FROM THE DARK TO THE LIGHT
STORY OF BAKMI LESEHAN
Rachel's Apartment
At 23:45
"Heh, what are you doing squatting there?!", asked Rachel to Hans, who was squatting under the emergency stairs that Rachel climbed.
"Heh Chel Buset . How are you here?", asked Hans with a shock+heran face.
Rachel brushed her hair and climbed down the stairs quickly.
"Yaiyah I'm here. Who knows at this hour?. Not seeing what time it is?. Even squat here", said Rachel.
"Why is Lo here at this hour?. If I am a guy, be honest. Lo chick what is this malem-malem try?. Dah, back to your unit. Ntar thought you girls do not" said Hans while standing up and tidying up his clothes.
"Tsk. I want to go for a walk" Rachel Bomat said.
"Ett. I follow you if you do not want to go back to your apartment", continued Hans while walking first.
"Thank you but I want to walk on my own. Lo mending sleeping sono", reject Rachel.
"No way", Hans put on a sullen face and folded his hands in front of his chest.
"Dih. Yaudah. But your mouth should be put on as long as I walk. Don't have much to say", Rachel said as she rolled her eyes and walked ahead of Hans.
Hans smiled like a child who would be invited to take a walk around the complex. Hans walks by Rachel's side until they both exit the high-rise apartment building. Some people still pass by.
"L-.", Hans didn't ask because he remembered Rachel's requirements.
Rachel continued walking until they reached a simple leshehan that was still open. The condition there is quite quiet. Only Rachel and Hans came. Orkay's son Hans was astonished to see a simple sight before him.
Rachel approached an old man, about 60 years old. He had just finished washing dishes, glasses, and bowls in a rather large bucket.
"Sir Buy", Rachel said with a friendly smile.
"Eh yes neng. What to buy?", asked the old man.
"Bakmi java special 2 bowls equal 2 cups iced tea" replied Rachel.
"Ready-prepared. Wait ya neng,mas", said Old Man with a smile and nodded at Rachel and Hans.
"Yes sir", replied Rachel.
Rachel sat cross-legged on a simple mat that was held behind the rubber, Hans was a bit clumsy, but finally she sat beside Rachel.
"Lo ate at Chel's kayak gini?", asked Hans as he looked around. There was only a highway in front of them.
"Emang why?. Don't like it?", asked Rachel with her sharp glances.
"That's not Chel. I thought you were Orkay. I don't think you've ever been to a kayak gini place to eat", Hans stuttered a little.
"Had it. It is cheap and tastes good too. It's even better than a regular resto. Instead of wasting money on snacks at the restaurant. Mending jajan here. I can do if I cook bakmi java, I'm just cooking males again. That's why I bought it", Rachel said.
The aroma of garlic and chicken broth mixed with salt and flavor enhancers began to wander everywhere to make Hans and Rachel's noses feel spoiled.
"Well, thank you Hans.
"What I said. Try it later", said Rachel.
"Cobain?. I mean I ate that?. But I'm a dumb bell", Hans said confusedly.
"I was pesenin. Sans. I'll take it", Rachel said casually.
"Really?. Makassihh Rachel. Elepyu", said Hans while throwing his smile that was sweeter than honey.
"Iye iye", replied Rachel cuek.
10 Minutes later...
"Well, this is neng,mas. Enjoyably. I went there first. Excuse me", said the seller bakmi jawa while putting a tray containing 2 bowls of bakmi java+2 cups containing iced tea.
"Good meal", Rachel said after taking a bowl of the smoky Javanese noodles for herself.
"Good meal too", Hans said after taking a bowl of bakmi java part of it.
They pray before eating and enjoy their food in peace. Every now and then, they drank the iced tea available so as not to choke.
15 menit kemudian...
Rachel finished washing her food marks and Hans. His wish was rejected by the old man who sold bakmi Java, but because he insisted, Rachel finally allowed to wash it herself.
"How many of you?" asked Rachel.
"55 thousand neng", replied the seller.
Rachel took out a 50-thousand note and a 5-thousand note from her trouser bag and immediately gave it to the seller.
"Thank you sir", Rachel said, looking down for a moment and smiling at the seller.
"Sami-sami neng", replied the seller with a smile on his lips.
Hans's phone shook as he was engrossed looking at Rachel. Hans looked at the name on his phone and picked up the call.
"What's the matter?", asked Hans without further ado.
Moments later, both of her eyebrows shot up and her face did not look as happy as it did when she looked at Rachel.
Rachel who saw the change in Hans expression could only remain silent as she did not understand what Hans was talking about with the caller.
"OKs. Hem", said Hans who immediately closed the call and put his phone in his jeans bag.
"Gue wants to go home", said Rachel who then let go.
"Wait a minute" Hans's fast-paced request caught up with Rachel.
"Your face tape was bent so earlier?. After getting a phone call from your boyfriend who nagged?", asked Rachel while still walking casually.
"We're not. That was the phone call from my Papa subordinate who was working in LA. He said my Papa was hospitalized" Hans explained with a gloomy face.
"Oohh so because of that your face is bent", said Rachel.
"It's not because of that either", Hans continued with a careless face.
"Keep?", asked Rachel.
"Gue was told to look there", Hans replied with his head bowed.
"Yes nice dong. You're a bus-",
"Good palakau nice. I don't want to go there, I'm getting my face tangled up", Hans was quick, a little upset in his tone.
"Kok ngamok", said Rachel.
"Somewhat raging. I just mengelam them. As if to send me there. Even though you know now I have a lot of college assignments, bikin papers, thesis, and others. If I go to LA, automatically my task will be abandoned dong", said Hans.
"You can go online", said Rachel.
"Yes, they can. But the value will not be the same as the offline. I pursued the title of cumlaude desperately as well because of them. Even being told to LA at a super time is like gini" Hans complained.
"You don't have to go there if you don't want to. But at least you call or VC with Papa you. Ask her how she is" Rachel followed.
"the problem. My relationship with my Papa is not as beautiful as the film Family Cemara. I haven't seen my Papa in 4 years. I didn't call or communicate with him at all" Hans said.
"What's the problem with that?. Sorry I won't ask again. This is none of my business. I don't want to interfere or interfere. Em,gue first", Rachel said as they reached the apartment building.
Hans nodded and smiled stiffly as he saw Rachel enter the elevator towards his own apartment.
Hans stood in front of the elevator for a few minutes. Hans inhaled and exhaled while looking up. Both of his eyes seemed to sparkle with a puddle of tears held there as the moonlight pierced through the giant window around him and shone on him.
Seriate....