CONFESSION STONED
3. Flirtation

Can be liked first let not forget.

Happy Reading.

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"Pelan-pelan You walk Tini! High times your shoes. I think I see Lake Toba if I make your shoes." Mak Robin scolded Tini who installment stepped hurriedly towards Bara.

"Where the hell is a motorcycle taxi maker big this? How am I riding?" tanya Tini while standing next to Bara.

"Eh no Ma'am! I'm not an ojek. I'm a reporter who wants to interview the colonized." Bara hastily lowered the standard of his bike and got up.

"Seriously dong! Yes, I am the way forward. Slabber!" sumpat Tini then hobbled to avoid the stone in the boarding yard.

The boarding building is in the shape of a U with 4 floors towering over it. The Tini, Mak Robin and Sejah rooms are lined up on the left side. That's what makes them close to each other. Oh, there's two more left behind. Asti. Asti is a forestry faculty student. And do not forget the newest residents who are close to Asti. Boy is a cosmetic SPB.

"Jah don't forget the water bill, you will get repet (omel) again the same Nyai," Mak Robin reminded Dinah of the water bill.

"Yes, how expensive is it, Mom? My money's all right. The front neighbor of the bellyball paid his debt last week." Seen a long breath. His hand then reached back to a piece of paper bill containing his water bill that month.

"If everyone is paying the same debt as the minjem ngebetnya 'will be delicious," muttered Sejah.

"You all are like that, silent prison Jah! No one kills things, doesn't pay debts." Mak Robin was moving to her bedroom door.

Sejah is still staring at a sheet of water bills of 25,000 which he feels is very expensive.

"Welcome!" call Bara slowly. He felt it was safe to talk now.

"You're still here? Makasi already nganterin I go home, I have no money to pay the cost or replace your gas money," said Dijah.

"Nothing. I did an interview for a while instead. How's it? Can you?" ask Bara in a soft tone. He was afraid to offend Dijah.

"Am I going to be on the news? I don't want to, in my alley there, I'm news every day. I don't want to get a disease."

"No, this is for my thesis. Requirements for college graduation. Wrestle out? If the student is-"

"See! You think I live in the woods until I don't know about college people?" sergeant Colored.

"God.... Good if you understand. Just a moment Jah, please. as your payment. Can you?"

He thought for a moment then nodded. He then walked to the door of his room and reached into his pocket to retrieve a key.

After the door opened, Dijah took off his sandals and stepped into his room.

"Let's go in!" take Sejah to relax.

"This is your room Jah?" ask Bara plain.

"Yes, cook Mak Robin's room. It can break our heads made," said Dijah.

"Geez," murmured Bara.

"Yes is a big deal! What do you want? I was smoking yes... If you're worried bad, you're sitting in the dalem. I'm at the door, " said Dijah take a box of cigarettes and a lighter.

"Couldn't smoke Jah? It is not healthy ..." murmured Bara slowly.

"When I'm emotional, I have to smoke. Let my demons come out of the crown. You're really, really, now you want to be a reporter what's a doctor?" hardik was colonized from the front door while lighting his cigarette.

"Ehmm ... my question is relax Jah, you often get treatment like that? That's called persecution."

"Often, I'm used to it. From the first day of my marriage."

"Why? Sorry if the question is a little personal" said Bara carefully.

"First day of my marriage, I don't want to be fucked. Yes, that's it. Sabu mabok men are crazy. All-all wants. Disgust me. Cough!" Colored spit out.

"OK, understood. What age did you get divorced?" ask Bara.

"17 fewer pounds."

"Why did you finally get divorced? Remember your husband's temperament like that?"

"Divorce was expensive for me at that time. Marriage is cheaper than divorce. I was helped at that time, entered the lawsuit with no excuse. Domestic violence too."

"OKAY. Why not report to the police now? Can your ex-husband go to jail? You're a victim of violence Jah! Moreover, I was horrified earlier from your neighbor, you have often been like this. Why are you quiet?"

Bara can no longer hold back a little anger given the treatment of the former husband of the source.

Sucking his cigarette and exhaling smoke upward.

"OK-okay. You don't rampage dong," cut Bara fast. He still needs to be Seized as his resource person.

Sejah is an exclusive resource he got accidentally when he was dizzy looking for victims of violence who can or rather who want to be interviewed directly.

Because most victims of violence, especially women, are silent as to understand the treatment received. Especially in domestic life. Slap and curse like a common thing done by a husband who is rude to his wife.

"Yowes! Mumet! Tomorrow will be connected again when you meet. I want to sleep, " said Dijah.

"Well! What's your job? It's the last question of the day," Bara sidelines quickly.

"I work at a mall in a cafe located in the ranks of shophouses opposite this mall. In the afternoon what I do is important there is money," replied Dijah.

"You nemenin .. customer?" ask Bara slowly. He gulped waiting for the answer of the Sejah.

"Yes," replied Dijah origin.

"Hmmm ...." Most likely Seized PSK, thought Bara. To ask for details about the woman's night job at their first meeting, Bara felt disrespectful.

"Jah's Arrangement? What night is it?" asked Bara who apparently could not brake his mouth.

"Say the last question!" sergeant Colored is upset. "Udah, no. You go there."

"Yes it's last, please ..." beg Bara to be Colonized.

"50 grand." Dijah imagines how women who are usually called mami give him 50 thousand rupiah to deliver drinks from 8 pm to 1 pm.

"50 grand? Jeez ...." Bara. Cheap this woman thought. Did he have to hire a service to be able to talk last night to this woman, Bara thought again.

"Mbak Colored! Tomorrow's not good?" asked Asti who suddenly appeared complete with her backpack. The young woman had just returned home from practice at her college.

"Emang why?" tanya Sejah's.

"Tomorrow do not have to mulung, iron my clothes yes. The wages are as usual," Asti said.

"Yes. Can," said Seized quickly.

"That's who's sitting in the dalem? Male tumbens can come in, must be special." Asti laughing.

"Martabak special times,"

"Cakep Ma'am, what's his name?" ask Asti cengengesan.

"Mulan," replied Sejah.

"Mulan?" ask Asti wonder.

"Meet in the street," said Dijah laughing.

"Huu.... I can laugh. Mbak Sejah's face is still stern. It must have been the same person," Asti said.

"Yes, you are there. Shower, abis shower don't put your guy in the room anymore." He shook his hand.

"Tini's cooking is okay" Asti replied as she stepped away.

"Neighbor! This is exactly followed," said Dijah. "God! Go there!" sergeant Seized suddenly at Bara who was still stunned eavesdropping on the conversation of Dijah and Asti.

"Yes, I'm back! Tomorrow if I meet, I can continue the interview, right? If you find me, go to the police station. I used to hang out there." Bara got up and walked out the door with tiptoes avoiding the legs of the colonized who did not want to shift in the slightest.

Colored following Bara with his view. The tall, yellow-skinned man with slightly long curly hair and covering his forehead walked towards his big motorcycle.

When Bara wears a black full face helmet that only shows his eyes, Seized like seeing a different man.

Seized Eyes still observed the Bara who turned on his motor and slightly turned towards the turnstile.

The man's back was wide he thought. The bara is also very fragrant.

Suddenly, I looked back.

"Well! Let's meet again yes" cried Bara waving and winking his eyes.

"Uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk!" Aghast colonized who coughed due to suffocating his own cigarette smoke.

"New to flirting with one eye, it's been knocking you Jah!" hatch Mak Robin who turned out to pay attention to the behavior of Sejah from the front door of his room.

The To Be Continued.....