Room No.11B
Part. 80

The dawn prayer has been reverberating. After the wheelchair incident, Kang Ujang and I fell asleep due to extreme sleepiness. I woke up because the alarm was ringing pretty loud. I went to the bathroom to pray and then I prayed at dawn.

"Kangs. Ujang Kang. It was dawn." I woke Kang Ujang. I pat his arm slowly.

Kang Ujang woke up. He was a little surprised, then rushed to take ablution and prayer. While Kang Ujang prayed, I made two cups of coffee. I opened my door wide, hoping for fresh morning air to rush into the room.

"Wuuiiihhh, there is already coffee." said Kang Ujang.

"Ngopi first kang, finished the coffee just came home. It's a biscuit too, good for breakfast." I'll give you coffee and biscuits. We sat in the front room.

"Dek Adi is bothered to make all the coffee, plus biscuits too again. I feel good this mah. Hehehe."

"That makes that bother if I have to find chicken porridge for Kang Ujang. Only coffee biscuits are here. Hehehehe." reply.

"I drink ya deck."

"Mango kang's. It's made for drinking." I'm welcome.

Kang Ujang took a cup of coffee. Inhaling her fragrance from a thin white puff of smoke, as well as sipping her a little.

"Lumayan can sleep for a while. But dizzy is also the head." muttered Kang Ujang.

"Yes kang, good enough for just a minute." I said.

We chatted for a while, after a cup of coffee ran out Kang Ujang said goodbye. I have no intention of going to college today, my eyes are heavy. As soon as Kang Ujang came home, the door to my room closed again, I continued to sleep. Oops, almost forgot. My phone needs to be silent, I don't want my sleep disturbed.

I woke up because my stomach was wrapped around me, I was starving. I saw my phone, my God, what is this? 20 Unanswered calls from Judah. What made Yuda call me 20 times? I'll call Yuda.

"Woi, why don't you go to college? Why else? Sick? What is stress due to Kemala? Then why am I calling not picked up anyway?"

Yuda showered me questions.

"Patience, patience, patience. Can I answer one? Lo nanya is like a journalist." I said.

"Haha. Yeah, uh where are you?"

ask Yuda.

"Costable. What time is Da?" my many.

"Buset dah, indeed the clock in hape lo batrenya run out, it's the same hour I. You can see for yourself Mas Ndesoooo." Yuda.

"Hahaahaha. Sorry sorry. Da, seriously I am. What time is it?" ask again.

"Jam satuuuu." cried Yuda. "Yaudah, I must go to kost lo yes, all of you will meet your mother kost lo."

"OK okay. Uh uh Da, I nitip rice wrap yes. My stomach is so hungry, the baby hasn't eaten. Hehehehe." reply.

"Bodo amaaatt's. It's none of my business."

"Da Da, seriously I am. Nitip rice wrap yes. Pliiiisss." I begged, my stomach has been screaming since.

"Yes yes." Yuda closed the conversation.

I also rushed to take a shower, my body felt sticky due to sweat last night.

***

After the shower, I sat on the front porch waiting for Judah to come. When I look at social media, I'm wasting my time. Uh, how are you Kemala?

Tick tick tick tick.

I sent a message to Kemala, asking him how he was. There's a speck of miss to him.

Before long Yuda came, this time he was riding a motorbike matic. Yuda parked right in front of my room.

"A new motorbike?" my many.

Yuda opened the helmet, handed me a clear plastic pack of rice.

"The rich must be so. You can't just have one motor. Hehehehe." he said haughtily.

"Yaelaaahh, who is rich bokap nyokap lo. Belagu very." I said.

Judah sat beside me. He burned a cigarette. I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my hands.

"Aren't there any coffee?" yuda shouted from outside.

"There, black coffee. Mau" I offered Yuda.

"Ogah ah's. I'm glad I bought coffee." Yuda took out a can of milk coffee from inside his bag. I sat down to open the rice pack, my stomach has been protesting since.

"Sana make it yourself! I'm hungry." tell me. Yuda makes coffee, I bribe the rice greedily. My hunger is already stage four.

When I was eating, and Yuda was seriously playing games on his phone.

"Dek Adi." Kang Ujang called me, he came with three women, seen from the clothes and style they must be students of this campus.

"Eh kang." I said. "Who's kang?" my many.

"This is the deck, the campus children want to look around the boarding room" replied Kang Ujang as he headed to room 11a and opened the door.

"Where is Nek Iyah? It hurt?" my many.

"Yes deck. That's why I was asked between these brothers." he replied.

The rice pack was gone, I cleaned my hand and then sat back on the front porch of the hostel. This afternoon the sun is not too stinging, quite shady. Apparently a cloud covered the light.

"Who's grave is it?" I heard a student ask Kang Ujang.

"Ooh, that's the grave of a boarding mother's son. He just died a few days ago. Wh why? Scared huh?" ask Kang Ujang.

"Are empty rooms just this?" ask the other students.

"Oh there, that's room number 11c. Only the room was not as big as this room, after all the roof was leaked had not been in betulin." replied Kang Ujang.

"When do you want to move here? If it's still a long time, in betulin first the roof." asked Kang Ujang.

"I want to move here tomorrow."

"No chance to. Yes it's up to the brothers, want this room or that room there. Only the condition is that, the room there must wait on the roof first betulin." explained Kang Ujang.

Yuda patted my thighs, "Woi, even nagging again. Uh, so what time can I see your hostess?"

"Sick cok! The schedule will be late Da, exhausted maghrib." I replied while rubbing the flushed thighs.

"Oh yeah, put on a schedule for everything. Mother boarding your office huh? Hehehehe." said Yuda.

Kang Ujang again locked the door to room 11a. "Dek, I say yes" said Kang Ujang.

"Oh yes kang. Copy here kang together." haggarku.

"Ah no need, this morning I was coffee." replied Kang Ujang. "Let's deck."

"Yes let's go." I replied with a smile.

"Asiiikkk Adi will have a new neighbor. Makeup again In. May they be a hostess here O Allah, let my friend not always think Kemala." Judah raised both his hands as if praying.

"Yeee what the hell lo." I punched Yuda's arm.

***

After praying Maghrib I also prepared to go tahlil to the house of Mr. Rahmat, tonight is the last night of tahlil. Previously, Yuda and I headed to Nek Iyah's house to talk about the car of the late Mr. Thamrin who wanted to buy Yuda.

I knocked slowly on the door of Nek Iyah's house,

"Assynolajet. Grandma, Grandma."

"Assalamualaikuum."

Nek Iyah opened the door, "Waalaikumsalam. Uh Adi Deck. Please sit down."

Judah and I sat down. Nek Iyah looked weak, her face was not fresh, her path was a little restrained. He's still sick. Or not getting a tumbar? I don't know, what's on my mind right now is Mr. Thamrin's antique car.

"What do you need deck?" ask Nek Iyah.

"This is my friend Grandma, who the other day I said I wanted to buy Mr. Thamrin's car" I said. Yuda nodded kindly.

"Oh yes, I remember. For a moment I take the key first." replied Nek Iyah then he passed into the house.

I poked Yuda's hand, "Don't forget the part for me huh. Hehehe."

Yuda blinked his eyes and smiled. Soon Nek Iyah returned, carrying the keys and the car letter. He sat before me and Judah.

"These are the letters, please check first. Here's the car keys, if you want to look around please." Nek Iyah put the car keys and letters on the table.

"I see ya nek." said Yuda while taking a car letter. Nek Iyah nodded lethargicly.

"Em Grandma, can I see the car?" ask Yuda.

"Please, I just wait here." replied Nek Iyah.

Yuda and I headed to the car in the garage. Yuda opened the car door, shining on the inside of the car with a flashlight from his phone. Looks dusty. But the impression of luxury and classic is very thick. Yuda checked all parts of the car, opened the hood, to check under the car.

"Still saucy On. Stay in this little neatin." said Yuda.

"How did Da go? So you buy?" my many.

"Gas! Only the price remains, enter what is not. Yuk!" Yuda took me back to the terrace of Nek Iyah's house.

We sit back.

"Where's the car? Still good?" ask Nek Iyah.

"It's still good, Grandma, there's only a few things to fix. I'm interested in the car nek." said Yuda.

"Thank God it's still good. Did you buy it for sale again or in private use?" ask Nek Iyah to Judah.

"I and my papah collect antique cars, so for personal use anyway." replied Yuda.

Yuda and Nek Iyah negotiated the price, I just kept quiet. Until the deal is reached. Judah agreed with a price called Nek Iyah. And they shake hands.

"If so I say goodbye, thank you." said Yuda.

"Yes, equally. Wear it for personal, right? Not for sale anymore." Nek Iyah.

"Yes nek." replied Yuda.

Nek Iyah smiled, her smile looking very happy. Her face was sumringah, I don't know what was on her mind when Yuda said 'yes', I just kept quiet without chiming in.