The Noodle In Love
42. The Dormitory

My backpack was packed with everything I had to carry with me to go back to the dormitory for a moment. Not wanting to meet Rushqi at the table during the meal, I went to the kitchen very early in the morning.

Success didn't meet Rushqi and is now speeding towards the dormitory with my claustrophobic backpack. The online taxi that picked me up arrived on time at the boarding house at six. Rushqi and I used to eat together for half an hour before leaving for work.

"Morning bang,,!" I said to the security who was down writing. He looked surprised when he looked up at me.

"Hi Linggaaa!! Go home your village apparently! There's an audit, are you?!" tanya bang Fildan Marpaung with a witty. Youth from Batak tribe, Medan city.

"Yes, bang. Thanks to bang. It's just for a moment the pike, audited out again," I explained. Bang Fildan nodded in understanding. He knows if I'm not on standby in the dorm. But gripped high by choosing to silence and close his eyes.

After a moment of stale and say goodbye, I skated into the dormitory complex on the princess block. The uncomfortable feeling of heart came back. I remember an unpleasant time a few months ago. Disappointing surroundings and dark times when I was heartbroken. It's too bad I think I'm back in this dorm.

I heard a round of music from my dorm house that a few more steps had reached. Even in the mornings, Christ's lyrical spiritual music is always played out loud.

The door of the dormitory house was unlocked, they had already opened it. I entered immediately by putting the key again into my hand. Cross paths with a Batak girl's housemate.

"Come home??" swipe at me stiffly. We care about each other and hardly care about each other.

"Yes, brother. Has Keke come?" askaku.

"You know, don't notice!" he was grumpy as he passed to the door. This is the attitude of my housemates. Not taking care of each other. We have not seen each other for a long time. All the residents in my dormitory house are as staff at different workplaces.

The sound of music playing out loud enough from almost the entire room in my dorm house stomped in my chest room. Immediately I headed towards my room while I tightly grasped the key.

Empty, Keke hasn't arrived yet. Maybe he will come home after work. Because the house is far away, the journey from Nagoya to Muka Kuning takes almost an hour. As for me, fifteen minutes at most has arrived.

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The worker bus that took me was a few seconds ago. Seen Harjo hajj sir car is leaning in the parking lot outside the fence of the dormitory complex. It could be that Keke is getting a visit from the prospective husband. Considering this is still in the hours of boarding visits. Where hostel residents can receive guests to meet on the terrace.

Right, I saw Rushqi sitting on the porch and Keke in front of him. I approached the terrace with a feeling of uncertainty. My heart was pounding again as my legs got closer to the terrace.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" exclaim my broom on the two lovebirds on the terrace. Keke who was sitting on his back immediately turned his head.

"Wa'alaikumsalam!" greet them later.

"Oh, Ling!" Keke exclaimed as he approached welcoming me.

"What time do you go home, Ke?" I asked Keke who was standing and smiling at me.

"We just arrived. But I had a shower. You take a quick shower, Ling. We have dinner together outside" Keke asked in a solemn tone. I'm avoiding this right now, eating a table with Rushqi.

"Sorry, To. I'm so tired today. Want to pesen food from the canteen alone," I refused gently on Keke. He had absolutely no idea of Rushqi's attitude towards me that caused the drums of war between the two of us.

"Well, Ling. We are both rare, dooong. At most five days doang we are both gini," Keke lamented would object me. His face seemed disappointed by pretending to have a clear expression.

"Sorry, Ke.. Next time, yeah. You can go to your future husband's house, we can eat beans there too" I said gently to the tall, beautiful girl in front of me.

"Mas Rushqi won't take me to meet you at his house. Come, Liiiing. Not much road. Mas Rushqi will take us to the nearest eatery." Keke shook my arm hard. I think this Acehnese girl is starting to get upset with me.

"No, Ke. I'll text you by phone with the canteen."

I still firmly push back. If only with Keke, of course I would. Because Rushqilah I object. Promise not to eat with him, I will remember until anytime.

"Come, Mr. Rushqi," I said as I passed the table on the porch before entering the house through the door beside him.

"Heem," greeted Rushqi with his dehem. The man did not see me. Busy with the phone in hand. The way I left them on the porch into my room.

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Keke came home from eating out when I just received a package of grilled chicken from a canteen employee at the dormitory. The beautiful girl accompanied me to eat in the television room after exchanging clothes in the room.

"When are you going home, Ke?" my many. Keke came out with Rushqi only during bath time and continued my skin care just like that. That's very quick I guess. Only thirty minutes.

"Yes, Ling. We ate in the cafeteria. It just so happens to be quiet" Keke said after a long time of contemplation. Surprised me with Keke's expression that looked uninspired.

"What's wrong with you, Ke? I think it's hard, "my response with Keke's face that looks empty looking. As before, those confused eyes answered me.

"Keee... Kekeee...?" call me. Keke looked stammered.

"Yes, Ling. Eat first. Finish your meal first. I want to tell you something later, yes," Keke said, sounding giddy.

"Is that so? Wait, Ke. Do you want this roast chicken? It's a lot of rice," I said. I guess if Keke had only eaten a little with such an expression.

"Yes, Ling. I miss eating the same as you. No papa?" ask Keke who might feel disinclined to eat with me.

"Ayook, take a spoon there!" seruku excited. Keke headed for the kitchen to wash his hands and pick up a spoon.

We will eat the same as we used to do very often. It seems to be the same. But with our different moods.

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Me and Keke had just performed Isha in congregation with Keke as his priest. This became our habit long ago.

"What do you want to say, Ke?" ask me to sit on the edge of my bed. Our bed is opposite.

"Ling, I'm so scared" Keke said.

"Why, Ke?" many wonder.

"I've lied to Rushqi, '" Keke said softly.

"liying? About what, Ke?" I gently want to know.

"So suddenly Rushqi asked me. He asked blatantly, am I still virgin. I think so, Ling..." Keke explained with a sad face and teary eyes.

"What did you tell him, Ke?" manya curious. Kurukul Keke who had cried could not stand it. Keke cried.

"I told him I lied to him, Ling. I was afraid that suddenly he couldn't accept me for who I was. Hiccu..."

"Patience, To. Be passionate, remember our soul mate is not who we want to be. But surrender to what is determined by the above. Remember that, Ke," comfort me to Keke as much as I can.

Keke cried so hard on my shoulder. I was feeling very bad. Also present is my guilt, that Rushqi already knew if Keke had become a lesbian woman. I'm sorry, Ke.. But I didn't mean that time..

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