Room No.11B
Part. 11

At 15:00, today's lecture is over. My body feels very tired, obviously because of the effects of sleep deprivation last night. Ah, it's like coming home and laying down in the front room. But I couldn't, Yuda and Bagas invited me to make a paper for our group presentation tomorrow.

"Gas, Di, make it in the bus anyway. It's good to have AC, it's cold cuy!" bring Yuda.

"No! Once I said no yes no." said Bagas.

I just kept quiet and didn't respond to Judah.

"What is the cause of gas?" Bagas did not answer.

"In, why the hell Di?" ask Yuda.

"Officers jutek Da, yesterday I was the same Bagas in expulsion. Males I to the perpus." answered me accordingly.

"Huh, being kicked out? Really lo? What's the officer's name? Let me report to my bokap." Sarge Yuda.

God, I gave the wrong reason. I forgot, Yuda is the son of the Assistant Rector of this campus. His father's office was very influential.

"It's not being kicked out anyway, rather it's being reprimanded." I replied again.

"What's the name of the officer Di? I'm the boss of working with people!" Yuda.

"Udah, do not need to be in trouble. Gas, how good to make papers where?" I open the sound.

Shut up while thinking.

"In your house, it's Da!" bagas.

"Ah not free in my house Gas." replied Yuda.

"Do you want to be at my boarding house?" i'm offering.

"Nhhhhhh!" Bagas shouted, as I and Yuda were shocked.

"What the hell lo? Just be surprised." Yuda punched Bagas' arm.

"That's. That's a brilliant idea. Yuk, make the paper in Adi kost aja. Agree me!" the sound of Bagas echoed in the fifth floor hallway.

"Judah if you want to be at my boarding house, let's go." I said.

The three of us decided to make a paper at my boarding house. Bagas hitchhiked back to sleep tonight at my boarding house, but this afternoon he went home first to pick up clothes then after the magrib he promised to have arrived at my boarding house.

I hitchhiked in Yuda's car. It is clear that everywhere he drives a car, the son of the rector's aide or more familiarly in PUREK greeting. Yuda's car parked next to the little house. Yes, the house of the madam who last night was present in Bagas' dream.

"Yuk enter Da." take me to Yuda after opening the gate.

"Busyet Di, kost lo very good atmosphere."

Yuda walked as he looked around the courtyard of Nek Iyah's house which was full of ornamental plants and trees.

"Gue just found out that there is a good boarding house like this atmosphere." continued Yuda.

"Sa'ik coy! Uh, where are you going?"

"Shortly, I ask permission first to the boarding house, all of you take the key." I replied. Yuda just nodded as he continued to look around in amazement.

Nek Iyah allowed on condition, not to be noisy and could not go home late at 12 pm. I'm asserting.

I took Yuda to the room, and we walked through the garage.

"Eh Di, just a minute!" yuda said as soon as he saw the old sedan parked in the garage.

"Why Da?" my many.

"Crazy, this is old mercy. Cool." said Yuda while peering into the car through the glass full of dust.

"Lo know this car Da?" my many.

"Waaah, this is if in the finish continues to be sold, the price can be exorbitant. This antique car!" Yuda is enthusiastic.

"Not sold, is it?" ask Yuda.

"No idea" I replied briefly.

"Try tanyain to mother kost lo Di. If it is sold, I pay it." sergeant Yuda.

"Yes, I'll ask. Yuk ah, tired I want to fall." invite me.

Judah passed, but his eyes could not escape from the dusty sedan in the garage.

I opened the door and entered. Yuda also entered.

Uh, what is this?

There are footprints in the middle room. The tracks are black like mud. I followed the footprints it came from. From the back door. The door that was right near the bathroom door, from the beginning I moved to this hostel, I have never tried to open this door.

I pulled this door. Ah shit, hard. I watched this door. Shit, it deserves to be hard and not open, this door is on a nail.

So, whose footprints are these? I looked closely, his footprints only up to the middle room. Right in the middle. Right on this rather sloping floor.

I hurried to check my things. A rooster's trouser, is the most valuable item. Thank God, he was still sitting sweetly in the closet.

"In, what's going on in Di?" yuda shouted from the front room.

"Bentar Da, I want a floor mop. It's dirty,"

Ah, maybe this is Ujang. The worker that Nek Iyah said this morning. See it later, I'll report it to Nek Iyah.

I cleaned the floor with a mop. Yuda sat on the front porch of the hostel, unceasingly staring at the sedan car in the garage while occasionally smoking his cigarette.