
[Episode 2]
~His Face Bloody~
"Tega lo ya Mi, after pushing me to face the seniors, you left instead. Fortunately I wasn't like them..." Ran flicked his lips while lifting his bag, more precisely a plain white toote bag.
Today he only took one course, so only bring one notebook, powerbank and pen.
Stupids? No, Ran is not the type of girl who emphasizes make up. He said it was a males, ribet. At best he just slipped lip balm.
"Yes sorry Raaan...." Somi follows Ran's steps while half whining. "Yesterday Aiden suddenly nongol and pulled my arm. You know for yourself, the kid's too obsessed with me."
"Udahlah, so let's just you guys. It's hard to get 5 years but it doesn't happen."
"Opaan dah Ran, I'm nothing more than a confidant about the line of ex-mants." Replace the manyun Somi.
Why yes, every time Aiden talks, Ran always tells them to just be. Lagian Somi also thought there was never a sense of the same Aiden, 5-year-old friend.
"Au ah dark. I'm laper." Yeah." Ran looked at his watch, at 15:30 WIB. This morning he only had oat milk breakfast, and he had not had time to eat lunch because he did not want to be late to his class Mr. Idjang.
"Where are we eating?" Somi, her best friend, opened a Google Map, looking for a place to eat anything that is good this afternoon.
"Okay google, where's the good restaurant this afternoon?" Somi's stupid always like that, close her mouth on the iPhone microphone to be read by the Google Voice application.
"Lo always makes me shy, Mi" laughs Ran.
"Well, eat Chicken Penyet aja kuy Ran, Mbok Atik place."
"Hahaha, why use Google voice if the edges eat a subscription place..." Ran ruffled Somi's hair fatigued.
"Hehee, yok yok go there yok. Just take my car. It's hot this afternoon if you take Vespa lo."
"Hiya, kayaa..."
Ran and Somi walk towards the car park. Somi pressed the key and immediately the white Nissan brand car rang not far in front of them.
Their car stopped at a red light, the road had started to get jammed and crowded, considering that it had entered the office hours.
Bichi naneun
I'm going solo lo lo lo lo lo lo
I'm going solo lo lo lo lo lo lo
The song by Jennie Black Pink (south Korean girl band) was broadcast until out of the car, so loud the volume of the speaker.
Both Ran and Somi are crazy about Korean songs. Not that they do not like the products of the nation's children, both still love Indo songs, but now they again want to listen to songs outside.
Suddenly, Ran's eyes catch something as their car passes through the alley. The alley included their flagship alternate path to avoid being jammed.
The width of the road was only enough for 1 car, so Somi just drove a little slowly. If there is a car passing by, make it through.
"Som-Somii, Mi stop Mi first!!" Ran spontaneously patted the back of Somi's hand that was holding the car's gear lever. He opened the windshield and looked back.
"Why Ran?" ask Somi after stopping her car.
"So I saw someone else. Next to the building..." Ran pointed to the gray shophouse not far behind their car.
"Let's go Ran, the gang's kids..." Somi stepped on the gas again. "Well what can we do? Even we are the ones who get whacked."
Ran's daydreams soon crumpled when Somi exclaimed while stopping her car. "We are here!!"
The two went down and entered the restaurant rustic feel because the building is made of wood and the roof is from a mixture of straw and grass. They deliberately sit on the bench lesehan let it taste good selonjoran.
After ordering food Somi re-opened the conversation.
"So, yesterday, the guy you met was actually Digo?"
"Yes, and it's funny how there can be rumors about me and that guy having a relationship. My husband and I don't know each other at all."
"What is he? Bulls surely? Ah must be handsome, every guy juxtaposed equally you must be average handsome..."
"Fuck up," laughs Ran. "I don't know what he is. And I think his face is pretty."
"Cieee, if you say it's good enough, it means handsome dong."
Their food arrived. Both of them immediately eat because each stomach has been rumbling.
After the meal the two returned to campus again, because the Vespa Ran is still in the faculty motor park. In addition, the direction of the house is also the opposite direction from the location of Atik Mbak Penyet Chicken.
"Bye Ran, be careful..." Somi waved her hand from inside the car.
"Lo also be careful Som." Ran put on his vintage mode helmet, as unique as his yellow vespanya.
"Lo why not take your car to campus anyway, free to have Mitsubishi but not dipake."
"My males, more spout use two wheels," chirped Ran. "Okay, I'll unplug it, bubay..." Motor Ran drove first and left the campus environment.
Usually Ran through a large highway when going home, but somehow this time Ran chose an alternative path.
As soon as he turned at a small intersection a tall man came out of the crack of the shophouse in a state of near death.
Ran spontaneously stops his motor because of reflexes. She screamed in shock as soon as the man turned to her.
Half of his face was covered by blood that kept flowing from the incision wound on his forehead.
"Aakhhh....!!!"
Ran could not believe that the man had suddenly walked up to her, Ran froze for a moment, and he stared to let the man stand nearby.
"Gue can ask for help?" the man groaned, sounding more anxious.
Ran's eyes only glared in shock and horror. This man's condition was truly terrible, let alone his leaking forehead.
"Eh... elo Ranne Fakhria right?" The man asked again. His face looks astonished.
Ran is now more shocked. Why does this guy know himself? Lest this fellow accidentally intercept him and want to rob again.
In contrast to the order of his brain that wanted to shake his head, Ran instead nodded in agreement with the man's question. Now he could only stare back with those big eyes.
"Ran, will you please help me?" pinta the guy with a slightly panicked face. His looks were completely chaotic, coupled with the blood on his face.
Ran even had thought it was real blood or hingga. "E-elo who??" stuttering Ran is still sculpting.
"Lo don't remember? I'm Digo..."
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