
A few tens of minutes later Rumi came out wearing the clothes he had taken earlier with a white towel perched sweetly on his right shoulder. He now felt so fresh that he forgot his friend had been waiting for him for a long time "You are so long!!" elina sounded sulky.
Realizing her mistake, Rumi apologized. And replace now Elina who uses the bathroom. He approached his phone charging on the study table. Want to see what time it is.
19:02.
I don't know how long he was in the bathroom, the point during that day has changed. He hung his towel on the closet door and walked towards the shoe rack "Elina, I went out for a while to buy food. Later I buy you too" his favorite sports shoes have been attached to both feet
An echoless voice appeared "Don't, I'll have noodles".
"What the hell. Not sick of what to eat noodles?. You keep the room, let me go buy it. Bye" Rumi descends from her room to the school gate, then permits the security guard there. The atmosphere in the school was so quiet, no students came out besides him. His body temperature became colder as he had just finished bathing.
A little while. Rumi bought two boxes of rice "Yey Rice Padang" she stared at her grocery bag with beaming eyes.
Rumi happily walked home through the sidewalk while staring at the stars in the sky once in a while he hummed softly. As he passed through the hallway that was on the sidelines of the building. Faintly heard the sound of a punch. Rumi, whose son loves fighting over what happened. His gaze was fixed on the small alley that was the source of the sound origin. With minimal and dim lighting, he walked down the hallway.
And sure enough, there was a man wearing all black clothes was beating a man in a white T-shirt using a long wooden block. The man was already limp lying on the ground, his white shirt even turning red as blood continued to flow from his head. But the man did not stop his actions despite seeing the man bleeding.
Rumi approached the battered guy. Luckily the guy didn't faint "Get my food" Rumi gave her name to the faint old brunette.
He just stretched Rumi's plastic bag "Miss, it's a danger to go" said the man, apparently worried about him.
Rumi raised one of her eyebrows in astonishment at the foreign words in her ear "Your eyes Miss. I'm a madam bro" he said, who joked "you're bleeding. Even worried about me, worried about yourself" he pointed at the bloody head of the man.
He did not dismiss Rumi's words "But you are a woman".
"Then?. You're so badly hurt, there's a lot of talk. Quiet down!" Grunts Rumi.
Rumi looked at the man who had been on his slam. The man was picking up a knife from his pants pocket and pointing it at him "How dare you interfere".
Rumi smiled "Like me dong. You coward, women's opponents only have to use weapons. Is that weak?".