Room No.11B
Part. 84

I ran quickly to my room, I grabbed my phone immediately. I'll call Yuda.

Tuuut tuuut tuuut

Damn, he didn't answer my call. I took the mustika given by Grandpa Badrun, hopefully this mustika can protect Judah. I immediately ran out. I opened the gate quickly and closed it again. I ran towards the front of the alley. I murmured in my heart that I might get Ojek brother, not too late anyway. There must still be a base object that is still standby.

In my brain I thought only of the name Yuda. I hope nothing happens before I get to her house.

Arriving in front of the alley, there is no brother ojek who menggang. I ran back to the highway. My breath gasped, my sweat flooded, the hunger was gone. Yuda kept calling, but he didn't answer my call.

Arriving at the side of the road, I searched for a motorcycle taxi that usually went near the fork. Strangely none of the ojek brothers were visible. Should I order an online project? Oh shit, I don't know Yuda's address. I ran towards the fork in the road, hoping to meet a base ojek brother.

Blank. There's not a single one.

"Daddy, find who?" ask a man sitting in a street-side cigarette shop.

"Emm, I'm looking for a base ojek. How come there is no tumben?" sahutku.

"Base project on the deck narik strike, because there are already many online ojek." said the man. "Where's the deck going?" ask the man.

"If the address I don't know bang, if the way I poult."

"Do you want anther? The fare is the same as a base motorcycle." the man offered.

"By bang!" quickly answer.

The man started the engine, I rode in a hurry. The man then put on a helmet, then drove his bike.

"Bang, speed it up!" my door.

"OK deck!" he answered, then turned the gas motor strongly. The motor is also moving fast. The skill of driving the man's motorbike is not in doubt, the motor is winding between the rows of cars, overtaking right and left.

It took us about twenty-five minutes to get to the house of Judah. I got off the bike.

"How much bang?" I asked the man who had brought me to the house of Judah.

"Gocap on deck" he replied.

"Well, how expensive is it?" my many.

"I've been speeding up the deck, let the clippers arrive and survived to the destination. It's not expensive that."

I took out a wallet, took out a piece of fifty thousand rupiah, and gave it to the man who drove me safely to the house of Judah.

"Thank you deck. Need to be picked up again later?" ask the man.

"Not need to bang. Thanks to ya."

The man drove off with his motorbike leaving me.

"Assalamualaikum." I said hello.

A man in a security guard uniform approached the gate, he walked over from inside the post.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Find who's deck?" ask the security guard.

"Juda is there sir?" my many.

"Mas Yuda hasn't come back on deck yet. Sorry, who's it?" ask the security guard again.

"I'm Adi, Yuda's college friend sir. Ooh so Yuda hasn't come home yet."

"Ooh Mas Yuda's college friend. Want to wait or just drop a deck message?" ask the security guard.

"I'll wait sir." I said. I kept calling Yuda's phone. But he didn't answer from earlier. Where is this kid? Just make me worry.

The security guard opened the gate and invited me to wait on the porch. I went in and sat on the terrace. Why did I arrive first? Didn't Yuda go straight home?

A little later a housekeeper came out.

"Mas Yuda's theme, huh?" ask the mbak.

"Yes mbak, I was staying here at the time" I said.

Then the boy offered me a drink. Yeah, it's a coincidence. I asked for cold water, tired from running, and my throat was dry. Mbak went back into the house. I kept calling Yuda's cell phone, but he still didn't answer. Anxious mixed with worry, this feeling is what bothers me now.

"Please" he said.

"Yes, you're both mbak."

It passed, back into the house.

Kusedot orange syrup in strong glass. Aaahh. My throat was soaked with ice syrup, my mouth enjoyed every drop.

Before long Judah came, and he sat down by himself. Then where did the white figure I saw go behind him? Aaahh thank God, that figure did not follow him until the house. He parked his motorbike in front of a garage door that was wide enough. He took off his helmet and walked over to me.

"Heh, what's that? He said he didn't want to do it." asked Yuda.

"Emm, suddenly I changed my mind. Hehehehehe." answered me origin.

"Yeee Mas Ndesoo. Yaudah, come in!" take Yuda while opening the door. "What did you come here for?" ask Yuda.

"Ojek" I replied.

"Kan, you like to trouble yourself anyway. Try to come with me, your money must be intact." said Yuda.

We went up to Judah's room upstairs. As usual, the room was neat and fragrant. I lay my body on the fur carpet, it's delicious.

"Where the hell is Da? How long until his home?" my many.

"So I stopped by my workshop om. The plan is to say, if the day after tomorrow there is a car coming in. But I'm not in the workshop." explained Yuda while taking off his jacket and shirt.

"Eh Di, tomorrow you go to campus bring my motorbike matic ya."

"Gapain to campus? It's gonna be tomorrow's holiday for Da."

"Gosh, I forgot. Yes, tomorrow is holiday." said Yuda.

"Indeed motor matic lo why? The new motor." I asked.

"Not very good on the bike, the back of the kost lo feels very beraaaat. Strong gas swivel cave, keep the road slowly. No matter the motor, it must be brought to the workshop." explained Yuda.

Weight? Is it because of the white figure that was piggybacking on Yuda's bike.

"Keep fitting lo back from the house om lo, does the motor still feel heavy?" my many.

"Eh, no hell. Eh yes, I just realized anyway, I had brought the bike from home om normal. Anyway, I felt the bike was not right when returning from the boarding house." explained Yuda.

Shit, is that white figure I saw in Yuda's house? It could be dangerous if it turns out to be true.

"Da, who do you live with in the workshop?" my many.

Yuda looked at me. His face looked astonished.

"Why do you ask that in detail?"

"Hehehehe. Just doang Da. Answer the hell! I thought it was my question." I murmured.

"It's a workshop in, not a house. Um I live in his house. But in the workshop there are employees who live there. Why the hell is Di?"

"It's okay" I replied.

Walah, means workshop employee om the Yuda who is in danger if it is like this. How do I get that employee out of that workshop? Enough tonight. I'm brain twisting.

"Eh Di, have you eaten yet?" ask Yuda.

"Ah yes, I forgot to eat so quickly want to nginep at your house" I replied.

"Jaudah eat! I'm hungry too." Yuda took me to eat.

We went downstairs, to a large dining table near the kitchen. I'm always impressed when I go to Yuda's house. The house is neat and beautiful. Yuda opens the hood of saji on the dining table.

Yheng!

There are fried empal, tempeh and fried tofu, coconut milk vegetables containing carrots, potatoes, and cauliflower. Not to forget the sambal, there is also a large jar of krupuk. I swallowed, my stomach rang.

I eat with gourmand. Yuda reminds me to slow down. But the bar instinct inside me rejected it, spoon by spoon quickly entered my mouth. I forgot for a moment the white shadow figure that was piggybacking on Yuda's bike.