The Noodle In Love
54. Fajr in the Attic

There was nothing Rushqi put at me. We don't touch each other. Still, I think it's very tense. Rushqi is still holding my back from behind.

Rushqi's hand is very long. The man was tall and tall. Maybe when pregnant, the hajj mom is very fond of eating long beans.

"Ask me again, Ling. What do I want," Rushqi said softly at the back of my head. This guy's brother I think is getting acute. The strange thing is that I just keep getting full.

"What exactly do you want?" ask me then as she wants.

"First of all, I want to say thank you. Thank you, you chose this house to be your boarding place. You do not choose to go home when you are heartbroken. You did not expect that in this house there would be me, who connected your heartbreak later on," Rushqi said, again containing romance rhymes. It seemed quite comforting to me even though it was actually ridiculous.

"You're bulshit. Only Keke cared to connect my heart at that time. In fact, at that time you were very busy connecting black coal on the island of Kalimantan," said my dream with a big smile. Rushqi I heard a small laugh with my sloppiness.

Ah, it feels wonderful to talk to you like this with Rushqi. I think I've started to sink and get shipwrecked. But let not the man behind me be as hot as I am. It would be runnyam and very dangerous.

"Keke is an intermediary for us" Rushqi said.

"Actually, how do you relate to Keke. If you treat me this way, I feel like I'm betraying your future wife, my best friend," I said again feeling guilty.

"Why don't you refuse?" ask Rushqi himself. It was like he was laughing at me.

"I'm very upset with you. Move away, I want to go back to my room. I'll get ready to go to work. Get rid of your hands,,!" my hardik was half-deadly annoyed at Rushqi. His attitude still does not diminish, still likes to offend me.

"I'm just kidding, just teasing you. You don't like kugoda??" rushqi asked sounding warm, instantly able to cool my head.

"I have to get ready to go to work" I wrote to Rushqi.

"It's five o'clock more, Ling. Does dressing up take long?" ask Rushqi.

"In a moment, I haven't finished speaking yet" Rushqi said in a serious voice.

"Speak what else. Faster a little, I also need breakfast," I urged Rushqi to quickly finish speaking to me.

"About Keke, you don't feel so guilty. Keke is my business. Everything's gonna be fine. You take it easy, Lingga," said Rushqi who managed to make me calmer. Although Keke has affirmed his reliance on whatever Rushqi decided the other day to me, the guilt remains and is stirring.

"For my next wish, you want to know?" rushqi asked closely in my ear.

"What more do you want?" ask me to respond inquisitively.

"One more thing I want, and soon I'll realize. I really want to marry you as soon as possible, Ling," Rushqi explained.

Rushqi was like just talking to himself. Not once did I question my feelings. Didn't even ask if I married myself. Rushqi was so confident and as if I would definitely accept. I feel very young and still want to have fun.

"Am I allowed to go down to my room?" it was like I was without burden. Like not thinking about the future.

"It is possible, Linga. Thank you for listening to me for so long" Rushqi said, pulling her hand back. Immediately I moved past and walked towards the door with a chance to grab my empty bucket.

"Let's go to work, wait for me at the gate. We go to work together, Lingga!" Rusqi exclaimed as he slipped two hands in his armpits and chest.

I no longer throw sahutan. Immediately I slipped myself behind the attic door. Restless if Rushqi suddenly changed course and again caught me. Then dragged me to his room and forbade me from going to work. Thinking of this ridiculous thing, my heart was beating faster.

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