Suddenly Chased by Satan
I Don't Want to Be Alone
I talked to Ridho. Talk about something completely useless that ended up sleeping on the chair. Anyway he was forbidden to rem before I first drowsy. Only somehow I who was sitting in a single chair, now sleep selonjoran on a long sofa in the living room of the house Mr. Sarmin. Simple sofa that is quite comfortable fit for a kayak gini bed. While Ridho was at my place, he slept while sitting down.
"Is he the one who moved me here? ihhhhh to twiiiiiit really you.." I said while looking at my kangmasku face.
"That's me to twiit, Va! that's why you fit me in love right away klepek-klepek!" Ridho said but while bristling.
"Damn, nglinduuur!"
"Not avoiding, Va!" Ridho is instantly literate.
Astogeee, she's not really sleeping. Very impressed must be praised early in the morning aing. Uh, wait. Betewe is still malem or morning. I flattened the hape that was on the table.
"Semalem there is a missed call-in mulu tuh! it's disturbing, so I'm quiet!" said Ridho, who left, I just oh aja.
"It's only been 5 and a half" I murmured.
"Who's nelpong malem-malem?" I'm talking to myself.
And after being looked at, who else if not Karan sir. Haish, no. He missed calls up to 40 times, no pegel's hands.
Switch to a chat colored ijo royo-royo, there is also a lot of chat from him.
📱Where are you?
📱Heh, Reva! pick up my phone!
📱You fainted or moved planets, huh?
📱DEPART, FAST!
📱REVA! WHERE ARE YOU ACTUALLY? WHY ISN'T THERE CONTRACTED?
And many more chats from ex-boss who is fiercely pardon-forgiveness, capslocknya can be broken all. As a former employee who is very sabodo, I also cuekin aja chat or missed call from a cousin who some time ago ngutarain intention to interfere aing.
A few seconds later, I looked at the dawn prayer. And I smelled a sweet smell from the kitchen, like Ratmi's mom was cooking. But I don't hear the chattering of people anymore frying or srang-sreng people no longer stir-fry or anything like that. Or the smell of this food is a hallucinab aing whose stomach is already kruyukan daritadi? tau, man!
As I was again ngantongin hape, it turns out Mr. Sarmin was ready to go to the mosque.
"Well, is this Nak Reva?" ask Mr. Sarmin. He might be surprised why I'm in the living room.
"Eh yes, sir. Going to the mosque, sir?" my many.
"Yes, Son. Sama Ridho too, he said he wanted to follow. Mr. to the mosque first, already adhan.." said Mr. Sarmin.
"Yes, Sir..."
I immediately went to the room to grab a shirt, the intention of taking a shower like that. Uh, just a few steps I met with Ms. Ratmi who also used mukena.
"Mother to the mosque for a moment, son." said Ms. Ratmi.
"L-yes, Mom..."
"Who was cooking? it smells good and makes lapers!" I'm in the heart.
After Ratmi's mother left, Ridho was already handsome with a cocoa shirt and sarong, like he had taken a shower too, because he was segeran that same hair was still wet too.
"Where are you going?" my many.
"You pray to the mosque!" answer Ridho.
"Whose are we the same?"
"There's Ratmi's mom, right?" Ridho turned back.
"Bu Ratmi also just went to the mosque, I was afraid ah at home alone!"
"No, no! I don't want to be alone, I'm afraid! I'm gonna take a shower, you wait at the door!"
"Reva, you're not a child anymore. Should a shower be waited for?" Ridho bobbing heads.
"Wait for you to protest, Dho? how do you want to be my husband who is ready to protect me when and where? your sheep, Dho! all your promises are fake!" i mencepres.
Ridho did not answer he just stuck the back of his hand on my nong-nong jidat.
"Not hot! saha ieu, tea!"
I'm holding her hand, "Aing maung tea!" kesel.
"I'm not possessed, Dho!" my continue.
She smiled, "Well, maybe, Va! the reason you are talking about nyerodot is that there is no equal point comanya,"
"Yes, take a shower. I wait here, I'll pray at home..." Ridho broke into my body and pushed me into the bathroom.
I who ngedenger kangmas want to wait and not be to the mosque rather relieved, because it means aing not to be alone in this quite foreign house. Yes not funny, aing fainted in people's homes because of sightings or the like.
But yes, although it has been said to be awaited but I still do not calm down. I want it sat set sat bathe bathe set. Anyway just from meeting the water, a special bath if I've returned to the contract. If I need to take a shower a day up to 7 times, let it break the water account.
And just as I opened the door, uh yes kangmas is still waiting. He nyender on the wall while slipping his hands, his face adem make aing so a fetish.
"Cock-a-pocket?" ask Ridho.
"Fear you're cramping and pegels because of the long wait!" i'm ngeles.
While waiting for me to prepare, Ridho repeated again tuh wudhunya. It was canceled because hold my jidat. Yes udin, we do two rakaatnya in the room tivi not very wide.
As we have finished, Mr. Sarmin and Ms. Ratmi returned from the mosque which is only a few meters from home.
"Son Ridho, there are some people who will come with us to find your friends. You guys get ready" said Mr. Sarmin.
"Okay, Hajj sir!" answer Ridho.
Because the room there is only one, so replace me with Ridhoakanya for changing clothes that feel flexible to explore the forest. Ridho first changed while I waited to choose to mukena and return to Ratmi's mother.
And just as I had finished changing with my mainstay outfit jeans and long-sleeved shirt that I thought was the simplest, I also came out of the room. But I sayup-sayup ngedenger there are people chatting on the porch.
"Who's talking to?" I asked in my heart.
"Sammerin, ah!"
Just a few steps to the living room, Ratmi called.
"Where's Miss Reva going?"
"Front a moment, ma'am." I replied.
"Oh yes, you call Nak Ridho for breakfast before you leave for the forest" said Ms. Ratmi.
"Yes, Mom..."
I continue my steps that had been in the case called Ms. Ratmi, his wife Mr. Sarmin.
Pas handle in the open it turns out I squirm Ridho again sitting face to face with someone, a woman more precisely.
"Eh, Reva. Ready yet?" ask Ridho.
And the woman turned around, she turned her body to look at me.
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