Revert To Me
snails strike

Time has shown at 23:45 and now we, Dj and I are still stuck in traffic on the road. I should have been in the warmth of my beloved blanket with the teddy bear by Kak Reno. But unfortunately, destiny says something else.

Yes, again destiny that makes the storyline unexpected.

Destiny always has its own way whereas we can only design a path without having to know it will happen or not.

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#2 hours before being stuck in traffic.

After Hafis managed to call his friend Dj's brother to ask him to bring gasoline for the final white, we can breathe a sigh of relief because we no longer have to think how to reach the gas station which is 3 km from the place where our car stopped.

If only this place was crowded by vehicles it would not be a problem for us, but unfortunately this place is quiet and dark. Here there are only street lights that are also not too bright.

"It's lo, nice car with no gas." I'm upset.

"Yes yes sorry cave forgot the contents of the gasoline name is also new nyampe Jakarta." Plain language.

"Where are you from?" Ask me plain pretentious.

"Tourings." Answer directly.

"Lo said what?" Tanyaku.

"Touring is the same child-ann." he stopped when he saw the expression on my face that was looking at him sharply. He just grimaced to show off a smile of pasta.

"Lo happy?" Put on smirk's face

"Not that rin, sorry the cave is wrong. The cave lies with you." The answer is clear and looks sincere.

Shortly brother Dj came by parking his red car in front of Hafiz's car.

Brother Dj approached us who were in a tense atmosphere. I got off the white guy and moved into Dj's car without saying a word.

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"Lo why else ar?" Ask Brother Dj with eyes that look at the road that is jammed.

"Who is going to be planning hafiz? The cave has already been eliminated, never take Hafiz rich that way again!" I'm upset.

"Hafiz is the chairman of our community ar. And yesterday's event the chairman was required to attend." Said explained.

"Why not replace the chairman. You want to make hafiz rich Brother Reno?" I said with emphasis at the end of the sentence.

"It can't be ar. The children believed the post to be the same hafiz after Reno left." He still patiently explained.

"That's your alibi!" Reply annoyed.

After the conversation the atmosphere became quiet. 10 minutes passed and finally now we arrived in front of my house. I rushed down and thanked him for sending me home and without inviting him to stop by even if it was just a stale phrase. Right now I just want to be alone. I walked towards the entrance and unlocked the door of my house.

By the time it opened and I stepped in and by the time I was about to close the door I saw the white who was none other than Hafiz.

Hafiz arrived and he immediately went down to meet Dj's brother who was still in my yard. They seemed to be talking so I decided to leave and close the door.

Maybe I sound better or maybe I'm just not feeling lost like I did.

I just want him not to experience what Reno is going through.

I'm just afraid Hafiz is gone. I love Hafiz too much. Yes, I love Hafiz as much as I love Sister Reno to this day and beyond.