THE 2ND MAN
Chapter 29. Not Bad Lah's!

The atmosphere of the room hallway was rame as I opened the door. There seems to be a long queue in front of the bathroom and kitchen. I noticed they were carrying toiletries in their hands and also a towel that was passed to their shoulders. I also immediately lined up so as not to stay overnight because the cold had started to greet the surface of the skin.

"Hey, new kid huh?" Say hello to one of the girls in front of me in Indonesian but the accent is different, which sounds not in my ears.

"Yes mbak!" Answer me with a friendly smile.

"Don't call me mbak, call me Susi. I'm only seventeen." Said Susi introducing herself which made me a little surprised. Because if you look at his high posture and a bit fat, say that plump, I think his age is above me, but it turns out I was wrong. I immediately shook his hand.

"Alley!"

"Who is Yuni?" Ask Susi who doesn't seem to know.

"I'm his cousin's sister Yuni."

"Owh...." Susi. "What age is Nja?" Ask Susie again.

"Twenty-one Sus."

"I'm sorry, I think I'm my age. Your body is so thin."

"Yes no papa Sus, call me aja name to be more familiar. Our age is not so different." I reviewed the smile again so that Susi did not feel awkward.

"You're not Sus school?" I asked a curious question that Susi answered with a headband. "What are you?"

"I'm the original Madura. After graduating from Junior High I worked here. Exactly two years ago." Susi explained, I was just a beard. It's worth saying no, it turns out Madurese. But this is not speaking loudly. Yuni said that Madurese is hard? I don't know....

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"What do you want to eat?" Tanya Yuni who was lying on the bed. I who was folding and arranging my clothes into a small closet in the room immediately turned my head.

"Terserah mbak Yuni. Can't you cook yourself here?"

"We usually cook alternately here. Once a week, every payday, we collect money, or rather dues for shopping. Cooking alone is more efficient." Papar mbak Yuni's.

"No! Because here the work of the majority of mothers, so the payday is paid once every Sunday in accordance with the absence. Mommy's got a lot of needs."

"Something absent how is mbak?"

"Yes if in a week only enter five days yes only paid five days. That means here it's a daily system, Sundays are still working and there are no holidays unless you own permission does not enter work through mbak Lim." It's definitely Yuni again.

"Owh...." I'm just a beard.

"Every Saturday we pay, so fitting Sunday must rarely enter. Especially the young ones, surely the streets are the same doi."

"When what is Yuni? Yuni isn't she young too?" Ask me to flirt.

"It's easy, it can be arranged. Haha..." Our laughter finally filled the bathroom.

Me and Mbak Yuni walked down an alley to the side in front of Alfamart. Many street vendors and tent stalls are neatly lined up on the side of the highway. We decided to enter the tent that read Pecel Lele Lamongan.

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Because my mother does not speak Madura, so my mother uses Indonesian only yes make Susi similikiti 🤭😂😂😂

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