Regret Room
Bad Dreams

"It's a lot tonight, it's sick of me serving three customers tonight! Which one smells so bad!" A mak Ute worker with a sexy body like a blue movie model cursed while chugging out a black beer in a glass that was just about to be lifted from the table.

Seruni laughed as she shook her head to see him. He then poured cold water on the woman.

"Let the smell of ketek if you give a lot of money is not a problem, Mbak Rini."

"Run, you don't know, I'm nauseous to the point of vomiting. Fortunately, the power is big, be satisfied a little so that the smell of keteknya too!"

The more laugh Seruni heard it.

"Sir, no thought of migrating to Jakarta?" ask Seruni.

Rini lit a cigarette just before she answered Seruni's question. He shook.

"Fear, Run. To Jakarta I also most recently became pel*cur as well. Long time want to go to Jakarta there!"

"Yes, who knows there you could get a more decent job."

"Who's going to Jakarta is actually you, right, Run?" ask Rini while laughing.

Seruni lowered her head and returned busy with her activities cleaning the table. He then nodded.

"Finish your school, Run. Later if you have graduated, may you ask for help mak Ute to get there. Mak Ute has many acquaintances everywhere, surely in Jakarta there are also many more people he knows."

Seruni nodded her head hearing Rini. The woman then went to the back, to her break room to sleep. Seruni himself was still busy washing dirty glasses and cleaning broken glasses because there was also a quarrel.

"Not slept yet, Run?"

Seruni turned his head, saw mak Ute was scaffolding in front of the chest saw Seruni who was almost finished washing the glass.

"A little more, Mother."

"Yes, when you're done, go straight to sleep. You have a school exam tomorrow."

Runi nodded.

"Well, here's your tuition. Tomorrow pay the following unpaid months of yesterday."

Seruni stared at the long white envelope. He then turned to mak Ute who was smiling towards him. Seruni replied with the same smile.

"Just study hard. Here it is only allowed to work between drinks to guests, do not be like them," said mak Ute while blinking one eye until the lashes anti-hurricane ***** the pickaxe was dislodged, make mak Ute gelagapan.

"Those are us, Mom?"

Three sexy plump-bodied women surprised mak Ute and Seruni.

"Well, what else?"

"Don't you, Mom, if we don't have this dimly lit Mak stall!" their protests are compact.

"Yes retired I'm a pimp!" mak Ute's toilet casually made the three women pass with a slap.

Seruni laughed, looking at them. In the dimly lit stall that said the hell people of the opposite village world, he actually found togetherness, kinship and a sense of care for each other.

Previously, he thought there after being accepted by Ute's mother, he would only be a jongos who had no friends, it turned out they were all like brothers, feeling the same fate as the members.

"Run, sleep after this. Don't forget to get up early tomorrow, you can't be late for school."

Seruni nodded again and then let mak Ute go into his own separate room and wider than the other rooms. Seruni immediately finished the work then wiped his hands and went to close the dimly lit stall door.

Arriving in his own room, Seruni immediately threw his body on the mattress. When he was about to close his eyes, he saw a watch belonging to a man who had taken his purity and had gone from his life without saying goodbye. Seruni's emotions ignited instantly, staring at the object that became the only proof that between the two of them something had happened yesterday.

"Seno Ari Bimantara, I swear, if one day I will see you again, no matter how happy you are, I will destroy you like you destroyed me!"

Seruni exclaimed loudly even if only in her own heart. Then Seruni began to pull out a thin blanket, covering her body from the cold of the night. While sleeping, Seruni looked agitated. He dreamed, dreaming of meeting Bima again who had been so dashing in a police uniform.

The slap was still the same, the sound of even his gaze still drugged Seruni. However, when the man tried to revive him, Seruni then grabbed a gun tucked in Bima's waist and unceasingly pulled the trigger and made Bima fall face down on his own body.

Both of them were bleeding, but Seruni could not move because just before he pulled the trigger, Bima had already stabbed him with a dagger tucked in Seruni's pocket, right in his chest.

Wake up Seruni flooded with sweat. Seruni hugged her body tightly, curled up hugging her knees. He shook his head, hated in his beautiful eyes staring at the watch hanging on the nail.

"I hate you, Bima! I really hate you!"

Seruni cried in a pillow that covered her face until dawn and forced her to perform a ritual to face God.