SALOKA RESIDENCE
CHAPTRE 018

*TING!!!!

Jack's phone alarm went off loud. Wake him out of his sleep.

Time shows at 6am. Jack should get ready to get back to work.

Jack stretched all of his body, hoping to wake up and get out of bed.

After turning off the alarm that kept sounding, Jack sat down and shook his still slightly dizzy head.

“Gosh. Why am I having nightmares again,” he said in his heart.

Jack took the toiletries, then walked out of the room. Outside the room, Jack saw the door to the room of the Perverted One that was wide open.

He heard a voice from a porn video that must have been the Mesum who was watching the video.

“Sial! It was early morning and she was watching porn. Is he crazy? This time he didn't even use a headset to hear his voice. Really troublesome.”

With heavy eyes as he was still sleepy, Jack staggered towards the bathroom.

Bathrooms at the boarding house are lined up and side by side. Each bathroom has its own shower.

However, the bathroom does not have a high enough barrier, only limited to the chest of men in general.

As Jack starts flushing his body with a shower, Rocky comes in and walks into the bathroom next to Jack.

“Good morning!” Rocky greets Jack from the side.

Jack rinsed his eyes and saw, who greeted him.

“Oh, you apparently. Good morning!” jack continued his bath.

“What's your sleep good, last night?” ask Rocky who took off his shirt and turned on the shower.

“Sure. Even though I felt very tired yesterday,” replied Jack pouring liquid soap into his hands.

“Looks like you had a bad dream last night. I heard it from my room.”

“Really? Gee. I'm sorry for that,” Jack said.

“Tak what. That's common. Even the sound of people whispering was heard from the next room,” said Rocky began flushing his body with the Shower.

“Yes, you're right. Although the rooms are separate, actually everything becomes one in this place.”

“Omong-by the way, did you see the occupant of the room next to me, room 312?” ask Jack.

“Room 312?” ask Rocky. “Ya.” The tall man who always dressed neatly,” Jack said. “Why?” ask Rocky to turn off the shower for a second and look at Jack.

“Since last night, I haven't seen him. Same with the grown man with the look of that thug. He disappeared suddenly. Isn't that weird?”

Jack finished washing his body and took a towel, looking behind Rocky.

“Oh, the. It seems, no, because we don't know each other even though we live together. It would be more polite if we ignore that,” Rocky replied back to turn on the shower.

“You're right. I shouldn't have interfered with them. I'm sure nobody wants to stay in a place like this,” Jack said horribly with a towel.

“Do you want to have a beer with me tonight? I'll buy a beer, then we can drink it on the roof,” Rocky said.

“Wah, I'm sorry. Looks like I can't. I have an appointment with my girlfriend,” Jack said.

“Oh, yes? Apparently you have a boyfriend. I'm no wonder you're young and handsome,” Rocky said.

“Yes, that's it. You're the umpteenth time that calls me handsome. All right, I'll go first. Let's have a beer next time,” Jack said out of the bathroom.

“Good. No need to rush and relax.”

Jack nodded, then left the bathroom.

Outside the bathroom, he met the twins who were sitting together in the dining room.

“Good morning!” The Autist greeted Jack with a giggle and smiled strangely at him.

The Autist then whispered to Roy, seeing Jack walking away.

“Sial! Patience, Jack. You must ignore them,” muttered Jack inwardly.

“Young People! Looks like you're ready to go. Gosh darn. You are very diligent for the size of a young boy,” said Eli who passed Jack in the hallway.

“Dry it properly, you look like an SD.” child Eli raised his hand to the forehead of Jack who was still wet with water.

Jack is surprised and avoids Eli's hand quickly. He feels very uncomfortable with that.

“Omong-by the way, can there be someone who can open my room door without a key?” jack asked, recalling his laptop that had suddenly closed after being left behind.

“Of course. No one can open it if they don't have the key to the room. What was? Did you lose something?”

“No. Forgetit. Oh, one more thing. I want to ask you for help.” “What is it? Just say,” Eli said.

“If you meet the occupant of the room in front of me, the Perverted One,” whispered Jack. “Please ask her to close her room.”

“Why is that? I was so reluctant to tell him that. It's possible that he feels claustrophobic living in such a cramped room,” Eli said.

“Not so. His room also gave off an unpleasant smell.” “Bau?” ask Eli. “In addition, she also always watches porn videos every day,” Jack continued.

“Gosh. Alright. I'll try to talk to him next time.” “Good. Thank you, Mrs.” Jack left Eli.

*BLACK!!!

“Gosh. You're so sweet young man. Careful streets. Hahahaha.”

Eli smacked Jack's ass and laughed, heading into the kitchen.

Jack was surprised and very emotionally made up with it. He just scrunched his forehead, then went to his room.

“Basic, Mad Widow! What's wrong with her? Gosh, if it wasn't the cost, I would've hit him in the face,” muttered Jack ketus.

7 Hours less than 30 minutes. There's still free time for Jack for 2 hours and a half, before he goes to his office.

While drying his hair, Jack resumed his newly created novel.

Sit on a chair, facing the laptop, with a towel still covering his head. Prepare to type.

“Jeez, I only got two hundred words yesterday. But it's okay, I'll continue it slowly, a little by little.”

***

In the morning, Pattaya is back as usual. Street vendors start selling, parents who take their children to school, to market thugs who start charging security money.

Some debt collectors who began to go to every shanty shack, collect debt by damaging all the equipment and furniture of the house that did not want to pay. So mean.

In one of the thrift stores, Lisa looks to sell some of the junk she has obtained.

Since morning came, Lisa had woken up before her mother. He single-handedly went around the village, looking for all the scrap, then sold it to a supplier.

Carry it with a small cart, with items full of secondhand stuff on it.

“Jeez, Lisa! What's wrong with you? Why are you carrying all this stuff alone? Where's your mother, son?” A woman who was a second-hand supplier approached him.

Some of his employees dropped off their luggage on Lisa's wagon.

“Didn't you go to school today?”

“No, Aunt Ela. I don't want to go to school. I want to make money,” replied Lisa.

Aunt Ela chuckled, as did all of her employees who heard Lisa's chatter. A 12-year-old boy, with a plain face, and his shabby clothes.

“Why do you want money? Selling junkyards won't make you much money, Nak.”

“What aunty, Aunty. I'd do anything to earn money. I'll collect it every day even if it's just a little.”

Aunt Ela chuckled again. “Good.” Some bath money was given to Ela. Enough for the wages with all the junk Lisa brought.

“Thanks, Aunty.” Lisa grinned widely. His face was smiling cheerfully looking at the few pieces of money in his hand.

Put the money in the bag, push the cart back.

“Be careful on the road, Nak.”

Lisa nodded, stepping away from the market.

Unfortunately, the fate of the child. When all her age friends were still busy playing and attending school, she had to work to slam the bones, because she did not want to see her mother continue to be a comfort woman.

***

Back in Jack's room. Time shows at 8 am.

“It looks like it's enough.” Jack stand. Remove the towel from his head, and prepare to go to work.

In the parking lot, Jack opens the phone, then sends a message via Whatsapp to Jane.