The Noodle In Love
06. Sloppy
After dinner with Rush, I went to my room. Removing my veil by wearing only a home-made robe of soft cotton.
Which sometimes, I will change to a more comfortable nightgown, aka a short sleep dress when really going to bed. Although there was an AC machine in the room, I rarely turned it on. While Batam, very sultry and sticky hawanya every day.
I have already performed Isya prayer. When I got home from work, I took a shower and cleaned everything, including my laundry. It feels roomy when heading to the dining table with no debts and dependents. You just need to brush your teeth before going to bed.
I'm going up the attic looking at the stars while calling Rani tea, a QC friend who's on night watch. There's a work dependant that I forgot I haven't finished today.
Asking Rani tea to take the weigher I put in the mixer, forgot I didn't bring it and I put it again in the office. Worried if it goes away and miss Yong will spray my ears. Mixer children sometimes like nosy on QC.
It is not an easy matter to replace by buying again at an electronics store on the outside. But, all the QC's belongings have been given the serial code and signature of miss Yong. It would be easy for him to detect if it was an original item belonging to QC or not.
Although for example replacement items are much nicer and more expensive than lost QC inventory, miss Yong will still be angry. He was so saved on inventory stuff. He really is a killer boss who is very unsettling.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Hello, Ke, "" I said to Keke, the Acehnese and Javanese girl, my housemate at the dorm. Her shrill voice has welcomed my startled call.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, uh Velingga,,! How are you doing??!" keke from across. Very surprised by my call.
"Good, Ke.. You how are you?" I asked Keke across the street.
"Thank God, Ling. Tumben you called me. I usually have trouble calling you. I'm a miss, you know what, Ling?!" keke said very loudly across.
"Yes, Ke. I miss you too. Ke, have you heard about when the audit in the dorm isn't?" I asked Ike who was listening.
"Two weeks ahead. Long time, Ling. I'll tell her H day. You relax, yeah.." Ike explained it clearly to me.
"Thanks, To. Don't forget." I told Ike.
"Yes my dear. Don't worry deh, Ling," Keke replied in a soft, promising tone.
"Yes yes, Ke. I was late, tired of asking for forgiveness. I'm closing this, right?" I mean to say goodbye soon.
"Curl, wait, Ling. Just a little more. You have a lot of overtime, a lot of money. Seneng doong," Keke said excitedly to me.
"Ke, later if we go back to the dorm, we eat together. I'm the cure," I promised Keke. I can't wait to finish my call.
"Are you, Ling? I did not ask a grandiose, to Putra Solo aja yes, darling," Keke said again sounding softly excited.
"Yeah, ready. But don't forget, nginfo," I said reminded. I kept my laughing voice from Keke.
"Yes, yes," said Keke four and five.
I finally say goodbye to Keke. And I closed it after the greeting from him to me.
Keke was my dear friend from Aceh and was two months in the dorm than I was. As it turns out, Keke has a contract house with his friend not to stay in the dorm. It was from him that I got the inspiration to stay out of our house in the dorm.
Some of the reasons why the house in the dormitory is so uncomfortable, I will explain it slowly later. Obviously, I don't expect the company to sniff that there's another place I've always been.
"Einem!!"
Uh, yeah Robb!! Soon I get the origin of sura.
"Aarrgghh,,,!!" I screamed loudly in the attic.
"Congratulations,,?!" exclaiming the man with his shadow approaching.
I soon realized that the man was Errushqi. Of course I'm very nervous. My head is wearing nothing. Rush stood before me. Rush looked down at me. It felt like my body was suddenly stiff. But, I must immediately dodge as soon as possible.
"Excuse me" I said with a slight retreat at the attic door. Rushqi simply looked at me nonchalantly without hesitation. I just want to be angry with him. He intentionally embarrassed me.
My body turned and I quickly closed and locked the attic door. I descended the stairs with a rapid thump in the chest. Sitting on the dresser chair while I looked at myself there.
I haven't been in the hijab for long. But, ever since I decided to veil, not once did I open my hijab in front of people. Even in front of women. Suddenly feel comfortable wearing it and very embarrassed to take off the veil and see my head hair.
Although it was cloudy and without stars, also without the moon in space, but the dim attic lights were able to highlight me clearly. Rush must have easily combed me without the veil with his eyes.
Actually, how's the guy doing? Is he really married? But why so presumptuous. My heart is so mad at Rush!
The man emerged from the second-floor terrace of the mother house. The side of the second-floor terrace is fused with the attic floor in my room.
It seems Rush has opened the bamboo curtain that has always been a barrier. As a barrier and separation between the terrace of the mother house with the attic floor in my room.
Which is often sealed and never opened, but Rush has passed it. Perhaps the man occupied a room on the second floor of the mother house. And heard the excitement of my conversation with Rani and Keke on the phone. Then I want to know and find my voice.
It's not Rush's fault for feeling petty and then peeking at me. Because it's also my own fault. The house, which is usually safe without an outside party upstairs, now there is a Rush. I forgot his presence in this house. Also very sorry for my own careless taste.
Just so outrageous, the man had opened and passed through the curtains and recklessly approached me. Which feels the same as being mocked and humiliated by Rush. Supposedly, he shouldn't show up and pretend he didn't see me.
It's better to just peek and not show up, to keep my feelings and my pride. Can't be challenged anymore with the word, how embarrassed I'm currently carrying.
It felt so upset and disappointed with my boarding mother's son. Like not wanting to see Rush again, either tomorrow or anytime!
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