if you are ashamed to admit it, as a good-natured and not arrogant people, I can give you a chance to make deket same me!"

"Jomlo's defect! For the sake of my cousin's grandmother who is still virgin, I don't want to deket the same you, even the sound of breath you just feel like I want to vomit!"

That pointless debate continued to heat up the once cold and awkward atmosphere. Lightning strikes seemed to be their background music.

"Woy what are you doing here?" the sound stopped the third world war, two people who were arguing earlier looked at the man who was holding a large black bag allegedly containing a guitar, when viewed from its shape.

Akilla's eyes are round. Didn't expect a tall man in front of him this is a friend he met five years aka one week ago. No, open Gio his virtual friend, but Rekal. Yes, the absurd person who likes as good as his speech in short words. "Re-recorded? L-lo?"

"Wuis! 7 Years no see, you're still the same.." Rekal smiled, from the look in his eyes, he looked so tired.

"No, it's still just as random" Rekal's reply punctured Akilla's expectations. The bellowing is inexhaustible, Akilla... Akil... Years of non-communication, still equally narcissistic, touted a little feeling of being floated into paradise paradise. It's a friend's job to drop him into hell.

Bara, who all told Akilla's kealayan, chuckled amusedly at the reply of his wife's friend.

"Hey, bro. Do you want to quit the acting world? Not kepo anyway, it's just BB" Rekal shook Bara's hand which raised one eyebrow, not knowing the meaning of the word 'BB' used.

"Frankies, Bar" Akilla explains. Well, at least one of his best friends hasn't changed. His nature is still so strange as well as his speech habits that do not enter KBBI.

The mouth of the Bara is round. A second later he was astonished, "stop? Did ya?" he muttered to whom himself.

"Lah lo walkin, even nanya to me" Rekal chuckled.

"Wait, what was your first sentence?" asked Akilla who was aware of the awkwardness. Bara who is actually a model, continues his career as an actor, now after a mysterious incident a few hours ago, Rekkal said the scandal is not clear that he never did.

"Does ya? I LL" Bara's eyes point upwards, calculating what abbreviation Rekkal uses. "Supass Training? Funny Catfish? Throw Lembing? Lekong again?" he never found the right word.

Akilla who heard it grimaced, he did not get dizzy by the devious guesses Bara. He looked at Rekkal, "what age are you?"

The man frowned, "gue? 25. Napa?"

THE DUWAR!! Lightning strikes exactly the same in Hayuk Main Yuk's viral video. Rekkal feels himself a half-passed human SMK TKJ among reliable hackers. Did he miss something? Is there something wrong with his age? What black spots and wrinkles attack him to the point that his own best friend does not believe that he is just very mature?

"What should we do? What if we go home? We see first the condition of your family, if they are okay, as if we are not too alone" Akilla panicked. He turned around, headed for the streets, looking for an ojeg or taxi that could take them home.

Bara pulled Akilla's shoulder, clutching her shoulder tightly, but the girl thrashed back to stare at the streets, looking for public transportation. "I'm horrified," Bara said quietly, Akilla ignores him, "denger, DENGERIN GUE!" As expected, the girl did not budge, obeying her orders. "We are now in Bandung Square, while my house is in Lembang. What are you going up there?! We don't even bring anything but the clothes we're wearing."

"We can take a taxi first, keep paying later at home" elak Akilla quivered.

"The second problem is, we don't know what happened two years ago. You think, five years that feels like a malem, many events that are beyond reason. I married you; the one who died, lived again; we work in a profession we never imagined." Bara sighed furiously, turning his body away while rubbing a worried face. He continued, "you think what else has changed in the last two years? Can I move house, or am I broke? A bum? Fugitive cops?"

The discussion this time was serious. Mouthfighting cannot be underestimated. They are confused, fearful, anxious and other negative feelings, pushing them to the edge of the abyss of despair. Akilla's reddened eyes burned his face. His teeth were trembling violently, enduring the tears of vexation. He's so angry. Even more angry knowing he had no reason why he felt angry.

"Gini aja, than you CC aka bicker kek gini, malem-malem, on the side of the road. The cyclone's new entry knows the taste. You guys come with me to my house, not far from here." Well, that's all Rekkal can do. Not wanting to interfere in the household affairs of others, afraid to make things worse. Forgetting for a moment the sentences of two people in his hatchery that feels random, do not know what the important points are being debated.

For a moment no one answered. The two made no sound, turned their backs on each other. Akilla's the first to open the sound, "ok, where's your house?"

Rekkal's smile immediately rose, "my home from sin–"

"Well! I was anxious to wait at home from earlier, but Dad was staying here instead. Acellin also khawa.tir..?"

"Lea?"